Strip-mall territory. It's the real American landscape: from sea to shining sea. Acadia, like any national park, is a performance; Ellsworth, Maine is us, as we are.
Ellsworth does have a downtown Main Street of some residual character. Yes, it is also US 1, so Main Street churns with through-traffic, but the really massive traffic shot comes into town on Highway 1A from I-95 at Bangor, heading for Acadia NP and Bar Harbor, and misses Main Street. Do our towns have to be wreckage? Everyone seems to think so. Our towns are like talk radio given material form; they are what talk radio would look like if it were a landscape.
Are we really about nothing but buying and selling?
And who gave the real estate industry the power to decide how we actually live on the American land?
Anyway, the Ford.
Beauty, eh? Old Henry Ford certainly had a lot to do with the sprawling way we live now. But the truck has lasted 67 years and that's bucking the odds. Heck, machines this old--I think of them as part of the natural landscape. Organic, almost, not to mention beautiful.
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