“It seems to me the fence separating us from who we are and who we can be is not a straight line, not erect, but something wavering and distant, a reflection of who we are and what we fear.” ― Chloe Thurlow.
THE MOVERS AND SHAKERS
The men on the construction sites who wear the hard hats have a shared responsibility of not only ensuring that their work site is free of hazards to themselves but also that the public is protected from life threatening situations.
Fences at the outer edge of a construction site attract the curious onlookers with as much intensity as a candle flame attracts a curious moth. Many folks just have to go and see what is going on inside the fenced off area.
The structure that is meant to protect the public from hard is converted into an irresistible force attracting its own cadre of followers/
The more knowledgeable folks know it makes sense to give the site a wide berth.
The fence in and of itself is an inanimate object devoid of political affiliations, social persuasions or a host of other inferred qualities that people these days often attribute to it.
A fence is a fence….is a fence …is a fence!