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Definition of Stupidity

(Photo: Would a daredevil or a dunderhead use this trampoline witnessed on a Marina City balcony?)

As we enter Memorial Day weekend 2006, I leave you to ponder the above photo, or perhaps the below one which affords a better view of the object in question. Indeed, that’s a trampoline. On a 38th-floor balcony. Three feet from the edge. Three-hundred and fifteen feet above the pavement.


Somewhere, perhaps near, perhaps far, but somewhere, I’m sure of it, there is a village missing an idiot. And missing a trampoline.

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Michael Thaddeus Doyle

I'm a NYC-native, Latino, Jew-by-choice, hardcore WDW fan in Chicago with an Irish last name. I believe in social justice, big cities, and public transit. I do nonprofit development. I've written this blog since 2005. Believe in the world you want to live in.

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2 replies

  1. Someone is going to be presented a Darwin Award in the very near future, I think – trampolines on a balcony at Marina City – nope nope nope!

  2. I’ll never forget some poor sap who had built a curving ramp at his balcony railing, oh, let’s say 12 stories up at the State/Elm apartments back in ‘the ”90’s. Seems he was arguing with his girlfriend, so to underline some point to her he began BLADING from his unit, out the door to the balcony, up and down the ramp, and back inside. This went on until he, oops, misjudged things. One bystander said that on the way down, he was clawing at the air as if to grab onto ANYTHING. The impact knocked him out of the roller blades.

    And occasionally you’ll see a cat under the Marina City balconies, still frozen in it’s “get me out of here – what was I thinking” pose.

    Gravity always wins and doesn’t care.

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