The Red Bus
For a long time now I’ve harbored a desire to live a communal existence. The commune I imagine, however, is a mobile one. Everyone in it would travel around the country together in a red schoolbus. We’d go from town to town righting wrongs, singing songs, and generally just wrecking havoc.
This mobile commune would have several interesting features that most communes do not have:
1.) No farming. Fuck farming! We’ll get food some other way.
2.) Everyone has a job title. I will be the Minister of Information. Someone else will be the Minister of Transportation. There will also be a Minister of Entertainment, a Minister of Cooking, and several other ministers that I will not name.
3.) People will have fun on the Red Bus. The Red Bus will always be a lot of fun.
Here’s what would happen:
The Red Bus would pull into a small town. There would be a second of silence, and bird would twitter in the the trees. Then the door of the bus would open, and a member of the commune would step down onto the frozen ground, their face obscured by a scarf and sunglasses. They would slowly unravel the scarf, and then breath out a cloud of condensed breath into the wintery morning.
“Here.”
That’s what they would say. It would be 5 AM.
The next morning, the townspeople would awaken to the Red Bus Commune setting up tents in the town square. There would be music, juggling, and all sorts of other amazing shit that they would hardly be able to believe. People would put on plays and stuff. We’d have time to develop plays and music, see, because we’d be living in the Red Bus, travelling the country. The Red Bus would have berths, right, sleeping berths, and everyone would sleep in them and tell each other stories.
The Red Bus would have a band balled the Incredible Red Bus Band, that would be made up of whowever happened to be on the Red Bus at the time. There would be a lot of tamborines, ya know? And we’d all write songs together. It would be pretty good.
I suppose that the Red Bus will never really come together, though, and it’s a fucking shame. It would be Red, right? And it would be a Bus. Red. Bus.
