A couple of days ago, a major snow storm of hit Stockholm and many other parts of Sweden. Roads were closed off, buses and trains were cancelled, the tube was chaotic. During all this mayhem, I was reminded of an old realisation I had years ago.
Previously, I found snow in the city irritating. Your shoes get ruined, you slip and slide unelegantly around, your face gets battered, your hair gets mushed. In general, very irritating. But my perspective has changed – I have realised that snow is all about democracy.
No matter how ugly something is, when it is covered with snow it is beautiful.
No matter how dirty something is, when it is covered with snow, it is clean.
Now matter how shabby something is, when it is covered with snow, it gets a new, fresh start.
The snow kind of evens everything out.
Now if that’s not democratic, I don’t know what is.