Ray Bradbury wrote a little short story called The Pedestrian

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        Ray Bradbury wrote a little short story called The Pedestrian.  In this story, Ray Bradbury uses a guy by the name of Leonard Mead, for the main character.  During the day is when you will only find the citizens roaming the city, while nights are dedicated to the families watching television.  Leonard Mead is not like other people though.  At night, he usually takes walks up and down the streets, just to relax and cool off.  One night he finds a police car, that is of course computer generated.  It happens to be the only police on duty, in this big city.  This is because there will be no crime when people are stuck at home watching television.  So the two talk for a while, then later the car takes Mr. Mead to the Psychiatric Research Center, because the car has no idea why he is not at home watching television.  It goes downhill from there for Mr. Mead.  The title of this story is The Pedestrian.  Right then I thought the story would be something about a walker or someone who likes to explore.  I was right, it was about Mr. Leonard Mead, a writer, who is not like the other citizens.  He is a “pedestrian” who routinely walks at night, while the other’s are inside watching television.  I like the title for this story, because “the” is singular, and there is really only one pedestrian in the whole city.  I thought the title was unique, and really encompassed the whole story, and its purpose for people to get out of the house, and not depend on technology so much.  “...Arizona desert with no house in a thousand miles, and only dry river bed, the streets, for company” (Bradbury 1).  This refers that there is absolutely no life out there on the streets, and everyone is inside watching television.  Everything is “dry” and there is no life.  

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        In this short story, there are some images that I took away from it.  When Leonard steps into the cop car, I feel like he tastes defeat, and knows he has lost.  “The car moved down the empty river bed streets and off away, leaving the empty streets with the empty sidewalks, and no sound and no motion all the rest of the chill November night” (Bradbury 2).  This quote right here just says that there is nothing left, and everything is done.  Nothing came out of Mr. Mead, and I feel like he just gives in and tastes defeat. ...

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