I live in a wonderful city in a wacky, beautiful country filled with happily loco people. I have a swell. smart, funny five year old kid who speaks 4 languages and tells jokes and dances. Yep I'm proud of her. I love to eat, cook, play music, walk, ride my bike, draw, write, hang out with friends and talk with my family. Why then does it seem to me that everything is so messed up? And that we are all so lost? My home country is now in the hands of a fascist dictatorship that openly tortures people, invades countries for gasoline... you fill in the rest. My countrymen re-elect a really stupid dangerous moron who is just an oh so obvious puppet for some unbelievably scary people and entities. New Orleans sank, here Spain is alternately becoming a desert or like this week under a biblical deluge indicating to those that can look outside their window that our species has obviously really gone too far and should stop driving cars to Wal Mart to buy cheap DVD players, crappy sweatshop made clothes and 5 gallon tubs of nacho cheese dip. Oops, I now have entered the rant zone. Sorry...
So I write down my little recipes and try to look at all that I have that is good though this blog. And I really do feel that there is so much out there that is terrific. And that life is a gift. And that if I use somebody like Tom Waits as an example, we are one amazing species.
But ladies and gentlemen we seem to be at each others throats. I see couples tearing each other apart. Same with families. I see violence, anger and hatred and people sinking to actions and thoughts that seem to be out of some primitive dark ages. Where is hope and optimism? Where is understanding? Where is humor that makes you laugh at yourself and empathize with your fellow man? Where is love? Where the hell is Atticus Fitch?
So I'll continue to observe and write down my little recipes but some days I just have to stop myself from screaming, "What the hell is going on?"
"Love Power.
The power of a sweet flower is gonna rule the earth.
And there'll be a great rebirth."
"Love Power" from Mel Brooks "The Producers"
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3 comments:
Thanks for the encouragement. I really like doing this and I have keep at it. I'll check out your site.
you aren't crazy...it is an awful situation over here, yet we have to manage to find those little bits of joy in the everyday. old men who refuse to purchase tickets on-line and tell you how simple life used to be. bits o' life
Perhaps people here are turning the corner on this administration, if it's not too late. As New Orleans will rise due to the spirit of the people who make up that city, a little wiser and probably a little less naive, the country may get back on the course of sensitivity, kindness, and caring for our fellow humans and less about the dollar and what stuff we can get for as few people as possible. Ok, got to go to Wal Mart and get my nacho cheese, that stuff lasts forever. And you can use the tub to store stuff in.
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