I suppose we all have a celebrity crush when we are young. At 14 I admired John Travolta, just like so many other girls like me. I went with a girlfriend to the movie theater in Austria. We got tickets for the show, sat down, unpacked our cigarettes and got lost in Grease.
Tag: <span>reality</span>
Every Mother’s Day I want to crawl in a hole and stay there until the annual demonstration of love and gratitude toward the woman who MADE you is over and done with.
The dead, the sick were so far away. Many of them in cities I once worked in or studied at, when I was young. I knew the threat was real, and so I stayed home like most of us did.
I am in self-isolation and allow myself only one hour of news a day. Sadly it doesn’t take more than two minutes to be all confused.
Big news today! No more testing in New York and Los Angeles -the biggest cities in the U.S. by population. Only the healthcare personnel and first-responders are being tested -which I understand. Why we don’t have enough tests available to test everybody. That’s something I will never understand.
I guess you think you know this story.
You don’t. The real one’s much more gory.
The phony one, the one you know,
Was cooked up years and years ago,
And made to sound all soft and sappy
just to keep the children happy.
The German International Broadcast company “DW” (Deutsche Welle/German Wave) made a hell of a documentary, which most of us will never see. And why would we? The truth stings a bit, it has the tendency to shed light on secrets we don’t want to have to deal with.
The suffering of people, how hard it is to watch. A report of the starving children in Jemen, just a few days before Thanksgiving rattled me, a few days later our table was overflowing with food.
I have been somewhat quiet on my blog lately, questioned the sense behind it all. Blogging takes time -time that I am not sure, if I am still willing to give. Real life is waiting behind the screen, and it’s pulling me in different directions.