I realised this morning that it is -in a first approximation- just some 10 days until the big thing happens. Maybe a couple of phone calls yesterday with mums of various children helped raising awareness and letting the adrenalin levels rise. A dream tonight did help too and after a night’s fight with avalanches somewhere in the dream mountains, a dizzy head when waking up and a growing list of things to get done before 24th, I know: There is no way out. I have to go there, where no man should have to go.
Evolution made us intelligent enough to walk on two legs, to make beer, drink it on the moon after a little hop with our two legs, we managed to put us on top of the food chain and the worst that can happen us, being the most privileged 10% of this world’s population, is a traffic jam, a missed air plane, a business meeting with our boss who suffers from a time-space discontinuum and finally buying X-mas presents too late with too many co-sufferers. Next year, I´ll promise: I will do better… but now: Let´s hunt for this pony wagon… argh
Talking about X-mas and privileges: are you aware of the fact, that the gap between us (us being the top 10% of this world`s population) and the lowest 10% is probably bigger than the gap between Louis XVI, an his entourage and his low class French fellows who ended up killing him? They killed him for good reason probably. This man was too much a symbol, and the French killed so many other French back then these days that a king more or less on the Guillotine did not really matter anymore.
Louis was hunting when in Paris the people started the revolution by taking over the Bastille. Which would be like taking over the Pentagon or the secret US prisons on Cuba. Louis wrote “nothing” in his diary (he was not successfully hunting) this day. He´d better done a horse ride downtown….
Maybe we should too, from time to time, ride downtown on this globe.