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Maybe I'm Kidding Myself A brief note on the "Sisters": The party is on for Easter and if the weather is decent, there should be some pictures. I go into the hospital Tuesday morning, so I won't get the film back for some time after (I'm not about to pick up the film with my jaw in a wire basket), but I'm looking forward to shooting. These things have a life of their own and sometimes they work, sometimes they don't. This morning I ordered some film and a back pack designed to carry a single camera with a telephoto lens attached, two additional lenses, filters, film and accessories. I should have them tomorrow. I'm kind of excited about it. The photographs were shot in San Francisco last weekend. They have a 1984 feel to them, don't you think? I'm not in the mood to generate a proper lone soul trapped within grey walls entry to go with them, but they're kind of nice. Looks like Bill Gates on the torn poster. The young revolutionary turning over time into Big Brother. Whoa!
The news is on in the background as this is being written and they're
talking about the bombing in Yugoslavia. I haven't been facing this directly
Usually we just pull up stakes and walk away declaring ourselves a winner and I'm not arguing against that and I'm not arguing for it, I'm not arguing in any way that we should ever have started, but I have this vague uneasiness, this vague recollection about a tar baby story and what happened after that first fist was thrown. When we walk away, do we walk away from NATO? Is that a good idea? Did we have a choice? Do we have a choice? Did we ever have a choice? At all? I have no hope anything done or not done will lead to anything but misery for all, but its sobering, none the less. They talked once about letting loose the hounds of war and I thought then I knew what they meant: once loose you lose control. Did that happen last week and I just didn't notice? Lose control? Just as the DOW hit 10,000? Just as there's no one left on the unemployment rolls? I was asked to rough out a web site for one of the sections over the next few weeks (less the time I'm in the hospital). I was planning to eliminate the frames from this site while I was recovering from the operation, get up a little late every morning, take breakfast through a straw, read the paper. Maybe I'm kidding myself. |
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