So there I was, arm hooked up to the machine, watching my plasma swirl away into a bag while the morning news dribbled across the screen like a bad fever dream. And what were they showing? A "riot" in Melbourne, allegedly. The sort of riot where the real thugs wear body armour, carry pepper spray and look like they just walked off the set of RoboCop. The people they were beating? A ragtag crew of teenagers and old hippies—probably fresh out of a drum circle, still smelling of patchouli. But sure, let's call it a riot. Now, here's where it really gets good. I mentioned this spectacle to a few people later, thinking maybe they'd share my outrage or, at the very least, give a damn. But no. What did I get instead? A smirk, a chuckle, and—oh, the pièce de résistance—"You should really just let it go." Let it go? Yeah, let me uncork a nice, overpriced cup of coffee, sit back with my legs crossed, and soak in the latest reality TV trash. Why bother caring when ...
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Henry a TV star? Not surprised.
A kilo of strawberries isn't that much for a kid (or a kid and his grandmother), is it?
Now now Kris, don't be sad about not having as much history as my city does. I, on the other hand, was always full of wonder that Australia could be such a young country (but seem so old, I mean, grown-up). And what about your ancient Aboriginal history? Doesn't that count?
"Louis" thanks you for visiting San Francisco Bay Daily Photo and for your kind comments about his Memorial Day post.
After receiving one of those "awards" the bloggers send around, I had to pass the "You make my day" to my favorite five. Please see http://jerusalemhillsdailyphoto.blogspot.com/2008/05/make-my-day-award.html
Shalom and mazal tov.
The flags on my pic are the US, Texas, POW/MIA and Kaufman County, Texas flag.