Drug Companies & Stuff
31 December, 2005
Okay, so the shopping is over for now and while we all protest that we can't stand the commerciality of the season, and certainly the crowds, lines, prices, searching are a pain, don't we realize on some level what a priviledge and a pleasure it is to have these holiday hassles? A family at our school had nothing this year and we were all asked to contribute something for their kids and single mom. What would it be like to have nothing to offer your kids as they witness this blizzard of marketing and Christmas myth making? What would it be like to have no food to celebrate with your family the "bounty" of the season? We complain about left overs for weeks, the extra pounds added by nogs and chocolate yule logs and hours watching the "bowls." What a "cushioned" life (per Pinter) we have, though! Let's remember to acknowledge our inner hoarders who need to insure a stash of stuff for the long times of famine/drought/psychological emptiness. We are, after all, still animals with basic biological & psychological drives for self-preservation. It's just the credit card has replaced the spear and we need to keep it sharpened.
And when we rant about the drug companies and their price gouging and corrupt ways of covering up faulty test results and un-claimed risk factors, how many of us haven't benefited from an allergy pill, a clot-busting blood thinner, an aspirin? Yes, many companies have been revealed for their less than honest practises, but we must remember that the boards of directors of most companies are not out to help humanity, but to make money. Most of this commodity driven economy is about making money and if we keep mindful of that every day we can make better choices.
C.S. Lewis admonishes us in Narnia to keep our eyes open. This is the only way to keep beauty and truth in our lives, because every day, as you wade through the hwejsh (dont' know how to spell this great Arabic word for stuff/misha-gosh) of existing in a self conscious culture, that you can keep nourished and alive. In "Gadjo Dilo" the journey is the destination as much as any other theme in this touching gypsy portrait.
Keep an eye on the brilliant colors of their women's skirts against the drab landscape of their world and you can get carried away by dance, music and voice.
Gracias a la vida!
Okay, so the shopping is over for now and while we all protest that we can't stand the commerciality of the season, and certainly the crowds, lines, prices, searching are a pain, don't we realize on some level what a priviledge and a pleasure it is to have these holiday hassles? A family at our school had nothing this year and we were all asked to contribute something for their kids and single mom. What would it be like to have nothing to offer your kids as they witness this blizzard of marketing and Christmas myth making? What would it be like to have no food to celebrate with your family the "bounty" of the season? We complain about left overs for weeks, the extra pounds added by nogs and chocolate yule logs and hours watching the "bowls." What a "cushioned" life (per Pinter) we have, though! Let's remember to acknowledge our inner hoarders who need to insure a stash of stuff for the long times of famine/drought/psychological emptiness. We are, after all, still animals with basic biological & psychological drives for self-preservation. It's just the credit card has replaced the spear and we need to keep it sharpened.
And when we rant about the drug companies and their price gouging and corrupt ways of covering up faulty test results and un-claimed risk factors, how many of us haven't benefited from an allergy pill, a clot-busting blood thinner, an aspirin? Yes, many companies have been revealed for their less than honest practises, but we must remember that the boards of directors of most companies are not out to help humanity, but to make money. Most of this commodity driven economy is about making money and if we keep mindful of that every day we can make better choices.
C.S. Lewis admonishes us in Narnia to keep our eyes open. This is the only way to keep beauty and truth in our lives, because every day, as you wade through the hwejsh (dont' know how to spell this great Arabic word for stuff/misha-gosh) of existing in a self conscious culture, that you can keep nourished and alive. In "Gadjo Dilo" the journey is the destination as much as any other theme in this touching gypsy portrait.
Keep an eye on the brilliant colors of their women's skirts against the drab landscape of their world and you can get carried away by dance, music and voice.
Gracias a la vida!
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