Yesterday morning I forgot to watch the news.  If I had watched I may have seen the headlines about a cow jumping over the moon.  And I daresay that had there been a rainbow I would have found the end of it and that elusive pot of gold.  Oh my gosh, is all I am capable of saying.  Does he read my Xanga?  Did The Baby Brother contact him and tell him how upset I was?  Is he psychic?  Or … ?  I haven’t had a card from The Father since the Christmas of 1999.  Blimey.  Perhaps he does love me after all.  I shall extend the hands of friendship and send him a tentative letter at some point just to say thank you.  It’s made my weekend a bit teary and emotional.  Not helped by the BM.  But it also made me very happy …


And other things have made me happy too … my oldest [in the sense that she’s the only childhood friend I had that I’m still in contact with, she of the finding of the porn incident] friend sent me a massive bunch of flowers [roses and lilies] and this despite the fact that I’ve seen her only once in the last three years.  Bless her.  They are so beautiful.  All the e-mails I received from both real and virtual [it’s the only way I can think of to distinguish between those I know physically and those I know online!] friends.  Oh, I feel so loved!  The discovery of a cocktail that I’ve never tried before and now absolutely love [Purple Rain].  All my gifts, every one of which I love dearly.  Getting free coffee in the restaurant last night because we had a trainee waiter who was absolutely shite.  Laughing at the bride-to-be in the hen party also dining at the restaurant because she spent most of the time in the ladies, presumably vomiting.  Choosing my own cake.  Having someone design me a banner … the list is endless. 


Until a few people commented on it in my last post I hadn’t realised how positive and happy I am in my life right now.  I’ve come a long way from being the moody, disgruntled, bitter, unhappy and depressing youngster that once I was.  Thank you for pointing it out to me.  And that comes from the bottom of my heart …





On a different, and possibly sadder, note – we went to see Fahrenheit 9/11.  It made me laugh, it made me cry [literally], and it made me shudder.  Some of it made me feel quite ill.  We had an American lady sitting in front of us.  She didn’t like Bush, that was made plainly obvious.  When we took our seats and she sat in front of us I had worried that maybe she was a supporter of Bush and would spoil it for us.  But she wasn’t and she didn’t.   


I have to say that I enjoyed it.  I know that a lot of people don’t like Michael Moore.  I am also aware that a lot of the clips shown could have been taken out of context.  But I do believe that he tries, wherever possible, to always show the truth, albeit his version of the truth, but grounded in truth nonetheless.  And when the truth hurts then people get defensive.  I don’t understand why Bush invaded Iraq.  The film raised more questions than it answered in my tiny mind.  But I will forever be haunted by the sight of teenage soldiers seemingly loving the thrill and adrenalin rush of killing, of the anguish of family members – both Iraqi and American, of the fear and hate that is evident from the Iraqi civilians because they don’t understand why their family and friends are dying and why their country has been invaded, and the fear and hate that the American media are capable of generating.  And I thank the Muppets that the media in this country doesn’t create the same fear.


And if the film is based on untruths and all the evidence has been taken out of context then why has it been banned in some parts of America? 


Enough dilly-dallying, I must retire to bed before it hurts too much to think …


please God bless America xxx Elsabeth

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9 comments

  1. Yay for your birthday surprise .
    I also cried during Fahrenheit 9/11, several times.  And, like you, it raised questions for me, one of which was: if the Bush family had such a cemented link with the Bin Laden family: why the attack on America?  My assumption is that Osama and Al-Qaeda are isolated from them; but I don’t know; there’s probably a blindingly obvious answer.
    But yes; I agree with all of what you wrote about the film .

  2. I’ve yet to see Farenheit 9/11 but I want to. I think I need to psych myself up first, though. And bring lots of tissues. I rarely cry at movies but I have a feeling this would be different.And I’m glad you like the graphic I made. I attempted to spread the word so that tons of your readers would post it on their sites but many of them don’t have email links and word didn’t spread very far. But I see it got to a couple places. And again, happy birthday.

  3. Oh, and I forgot to say I liked Clive Owen as Arthur. I’ve seen him in other things and I like him. Particularly as this really evil guy in an early 90’s movie with Halle Berry.

  4. I can’t wait to see Fahrenheit 9/11…not that I don’t already know what I’ll think of it. I’ve seen the incredibly well-edited trailer…Michael Moore definitely knows how to make a point.
    And a belated Happy Birthday!

  5. Hiya honey, I’m glad you had a good birthday and your dad remembered, I think he loves you, its just that some dads just don’t know how to be a dad.
     Obviously I don’t know the whole story and you can just tell me to shut my trap now, but thats my opinion anyhoo.
    Squidgy hugs xx

  6. i hope you had a nice b-day!!
    yeah, i decided if bush gets re-elected (or not elected & made president again somehow anyway), i will finally start taking steps to get the fuck out of here. 

  7. don’t stress about checking out my site… it’s going to be at least a few more days before there’s anything new there…
    I’m very happy to hear that you’re happy. Seems like we’re very similar in that at 30 we went from being bitter, cynical types to joyful, goofy grinners. Being bitter is so ’90s.
    Michael Moore… my thoughts…
    I tend to agree with most of what he says but I hate the way he says it. I’m skipping F9/11 because I already know I hate Bush and I just don’t feel like the film is anything more than propaganda. I also think that history will make it seem like Michael Moore was crucial in getting Bush out of office (assuming he doesn’t “win” another fixed election). The truth is, I don’t know a single person who liked Bush even before the movie was made. To me, making a movie like that is sort of masturbatory. I think it’s also an easy way to make a buck out of popular opinion. Lastly, one of my interns also works for Nielsen and collects box office figures. Rumor has it that theater owners who decided not to show F9/11 have recieved some death threats. Just a rumor, but still…

  8. Happy birthday! Purple Rain? Does that have rapsberry liquer in it? Alot of New Yorkers, including me, saw that part in the movie where Bush calmly read to the kids even after he was told what had just happened. I know there’s nothing to be done but the idea that we were all caught off guard that day and while we suddenly found ourselves in what looked like something out of a post-apolcalypse movie, alot of us, unable to find family members who got lost in the crowds and couldn’t get back home to the outer boroughs. To think that our president was calmly sitting there reading a stupid children’s book while thousands of people just died in a matter of minutes. 

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