Our love for Europe, for Germany, has always been tempered by our temporariness.
Not tied to its tax or social system, interlopers in culture, invaders in a small, rural, vulnerable area desperately in need of any kind of economic stimulus..
Germany was in the grip of a cultural dictatorship, an oppressive regime which overtly and deeply, subtly, thoroughly, financially suppressed any opposition. They remain somewhat worshipful of the free capitalism and culturalism culture who played such a part in their liberation.. and they are deeply dismayed by our descent into circumstances so like theirs... Will Obama be our Hitler? Or Hillary? I'd like to know her "maiden name" so I know her family.
I kept mine as my middle name, so that my legacy of gypsies, exterminators, undertakers and horse thieves is never forgotten. I also kept it, because the Irish threw hard in me. I can find my way around Ireland, in a way that freaks both myself and my cg out.
"It's over here" *swerve*
"but the map says.."
"nope, it's over here!"
Um.. there it is.
How did I know?
I don't know.
I wish I was closer to Ireland, in my blood, so we could go back there. The economy is booming, the land needs tenants.
We'll go to Maryland instead. Cg's got a great job offer, it's a nice place, and my career has lots of room to grow.
Does my soul ache for the relentless heat and caliche soils of Texas, instead?
Not like it aches for Ireland. Well, yes, sort of. Seasons, possibility, earth, family.. it's hell in a handbasket.
It's hard to articulate the wants, the conflicts and the ends of desire I am feeling. I do know that I am NOT looking back to a country so "right wing" even the left wing is forced to fly in circles:
http://scienceblogs.com/aardvarchaeology/2008/02/us_politics_have_no_left_wing.php
It's not hard to say goodbye to limbo.
It IS hard, to say goodbye to dear and hard-won friends and ways of life.. and yet.. each one of the people we have come to love, here, knows they could show up at our door, or we could show up at theirs, and all would begin again, in the very place it started.
Evolution continues.
It's not something to believed in.
It's a fact.
Participate, or join the dodos.
They were delicious!
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http://www.zpub.com/un/billc-5.html
"Hillary Diane Rodham was born in Chicago, Illinois, on October 26, 1947, daughter of Hugh and Dorothy Rodham. Her father owned a fabric store, and her mother was a full-time mother and homemaker."
I hear they're hoping to one day clone the woolly mammoth. Maybe if some of us die where it's really cold, then in a few thousand years the dolphins will resurrect us.
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