A week ago today I was in another world. A world of dirt, of tires, of mud, of sunshine & rain, of
dreadlocks, solar heated showers and people who crazy enough to pay good money to do hard manual labor for 6 – 8 hours a day in rain or shine.
I was in the fringe of society, at the edge of the world, unexpectedly stoked while flying by the seat of my pants and worshiping every minute. In a word, I was home.
If you haven’t ever heard of an Earthship you’re not alone as they are just starting to enter mainstream culture thanks to the founders tireless work at perfecting his off the grid solution to our societies housing, climate, food and water problems that are so prevalent in so much of the world. An Earthship, simply put, is an off the grid, solar powered, rainwater harvesting, nearly carbon zero footprint house that you can build yourself for a fraction of the cost of a traditional house. Ok that wasn’t simply put but that’s about as succinct as one can get when describing these singularly fascinating dwellings.
Seven days ago I was in another world and it’s taken me a week to even begin to process the entire experience.
Join me as I attempt to catalyze my experience into words.
I remember the first time I can say I was ashamed to be an American. I must have been in my teens in history class and learned of the MS St. Louis, the ship full of Jews that was turned away from at least 3 countries including the “immigrant loving” USA. How could our supposed Jesus loving, Statue of Liberty embracing fellow Americans be so cruel to send Jews back to the Nazis a good portion of whom died in concentration camps? This isn’t the America I was taught to love.
I fear that we as a country have always been a far cry from the heroic Founding Fathers but now our moral hypocrisy is getting harder to hide. Fox News frequently spouts that we’re the greatest nation that has ever existed and yet how great can we be if we can’t shelter some kids who came thousands of miles to escape a drug war that we started and continue to fuel?
To the Americans at the border chanting that “Jesus wouldn’t break the law” and for the kids to “go back to Mexico” I tell you this: read your holy book, particularly Matthew 25 v37-46 and tell me who the righteous are and who the evil people are.
My Iraqi dinars finally came in the mail. Yay!
It’s a beautiful note and makes a great convo piece while drinking at the local pub. On one recent occasion a friend made an astute observation and pointed out what should have been painfully obvious to me. Saddam and Super Mario are twins separated from birth! The sideburns, the mustache, the 1000 yard stare, the hair…
I’m only mildly into conspiracies but this is a little too coincidental…
So what do Saddam and Super Mario have in common? A whole fucking lot!
So today I was walking by my favourite local coffee place when I saw a poster with 2 words that, in the history of the world, probably have never been placed next to each other. This is for good reason too as the phrase registers a solid 10 on the oxymoron scale, beating out “Microsoft Works”, “civilized warfare”, and “even odds.” What are these two words? Legendary bingo.
Now I can’t imagine any bingo situation that would even come close to being legendary. Maybe playing strip bingo with a legion on victoria’s secret models would qualify, maaaaybe. But seriously, how does normal bingo come anywhere close to legendary?
It can’t. It won’t. And it probably sucks.