Sunday, January 02, 2005

Whirlwind

A Tsunami hits a good hunk of Micronesia and India and even the coast of Somalia, so the holiday is rather muted by the sight of bodies and that simple response to physics. The first footage I saw didn't look real,but genuine, natural disaster never looks the way one would imagine. A tidal wave doesn't come in like a cheap shot in a movie, it's simply a high wave that doesn't stop. The tide comes in and in and in, replacing whatever's in its way with itself.

Momentum, if that's what can be applied to water- when there's enough water to put ground level 15ft underwater in under a minute, a few things are going to become disjointed. And if/when the water falls, it's going to pull a lot of things back into the sea with it. It isn't hard to drown, it's simple juxtaposition. I didn't expect to be swimming right now, then you're not swimming, then you're drowned.

Dose of perspective for the new year. In much smaller terms (the world I live in, rather than watch), Christmas whirlwinded its way in and out. I wanted 5 minutes of sense memory induced zen- preferably sitting in a dimly lit room with the scent of pine- but it didn't come to pass. There were too many other moods in play, too many obligations (accepted, then complained about) to simply melt into the season. And one cannot always disengage. So it was flat- so what? I'll survive. Explain and survive. Nothing has flooded, so really, why should one complain?

Beats complaining about could-have-beens. Every year a movie will be released that either cost a fortune, lost a fortune or made a fortune (or some combination of the two) and somebody will say "I can't help thinking how much better it would be if that money was diverted to social programs/paying down the debt/feeding the hungry in the continent of your choice/saving the forests/paying for vocational schools," and so on. You can direct the sentiment towards the left or the right and still get the faintly disappointed, but self-righteous tone of the holy.

I try to avoid that particular tactic because it's the first thrust of the poser (or poseur, I suppose). And the logic shatters. It's not like hundreds of millions of dollars were removed from the coffers of the needy to finance a sword and sorcery epic. I watched a self-righteous type make that arguement at a party on one occasion, a listener looked at their shoes and said "If you'd bought sneakers instead of Pradas, you'd have afforded a few more bucks to the charity of your choice and skipped the movie. Or have you seen it?" They had. Point to the listener.

(and yeah, a million contradictions in this writer, scared to even think about them)







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