Thursday, November 6, 2008

winds of change

(the cloud is dust, hurling itself on the wind towards our little lego house, obliterating any view and looking likely to obliterate me. taken yesterday. it didn't)




well well well. what a week. boy am i glad that i am alive on this planet at this precise point in time, to witness mr obama walk tall and deliver his victory speech in chicago and see the first winds, heralding rain. yesterday the rains ALMOST happened, but as it came closer, we realized that it was an haboub style dust storm approaching the hill....we could smell the rain on the far distant steppes, but nothing dropped on the hill....only dust dust dust and wind.


winging it like hell at school and, even if i say so myself, successfully. year 6's want ME ME ME. oh how happy that makes me feel. they actually LIKE me.
well they can't have me again. i am otherwise engaged. they were lucky to have me for three hours of their lives. talking about religion and politics during maths. that's why they loved me. still. isosceles triangles are so done. easy peasy. i was lucky enough to meet a boy who firmly believes that money certainly can buy happiness.

what rot that it can't. i don't believe it for a minute, he said.

he almost convinced me. he should go into politics. not science. he said, in front of his best friend, that oh yes indeed, he would trade in his friend in exchange for all the money in the world. his lap top brings him more happiness than any friend ....
oh YEAH????? you wait and see buddy, i said, waggling my eczema ridden finger in front of his chubby freckled little face. all the buddhist philosophising in the world was not going to change his 11 year old mind. he saw it so clearly and was no-where near being convinced by me.
which planet are you from again, buddy? ARP 147?

but these dry dusted winds have brought, more importantly, world change to our little pink house on the little brown hill. actually it's more likely to be habari.co.tz, our internet provider. still. it's way more poetic to attribute it the wind. Barak Obama has restored hope onto our screens of life. the american people have inspirationally proven that democracy is still alive and kicking. just when the marxists woke up and started getting themselves into equal teams....tsk tsk...missed the boat again, karl, just....don't give up though. the american people have gloriously managed to begin to change the course of american history. in a completely unforgettable way. yesterday was the only time i have ever wished to be american. yesterday i was emotionally overwhelmed. my god that man can talk. and my god, i hope he can do what he says he will do. martin luther king must be having a party up there. doing a jig to we can we can...




africa and the africans are jubilant, of course. they think that BO is going to save them from their miserable lives of war and poverty and actually give them a future. i explained to amneey (a tanzanian driver) that in fact obama was president elect of the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA and not of tanzania or kenya (even though kibaki made it a public holiday yesterday, knowing that obama is in fact a LUO??? ahem ahem) and that possibly mr obama had enough problems of his own at home, before he can begin on africa and its adolescent ways. i continued, in my appalling swahili, that it was highly unlikely obama's step grandmother from kogelo will allegedly make it to the white house to teach michelle how to make chipatis, which, she claims, are mr obama's favourite food. i might be wrong. i'll eat my hat if i am.


not to detract from this momentous occasion. it's the fact that for the first time in the history of america, a black man has made it to the top. it's this that has inspired the entire continent. it's given everyone hope. particularly me. it now means that maybe one day i can be president elect of zambia.


oooergh. i'd REALLY eat my hat. on camera. if that ever came to pass.


safari craig arrives home on saturday after huntin' chasin' buffalo in the wilds of the serengeti. i am throwing a welcome home party. he wants beans and chillis and tequilla. and a few mexican dancing girls, me of course, being The Main One. i shall paste a mono brow across my forehead, douse myself in piles of silver and jade, drink tequilla shots all night, do the tango, play Juarez and be frida for the night. (as in khalo, just in case any of you were imagining frida in the mountains yodelling in a tight pair or lederhausen...oh now come to think of it. . . )




afternoon winds are ruffling the dust up again, she whimsically notices out her window...the mountain looks dark and stormy..let's see if it's a false alarm again. my children still think a pathetic drizzle is the equivalent of rain. when will they ever learn?



Kitchen Board: Thursday Afternoon: 6 November 08

Contributors: Veronica and Eliza.
Comments: Eliza supports five children on her own. Her husband left her. For another woman. She has no education. She speaks no english.Veronica supports two children. But has a good husband so at least they both earn enough to keep the wolves from the door. These two women are angels. There is much to learn from humility. So much.

so tooooodely old pip then - flying bisous - lightening dusty stormy ones (in lederhausen - garumph garumph - couldn't resist) xxx j

20 comments:

http://reluctantmemsahib.wordpress.com said...

all waiting for that sodding elusive rain. i watch it dancing around the outpost, ferocious big black clouds and i can hear it coming. and then it says, ''only joking, maybe tomorrow''. fabulous, fabulous picture x

Mud in the City said...

I have a great image of you in a monobrow and lederhosen at th emoment. It is keeping me entertained.

Did you know that monobrows are considered beautiful in Tajikistan and women draw them in to attract men?

Janelle said...

those teasing rain clouds. very distracting, memsahib...! xx

heh heh! steady mud...don't need to convince me. i LOVE monobrows!! XX j

Miranda said...

Great post J. Awesome pic. Bloody hell, I'm glad I'm missing THAT!! Glad the kitty is fine and happy! xx

family affairs said...

That's good you and me both will be throwing parties on Saturday night....I might try the mono brow Lx

Janelle said...

thanks mo. yeah. and the wind is howling again tonight like a banshee and the lights are going on and off like a christmas tree...xxx
ah snap lulu! yeah DO!? (re the monobrow thing...) xx j

QUASAR9 said...

lol, ARP147 is a pair of gravitationally interacting galaxies, but yes certainly another 'world'

I'm not sure money can buy you happiness on ARP147, but I agree it certainly can.
Hell you migt not be able to buy the one you love (if he/she don't love you back) but you can certainly buy plenty of love if you have plenty of money

And despite arguments to the contrary (ie: there must have been something else wrong with the relationship) financial problems, difficulties or hardship can kill relationships/partnerships stone cold dead.

Mind you having just finished a relationship with a person who had no interest in material things, whether perfume, clothes, jewels, big houses, swimming pools or fast cars - at the moment I am left at a bit of a loose end

QUASAR9 said...

lol, ARP147 is a pair of gravitationally interacting galaxies, but yes certainly another 'world'

I'm not sure money can buy you happiness on ARP147, but I agree it certainly can.
Hell you migt not be able to buy the one you love (if he/she don't love you back) but you can certainly buy plenty of love if you have plenty of money

And despite arguments to the contrary (ie: there must have been something else wrong with the relationship) financial problems, difficulties or hardship can kill relationships/partnerships stone cold dead.

Mind you having just finished a relationship with a person who had no interest in material things, whether perfume, clothes, jewels, big houses, swimming pools or fast cars - at the moment I am left at a bit of a loose end

QUASAR9 said...

Sounds like safari Craig is one lucky guy.

Not sure beans + chillie are quite my thing. But tequila and Mexican dancing girls - bring it on!
though I must confess wickedly strong vodkas and paw paw juice and lots of ice, are more my cup of tea
and the dancing girls - yeah bring it on!

QUASAR9 said...

And Obama supercool
reminds me of a handful of africanamerican film or pop stars that made it big

well this is as big as it gets
The White House - an eight year movie (if he gets his second term) with a budget of shedloads.

Ahhh yes money buys happiness
But alas, not even the Top Man can make anyone happy.
I'm thinking that after eight years of Obama (just like after 10 years of Tony Blair in the uk before him) - the rich will be richer, and the poor less well off.

But for now the feel good factor is almost sublime. 18-30 year olds clamouring for change and a young President (and family) in the White House. And it does not matter what the colour of his skin is. Though ironically some will have voted because he is black as well as young and a democrat or Socialist.

Mind you with time they may find that he is more Republican & Conservative than he'd care to admit. The acceptable face of conservatism/republicanism all the same, but still 'blue'

As for Iraq and US Troops abroad
we shall see what Obama can do
he probably has to worry more about assasination if he steps on any five star general's toes, than he does from any CIA or FBI plot.

I was going to laugh lol - but it is no laughing matter

alex said...

love this post J. you have a fab talent for tying it all together..

chipatis in the White House - glorious! love that picture in my head you gave me.

I am so grateful to this remarkable man who has given the world its hope back. Everywhere. Hope. What else is there ? If for just a moment.. I for one am going to ride this wave..Oh and his voice, his words...dont they turn you into mush and steel all at once! I love him.

Much more seriously...monobrows...can I come to your party since I have a real one? I know Craig would love a double dance from two monobrowed tequila soaked birds.
Hope the rain cometh soon to your lands. Love ya.

alex said...

oh and tell Veronica and Eliza they are fabulous birds

Janelle said...

quasar9!? (is that a planet or a galaxy? it can't be your real name, just as ngorobobhillhouse ain't mine) - well. man. money can't buy you Love, as i know it. even the beatles knew it, man. it can temporarily. anyone who leaves you because the money ran out simply aren't worth the chase or heart ache. let 'em run, i say. if you lived in the vicinity i would invite you to the shindig on saturday. you'd look good in a sombrero (if that's really you in the pic...?)thanks for all your comments..and for correcting me with ARP147. that little guy is delightfully way off center. x j
alexie!! thanks for comments..me too re: obama. exactly. hope hope HOPE. ahhhh WISH you were closer!! would love to do a few shots with you, old girl, for old times sake.! adn set the world to right and everyone else..heh heh heh.and i will tell vero and eliza. they really are amazing...
oh and ITS RAINED!!!! LAST NIGHT IT POURED AND POURED...at least an inch...SO SO SO RELIEVED..this morning a grey drizzly day. finally! xxx j

Val said...

hey janelle - so great to catch up on your wonderful wonderful blog.. hehe - congrats on the rain!!!! so glad - double celebrations tonight then?
loved your last blog too - that poem i remember. was asked to do a reading at a service for my dear dad ages ago. picked up a book of poems and it opened at that one!! well he did have a funny sense of humour so it made me laugh out loud - probably shouldnt have done that :-)
have a great party tonight xx
my word verification healt - thats half way between heart and health isnt it??

Ernest de Cugnac said...

yeh, McCain just looked tired didn't he? The republicans must be kicking themselves. Tell me when you run for president - you'll get my postal vote.

Bill Stankus said...

Dust? Dry? ... I can't imagine.
Here the ground is wet spongy, the rivers are in early flood warning stages and the sky is wet-gray and will be so for the next week or more.

I would love to have some dry.

And I enjoyed your 'winds of change' posting!

Bill

Jocelyn said...

You pack twelve kinds of beauty into every post, ending with those gorgeous women there.

I can't believe the jubiliation, the teary eyes, the inability to express...how much of the US is caught in such a state this week. We finally get to stop feeling ashamed of our country.

Reya Mellicker said...

I would vote for you in a hot second, Janelle, for prez, for math teacher, whatever. You have a sparkle and liveliness that comes through loud and clear in your music and on this blog. Oh yeah!!

Poor kid who thinks money buys happiness. So many have tried that approach, but it never ever works. He's eleven. Maybe the cynicism will fade later in his life. I hope so!

Yes Jocelyn! She described the mood here in the U.S. perfectly - well - of course there are still the divisive haters out there, plenty of fearful nutcases, but they are dinosaurs and their time is over. For now at least.

Reya Mellicker said...

forgot to say happy weekend Frida!!

(You know she was Polish, right? I think it was Polish ... eastern European of some stripe. But, does that matter? She is an icon of Mexico and you will be gorgeous in your unibrow.)

Janelle said...

val! great to have you briefly back in bloggy land...thanks! xx j
thanks ernesto! please start applying for your right to vote in zambia. it will take years. still. x j
hey bill. thanks! glad you enjoyed it. hope you are experiencing a little dryness? our rains have finally arrived.x j
thank-you jocelyn. THANK-YOU! indeed. this was one of america's finest hours i reckon. x j
hello reya! nope. didn;t know frida was polish. name makes sense really, doesn;t it? i mean. its hardly mexican or anything? love x j