Tuesday, August 31, 2021

Signs of Autumn

 


I am only half joking  when I say my father's first words were "When are we moving to Florida?" from his Nova Scotia crib.

He migrated to the Boston area. Snow was a four-letter obscenity to him. Working in sales he had plenty of time to drive in it.

He had to wait for retirement to fulfill his dream for the Florida move. He and my stepmom would come north in June, July and August and live on their boat, The Grand Slam that he had built.

However the first few leave that drifted onto the grass and he was packing up to head south again.

If my dad were alive today, visiting in Switzerland, he would look at our grass with leaves and be heading to Florida or at least the south of France. 

As much as I adored him, I look at the leaves and think...Thank God, I survived another summer. Autumn and winter are coming.


Joe Biden hero


 I wonder how many of us could have handled the evacuation well?

How do you end an unnecessary, totally bundled war, riddled with corruption and an additional 5,000 Taliban freed by your predecessor? 

Paris Match (ya, I know Americans will say who cares what the French think) said he was right to put the lives of Americans (his countrymen) before the Afghans. Other editorials have not laughed at America as some who are not exposed to international media claim. I do hope, however, they won't follow America into any other unnecessary wars.

This travesty of an abuse of useless power had to end sometime. 

Think about the history.

Allegedly it was to bring the Egyptians and Saudis (those not dead) who did 9/11 to justice. So naturally attack Afghanistan and Iraq. Sorta like Johnny hits Billy on the third grade playground, so Mama goes to Target and slaps people around. Spend trillions. Sell patriotic men on the idea they are making their country safe. Pay them a pittance, but let contract soldiers make a fortune.

Lie regular about progress. "We've or maybe we're turning or turned the corner." How many corners does one country have? Absurd. Let's not mention the corruption. And we shouldn't talk about the misunderstanding of the Afghan culture.

A lot of good came from the war. Drone and other arms companies made a fortune from the comfort of their offices. I wish there would be a survey on how many of their kids were killed or even served in the armed forces.

Yes, it could have been planned better. How would you have done it after it was clear the war was lost, not that it ever had a chance of being won? No nation in all of history has been able to do it.

Joe Biden is a hero for ending a wrong. Yes, he could have done it better. I'm not sure how. 

Biden met with the families of the 13 who died in the bombing. He must have known he would be blamed and he was. It couldn't have been easy knowing what it is like to lose a grown child. There are no words that will ever relieve that pain. 

It is my sincerest hope no man or woman ever lets themselves be lied into another war. Bravery comes at even a higher price when one doesn't understand how their own country betrayed them. 



Monday, August 30, 2021

Safer?

 


On the Sunday shows, I heard different talking heads talk about whether America is safer after the Afghanistan War. On FB and letters to the editor, some people write that they fear letting Afghans in is letting terrorists in.

Wake up Americans.

You are not safe, but the danger from terrorists is minuscule compared to dangers all around you. Here's just a few:

Wildfires https://www.fireweatheravalanche.org/fire/ Increased wildfires are linked to climate change.

Smoke from wildfires https://phys.org/news/2021-08-wildfire-affect-brain-sperm-lungs.html

Hurricanes https://www.c2es.org/content/hurricanes-and-climate-change/

Drinking water https://www.greatlakesnow.org/2020/09/drinking-unsafe-water-contaminants-solutions/

Oil spills water https://www.noaa.gov/education/resource-collections/ocean-coasts/oil-spills

Oil spills pipelines https://www.foreffectivegov.org/blog/map-displays-five-years-oil-pipeline-spills

Bankruptcy because of medical bills https://www.thebalance.com/medical-bankruptcy-statistics-4154729

Job loss because of jobs being shipped overseas, pandemic https://www.theguardian.com/business/2020/sep/12/us-corporations-sending-jobs-abroad-offshoring-pandemic

Bad roads  https://www.thetravel.com/us-roads-and-highways-to-avoid/

Bad bridges https://infrastructurereportcard.org/cat-item/bridges/

Being slaughtered in a mass shooting in a theater, church, school, etc. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_mass_shootings_in_the_United_States_in_2020

Unhealthy chemicals in food https://www.psr.org/wp-content/uploads/2018/05/toxic-chemicals-in-our-food-system.pdf

E coli outbreak  

Police confiscation of your property https://priceonomics.com/how-police-officers-seize-cash-from-innocent/

Teeth In 2018, nearly half of Americans polled by NORC said they went without a routine cleaning or dental checkup that year, and 39% said they avoided getting treatment for a dental problem https://www.commondreams.org/news/2021/08/27/dental-insurance-lobbyists-quietly-target-dem.ocrats-medicare-expansion-plans


Friday, August 27, 2021

Tramming

 

 

I discovered "tramming with a girl friend sometime in the 1990s. We decided we would take a Saturday and ride all the trams in Geneva from beginning to end. Geneva is not a huge city, but one tends to stick to the same areas. This allowed us to discover new places.

"Absolutely ridiculous!!!!" her partner at the time said.

"Isn't it?" she said and off we went, stopping for coffee when we spied a café and lunch, noting what to come back to another time. For years we have continued to seek out "absolutely ridiculous" things to do, including a sheep herding course in Yorkshire.

Rick and I go tramming when we are in a city with very little time such as Montpellier on route to Argelès from Geneva. Sometimes we have time to increase our overview as we did in Prague from the beautiful city center to the Communist-era box apartments on the outskirts.

Yesterday we went tramming in Bern. We settled in our hotel and only had a couple of hours until we do at an apèro.

We discovered the Canadian embassy, some fascinating statues, a variety of architectures, the too-low river, parks, football fields all from the comfort of our seats.

Although we've been to Bern a number of times for work, medical reasons, demonstrations, visiting friends and festivals, the one-hour overview gave us a fresh perspective. I hope they have the onion festival. "Zibelemärit dates back to Bern’s great fire of 1405. When 650 wooden houses burned down and 100 people were killed, the people of Freiburg hurried to help. As a sign of their gratitude, the Bernese allowed the people of Freiburg to sell their onions in Bern every autumn from then on." Some 50 tons of onions and all things onion are on display.

We won't need to tram for the Zibelmärit. It's everywhere after leaving the train station.

Monday, August 23, 2021

Oh no, Grandma

The Little Old Lady From . . . Lake Oswego How to feel old

I was walking into Manor (store) in Vesenaz, Switzerland.

A toddler came careening around the corner and was about to bump into me.

A mother said (I've translated from the French) "Watch out for the Grandma."

Okay, I've got white hair. But I was dressed in patched jeans and a T-shirt. I had no cane. My wrinkles are minimal.

Part of the problem was I've always been taken for younger than I am. The last time I was carded to buy wine I was 30. 

I now understand why when I went to pick up my three-year old a few decades ago, the day care center receptionist said, "A little old lady with gray hair already picked her up."

I wasn't worried because the little old lady was my mother who picked up my daughter regularly. 

When I told my mother how she was described, she went out immediately and bought hair dye.


Saturday, August 21, 2021

Married name

 


"And what will you name your children?"

Rick and I were in the marriage license application office. We had answered all the other questions the pretty clerk in her mid-thirties had asked including what would we be using as a family name. Our choices were.

  • Nelson-Adams
  • Adams-Nelson
  • Me: Nelson
  • Rick: Adams
  • Me: Adams
  • Rick: Nelson

We'd decided to keep our names. Professionally we were established and the work of change was more than we wanted to deal with.

"What?" we asked in French at the same time.

The clerk repeated the question, explaining the box had to be filled in. We were in well-organized Switzerland after all.

With one of us in our sixties and one in the seventies, we had not anticipated any children. 

We looked at each other. For a second I imagined us walking the floor at night with a colicky baby.

Adams-Nelson was the decision.

Fast forward four years and we are at the SPA(animal rescue) in Perpignan. A three-month old, multi-breed, wiggly puppy is kissing me as I hold him. There is no way we were leaving without him.

Meet Sherlock Adams-Nelson.

Only two people call me Madame Adams: our vet and my mother-in-law. It doesn't matter.

What's in a name after all?

Thoughful gifts

 

Our family specializes in strange gifts. There were years I was thrilled with a certain shampoo. She could get it in the U.S. I couldn't get it in Europe. 

And my Swiss gentleman friend at the time didn't understand why a Larry Bird t-shirt would thrill me instead of a piece of expensive jewelry. The Boston Celtics didn't mean much to him as they did to me and the shirt reminded me of the playoff that I was six rows behind Larry Bird. I could see his sweat. A gift with memories woven into each stitch.

My daughter always gets socks. Until socks got interesting more often than not practical. Now they may have fun design, but we also

Llara had my birthday gift sent to our Geneva home. I often say addresses in France are a suggestion. I was thrilled. Why?

49T is part of our family history. My father received the original license plate from Governor Volpe back in the 1950s. When he moved to Florida, he was able to transfer the plate to me. As soon as he arrived in Florida he asked if her could get 49T for his car. He could.

When he came north for the summer my little car with the plate 49T would be parked behind his huge car with 49T, sorta like a ship and its dingy. 

I moved to Switzerland, but my daughter didn't have a car. I had to turn the license plate in.

Years later when my daughter moved to Virginia, had a car and she asked for an received a license plate 49T.

Thus the T-shirt gift. Another happy memory laden gift.

It isn't the gift. It is the thought. That a person knows you so well that no only did they time and effort to buy a present, but they can bring such pleasure.

I'm hard to buy for. My former housemate, knowing I had five treasured animal-shape paper clips found another set. At a vide grenier (flea market) she found an English style place mat with a golf theme for my golf-passioned husband. He wouldn't put food on it BUT it is a much-loved mouse-mat. 

Sometimes a holiday becomes a tsunami of gifts, many which will be unused and/or discarded within weeks or months. Fortunately in our family most of the gifts become treasures creating their own memories.


 

Sunday, August 15, 2021

Uncle Sam Wants You

 

We all know this famous poster. The idea is sign up, protect your country, do your duty. You get to travel to places like Vietnam, Iraq and Afghanistan where you have a good chance to die, but you will be protecting your country and doing your duty. Your government will bungle the war, assuming it was even necessary in the first place which can be argued, but you will have protected your country and done your duty.

It doesn't matter that much of what the war was about was based on lies.

What if the truth was more like:

                                                            James D. Taiclet Wants You

I'm CEO of Lockheed which made $35.4 billion. We're one of the biggest suppliers of war planes. I need you to go fight so I can maintain my $23,000,000 million pay packet.

                                               Dennis Muilenburg Wants You

I want you to protect Boeing's 30.7 billion earnings, much of which is from planes that will drop bombs and kill people in other lands. I need you to protect my pay (salary and compensation) of $23.4 million by joining the armed services.

Gregory Hayes Wants You

I'm CEO of Raytheon. I need you to join the armed services to protect our sales of $21.95 billion and my salary and compensation of  $19,397,106. 

The U.S. government has sent young American men and women to their deaths for phony causes. The Vietcong were never coming to America. There were no nuclear weapons in Iraq. The perpetrators of 9/11 were Saudis and Egyptians, not Afghans and Iraquis. Those young men and women were manipulated into believing they were doing noble things for their country. 

Terrorists are bad people but why kill thousands and destroy, destroy, destroy to catch a few. I remember in school if a piece of gum was discovered everyone was punished. This is gum punishment on steroids and then some.

What they were doing were feeding and protecting the military-industrial complex. The companies above were not the only once making billions on war.

  • Textron (USA): $4.38 billion

  • Huntington Ingalls (USA): $6.55 billion

  • L-3 Communications (USA): $10.34 billion

  • United Technologies Corporation (USA): $11.9 billion

  • Northrop Grumman (USA): $20.22 billion
  • Compare the monthly pay of those who risk their lives for something they believe is greater than themselves to those CEOs. 

    When my gynie told me I had a daughter, I was relieved for many reasons, one being that she would never be cannon fodder for a government that lies. She was born during Vietnam. 

    I am not denigrating those who wanted to serve their country. They have bought the propaganda, fed them all their lives. It is easy to be manipulated when fed the same story over and over. 

    What if the U.S. gave a war and nobody came?


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mary Elmes saved 200 Children


How did an Irish woman born in Cork in 1908 to a pharmacist and his wife end up saving over 200 Jewish children in the French Pyrenees during WWII?

She was a bright young woman, a scholar at Trinity Dublin where she earned a first in French and Spanish literature. She received a scholarship in International Studies at the London School of Economics and another to study in Geneva, Switzerland.

If she could have been expected to enter academic life, she did not follow the normal path. Instead she joined the University of London Ambulance Unit and was assigned to a children's hospital in Almeria, Spain. 

The left-thinking Republicans were fighting the Second Spanish Republic made up of monarchists, fascists and conservatives in 1937 when Mary arrived.

1940 found her across the border. A refugee camp at Rivesaltes held refugees including Jews. The conditions were filthy. Prisoners were regularly transferred to concentration camps. By 1942 Jewish children were added to the deportation lists. Using her car trunk she took as many children as possible to safe locations.

Her activities were not unnoticed, and she was arrested in 1943, imprisoned in Toulouse before being sent to Fresnes prison, south of Paris. Torture was normal for this Gestapo run prison. She survived six months before her release. She immediately returned to her work of saving children whenever she could.

After the war she settled in the Perpignan, Canet, and Saint Marie-la-Mer  and bore two children to her husband Roger Danjou. She died in 2002.

Mary was not want to call attention to herself, spurning the French Legion of Honour, the highest civilian award that country offers. However after her death honors continue including:

  • Righteous Among the Nations (Israel)
  • Trish Murphy Award at the Network Ireland Business Woman of the Year
  • A bridge named after in Cork 
  • Mary Elmes Prize in Holocaust Studies distributed by the Holocaust Educational Trust Ireland



Saturday, August 14, 2021

Biden didn't...

 


Biden didn't lose the war in Afghanistan.

Bush did. October 7, 2001 he lost the day he sent troops in. So did Obama and Trump.

No country has ever "won" in Afghanistan. 

Over the years, the public was told about all the progress, how close winning was. Different strategies would work.

Billions of dollars disappeared. Corruption continued. 

Army lives were lost. Afghanistan lives were lost.

Women did make some progress, but at the same time there are enough stories about how some families had to sell their daughters after their livelihoods were wiped with destroyed poppy fields. Not the way to wins hearts and minds.

Friendships were not built when American soldiers burst into a home killing locals. 

The United States does not know how to convert a hostile government to a friendly one along with its people. 

They failed in Vietnam in the same way. 

Young Americans were convinced to "save their country from (fill in the blank)." They fought bravely, came home if they were lucky. Those who died, died for another lie, like they died for a lie in Vietnam. 

The companies that sold weapons and bombs, made a fortune.

People waved the flag and thanked the soldiers for their service.

No one talked about public manipulation.

Will there be another Vietnam? Afghanistan? Iraq?

Of course there will because the powers that be will manipulate young men and now women into "saving" their country from whatever. The only was to stop it is for those young men and women to see through the lies that will kill them instead of bravely sacrificing themselves for nothing.

 


Friday, August 13, 2021

TV snack

 


During summer holidays, after my grandmother and brother in bed, my mother and I would sit up to watch Steve Allen.

We would have snacks. My favorite was to go out with a flashlight to the backyard and pick some chives. My mother would chop them very fine and put them in cream cheese. We would eat this on crackers.

A lifetime later and in another country, my housemate and I would watch DVDS such as Ally McBeal, Northern Exposure, Boston Legal, How I Met Your Mother. Snacks would be part of it: Some nights it would be shrimp in cocktail sauce, salmon while other nights might be cheese with a glass of wine. Popcorn. Yup. 

My husband and I now watch Netflix with snacks, mostly ice cream or popcorn. 

We still eat healthily making sure that we get many fruits and veggies during the day and we don't eat a lot of the treats. Just enough to amuse our mouths. Nice end to the day.

 

Thursday, August 12, 2021

Cuomo, Edwards, metoo

 


I'm bad at choosing politicians to like. I've found most I have selected turn out to have the proverbial clay feet if I wait long enough.

I was impressed with Cuomo as he talked to cameras through the early days of the pandemic.

I was impressed with John Edwards when he ran for president when he talked about two Americas.

Both men as humans ended up leaving a lot to be desired. Edwards was not known for improper advances but having an affair, producing a child when his wife was dying of cancer was less than admirable.

It is not reasonable to expect any alleged leader to be perfect, but there are guidelines of common decency and honesty that should be followed. Maybe I'm naive to think so.

What is it about powerful men that feel they can get their jollies from women in less powerful stances?

Why did Matt Lauer think an NBC staff member would be impressed with his genitals? 

Maybe Harvey Weinstein knew how ugly he was and his payback was humiliating women who wanted entry to success via his penis.

I wish I could say it was limited to men who are considered at the top of their profession. But the same thing applies to men with itsy bitsy power in a company or on a campus.

I think of professors at my university who used to stare up women's skirts (pre-jeans days). There were several consensual relationships on campus, which I see as different. It's a no-no these days and I'm not sure it should be as long as one does not have power over the other for things like grades. Sex for grades isn't acceptable.

In the work place at one company where I worked, women shared which men to look out for. In another it was part of the orientation of new female hires. One boss considered breast squeezing as part of the job description along with balancing the books until the woman left his office screaming. Everyone was amazed the man lost his job and not the woman.

The woman winning is not always the case. More often she puts her job in jeopardy. I was a single mom and my salary as well my career building jobs were important. I learned to sidestep but usually found another job. Avoiding advances is not a good work environment and the energy it takes reduces job efficiency at best.

It isn't just unwanted touching through to sexual intercourse, there are men who tell dirty jokes, a small percentage which might be funny, but the majority denigrate women.

Me Too movement, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Me_Too_movement, has helped somewhat call attention to the problem.

Interesting that Cuomo talked about his daughters in his resignation. My immediate thought was would he want his daughters treated the way he treated women? 

What are the limits? A French friend who worked in the Netherlands went from an American to a French company. She said it was nice to see the men be able to compliment a woman on her appearance without it being considered harassment, but normal discourse. A woman saying "I like that dress" would be okay, and a man saying it might be considered harassment. There's is no way to know if the man did appreciate the attractive appearance or was thinking how he wanted to take it off her.

At one point I was reading something my male assistant had written. I was standing behind him and as I leaned forward I put my hand on his shoulder more for balance.

"Careful," he said, "Sexual harassment." He had a twinkle in his eye. It could have been different if we weren't friends as well as colleagues, if he wanted my job and thought going to HR would be a step to it. The company already had had one man say his female boss came on to him. He was new and did not realize she was a dedicated lesbian.

That there are false claims should not negate the true ones. Cuomo was supposed to have put his hand on a woman's breast. He was supposed to have kissed women. Had it been one woman, one might be in doubt. Eleven and counting?

Sexual harassment is only one way power can be abused. It can be awarding contracts (or assignments), accepting bribes to vote, not protecting the people one is supposed to protect as part of their responsibilities. 

I am unable to answer a basic question. Why?


Wednesday, August 11, 2021

24 hours in wicked good Boston

 A Boston Latin high school classmate living in Madrid, wrote a blog if she could go to Boston for 24 hours what would she try and see.

https://spanishviews.blogspot.com/2021/08/not-so-fast-36-37-if-i-could-visit-again.html?spref=fb&fbclid=IwAR3czG8bpL0ka9D1OU3m3UROWpBx0u4I_Y5SmoqfaaSvkjsNXNwR4G7PRDo

 This blog is how I would spend my 24 hours there. I left Boston in 1990. I left part of my heart. Or maybe I tucked part of the city into my heart. I love the city because:

  • Different ethnic neighborhoods
  • Gas lamps
  • History
  • Theaters
  • Universities
  • Emerald necklace
  • Museums
  • Restaurants
  • Libraries

Seldom did I walk down the street without seeing something that made me go "ahhhhh."

 

394 The Riverway. I so loved my condo there.

If I had 24 hours to visit (during daylight) I would start at my flat on the Riverway and go to the house on Wigglesworth where I also lived at one time.

 

It was a handyman's nightmare when we bought it. We became friends with the neighbors, Kelley, Barbara, Dan, Hiram and more. Summer nights we would sit on the stoop. Early fall the new batch of students moved in many of which went to Harvard Medical across the street.

After walking through the Harvard Medical School grounds, I'd take the E line into the city, with a stop at the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston Symphony and walk over to Copley Square and from there I'd walk to the Boston Gardens and Commons and take a ride of the swan boats. I'd walk the Freedom Trail, eat at the Quincy Market.

We had memberships at the Museum of Fine Arts. Often, we would hop off at the T stop and go in just to see a few paintings. Then we would walk home the rest of the way. They had a great kids' program.
 
I walked my Japanese Chins, several different ones over the years here: Amadeus, Albert, Bebe, Vixen. There was a tree that Hippocrates was said to have sat under that didn't survive one exceptional bad winter.

Copley Square, home of the Boston Public Library, where I researched many a paper and what was once called the world's only plywood skyscraper.

I'd catch the Redline to Harvard Square where I'd mosey through the book stores.


 Crossing the Salt and Pepper bridge (Longfellow). The T was the way to get around the city. It was living in Boston that made me realize that I never wanted to live in a city without public transport.
Friday nights were family nights when I had my two housemates. Along with them and my daughter we would eat in Harvard Square, listen to the street musicians and buy books for the week.It was our chance to catch up on our lives and plan the weekend.

Every brick seems to have a memory. I've shown Rick Boston. We've done the Freedom Trail. I wish I had the tourist tape I created for a client. We had actors and actresses playing the parts of real people and real events at each Freedom Trail stop.

I'm not homesick. My memories are my medicine against it. It was a wonderful period in my life. 

There are those who know accents, who say I speak French with a Boston accent. It's a wicked accent from a wicked good city.


Sunday, August 08, 2021

Snails

 Snails are part of our family lore.

A few years back, I bought 36 snail shells to use as decoration in a flower pot.

The next day Rick, my husband, called, "There's a snail climbing up the window." I went to look. And then there was another and another and another. Those weren't empty shells. The seller had meant them as a meal for his clients.

I like escargot but it doesn't like me. My neighbor didn't want them for lunch so we released them at the river. Lucky creatures--a second chance for a good life.

For the next year, every so often," we would find a snail in the house.


Snails became a joke that spread to friends who recently made two snails for us and have brought us snail candles in the past. 

 

Today coming back from the beach we noticed snails on a wooden fence. It was a long fence. There were hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of them on the winding posts that went on and on and quite a few in the bushes behind the fence.

I didn't bring any home.

Sunrise

 

 

5:20 the alarm rings. My husband and I discuss taking the dog to the beach so he can run and we can see the sunrise versus snuggling under the duvet.

6:01 The three of us are walking to the car, enjoying the smell of freshly baking bread from the local boulangeries.

 

6:30 Sherlock has run zoomies, dug in the sand, sniffed at a sand castle. We watch a boat rise and fall gently as the sky gets lighter and lighter and listen to the music of the waves.

 


6:36 I can see the lighthouse's light flashing toward Collioure. I am the granddaughter of a lighthouse keeper. The mountains make a nice backdrop. I need 16 photos to catch the lamp lit, but I did it.

6:49 The sun's arrival is muted by the clouds. A young man from Strasbourg walks by. He tells us he is checking out the sunrise every morning of his vacation. His parents and girl friend are still asleep on the camp grounds where they are staying. After patting Sherlock, he continues his work and says maybe he'll see us for sunrise tomorrow. I doubt it. I suspect my husband, if he gets up that early he'll be on the golf course. I watch the young man, collector of sunrises, walk away.

7:15 We're home and even find a parking place in the lot closer to the house. Rick crawls back in bed. I do some chores. I need to go to the green grocer to get fresh peaches and other veggies.

Could life be sweeter than these moments? 



Saturday, August 07, 2021

International Serial Killer?

What would make a wealthy woman become a serial killer moving from St. Petersburg, Boston, Edinburgh and more?

 https://encirclepub.com/product/murder-in-edinburgh/

Coke Zero


I've read that Coke Zero is changing its recipe to be more like regular Coke. They are rolling it out in the U.S.

Really?

I'm sure some feisty, young executive came up with the idea. I wonder if s/he heard of the 1985 Coke debacle when they changed the regular Coke recipe calling it New Coke. 

Things did not go well.

Coke executives had thought their rival Pepsi was eating into their market share. They fiddled with the recipe and made a big production of the announcement of New Coke.

Shares fell.

Sales tumbled.

Some 8000 angry calls were registered daily at headquarters.

Demonstrations where people poured new coke in storm drains were held around the country. 

Groups calling themselves Old Cola Drinkers of America were formed.

The executives were shocked. They had performed hundreds of thousands of taste tests. What they hadn't measured was people's loyalty to the old Coke.

Seventy-nine days after New Coke was introduced, executives threw in the towel and went back to the original formula and called it "Classic."

I've adored Coca-Cola since my childhood. My mother would buy six bottles each week, three for me, three for my brother. I would guzzle mine the first day. He rationed his.

As an adult I drank Coke in place of morning coffee and with all my meals. There was no substitute. Only once did I willing drink Pepsi and that was because of politeness to my host who had bought it especially for me. Yuck.

I tried the New Coke. No way José. 

I was one of those angry phone callers. I wrote the company. I wrote their spokesman Bill Cosby asking how could he. I imported the old Coke from Europe both from my trip and when a friend went. I still wonder what the customs people thought, in those pre-terrorism days, when a suitcase had nothing but Coke.

As soon as Classic Coke came on the market, I went back to my old habits.

Eventually I weaned myself from Coke and lost 25 pounds. I allowed myself one a month--oh happy days!!! I'd wake in the morning that I was scheduled for a Coke thinking, today is the day.

I wouldn't keep Coke in the house. I did try Coke Zero and found it ALMOST as good and would have a Coke Zero when I was in a restaurant.

Then I married. My husband stocked Coke Zero. I still try and limit myself to a can, and preferably a mini-can a day. I've learned to substitute juice, water, tea. Instead of drinking a can with popcorn, I'll limit myself to a few sips.

Maybe this is a good time to give up Coke, new old, diet, classic, altogether.



 

 



 




Friday, August 06, 2021

The COW talks tech

 I'm a COW, I admit it, A Cranky Old Woman. Technology can be great. It can be hell. Consider:

1970


Phone rings:                                                                                                                                     Nathalie: Dr.'s Smith's office.                                                                                                                        Me: Hi, Nathalie. I need an appointment next week.                                                                                 Nathalie: The 25th okay. 3 p.m.?                                                                                                             Me: See you then.

2005


 

Phone Rings:                                                                                                                                                  Audio: You've reached the office of Dr. Smith, Jr. Your call is important to us. If you want an appointment for a headache press 1for an intestinal problem, press 2, for skin press 3.                          Me: I press 1. 1                                                                                                                                    Audio: If you are a new patient press 1, if you're a returning patient press 2                                             Me: I press 2.                                                                                                                                        Audio: If you need an appointment within a week press 1. If you can wait press 2.                               Me: I press 2.                                                                                                                                              A human: How may I help you? They arrange an appointment.

2021

 Phone rings:                                                                                                                                          Audio: You've reached the office of Dr. Smith, III. For an appointment please go to the website: www.regionalmedicalapointments.com                                                                                                   Me: I go to the website and fill in the form,  city, Dr.'s name, my name, address, mobile, check the day and time I want. I hit submit.                                                                                                                       Screen comes back with the message: You did not check if your address is on a Street, Blvd. Avenue. Screen: returns totally blank.                                                                                                                     Me: I fill it out again. Submit.                                                                                                              Screen: Thank you. We are sending you a three-number code to your phone. As soon as you receive it, enter it here to verify your appointment.                                                                                                     The code comes in 15 minutes later.                                                                                                         Screen: You are timed out.for

This is only a slight exageration.     

My husband spent over two hours trying to bank on-line. The code came in two days later. We could have walked to the bank, done the transaction at the ATM or chatted with the friendly teller, had a tea at the local café and been home in half the time and none of the frustration.    

Technology can be a great help, but it can also make life much more difficult when they take something that should be simple and complicate it.          

And speaking of technology...the tabs and spaces went bonkers when I published this.

                                                                                                                     

Thursday, August 05, 2021

Netflix and News

 


Yesterday I wanted to eat breakfast and watch the news. Every channel I switched to, had adverts. I finished eating before I could find any news just adverts. Annoying at best.

In France we get a zillion channels. We mainly watch the news and Netflix and sometimes a dubbed drama. And Rick likes his golf. 

In Switzerland we get half a zillion channels and mainly watch news and a few dramatic series from the UK. The UK shows have lots of adverts it seems mainly about funerals, life insurance, furniture and diet schemes. Oh yes, river cruises to places we've mostly been.

When I was first in Europe, I watched mainly French stations. I had no choice. They helped my language and my learning about the culture. Adverts tended to be grouped between programs. They went on for long spells giving me time to do the dishes, take a quick shower...you get the idea.

Later, my former housemate and I would go through DVD collections along with great snacks including salmon, shrimp, cheese etc. No adverts.

In France or Switzerland now if it is a dubbed American program, one can see the many original advert interruptions by the way the film was cut and rejoined but no advert until the end. YES!

Now days, if it is a US or British program on French or Swiss television there's often a version originale (VO) option. Okay, I'm lazy and English is easier if I have a choice.

Visiting my daughter in the states, I noticed that programs tended to interrupt the adverts. 

For all the adverts I have watched in the last five years, I've bought one product...a stain removal powder. 

Some nights my husband and I watch Netflix sometimes with popcorn, ice cream or other treats. No adverts. It reinforces how much adverts are annoying and not having them is a pleasure. Yes, I know the economics of TV advertising.

I've come to the conclusion, the best way to avoid the annoying adverts is to give up watching most commercial TV. As I roam through the zillion of choices, I feel bombarded by things I want nothing to do with. They are wasting my time. The pleasure of the show is not enough to balance.




Wednesday, August 04, 2021

Rain and an apology

 

 


To all the people in Switzerland, Germany, Belgium and Austria who have had constant rain and have been flooded out of their homes, I apologize for my happiness this morning when I heard rain on the skylight.

However, I'm still thrilled to have a bad weather day.

I looked out my front door to see puddles. PUDDLES. We have had rain storms in Argelès where the street has become a small river or at least an ambitious creek. Today wasn't one of those storms, just gentle water dripping from the sky.

Our plans were to go to an outdoor café for tapas.

Instead, I walked to my favorite green grocer (enjoying the moisture on my face) for potatoes, leeks, chives and cream to make potato soup for Rick and vichyssoise for me. Rick doesn't do cold soup so gazpacho for me becomes minestrone for him. Same soup, different temperature. 

Everyone is happy.


Monday, August 02, 2021

Violets, Peace and Politics


My mother said I was a high-strung child citing that when I was handed a violet as a toddler I shivered in delight.

Violets are my favorite flower. The hill leading to our lower garden became a purple rug every spring. My mother and I would pick a huge bouquet putting them in a pewter vase filling the six-inch mouth. I loved the color combination.

I don't think my love of color has anything to do with being high-strung. Yes, I have blue butterflies of my gray car and golden stars on my boring black laptop. The different shades of aqua in our new shower curtain raises my happiness meter when I take a shower.

Color makes me feel peaceful which I seek more and more.

There were the years when I was renovating a house, going to grad school, raising my daughter and holding a demanding management job. Those were barely having time to breathe years. Still I remember a "shiver" passing Northeastern University white buildings with bright red carnations telling me life didn't have to be like that.

As I age, I want peace, beauty and order not drama.

I want my home to ooze serenity, peace, color, beauty. I want warmth in my relationships at all levels and friendship.

Yesterday SFR, our internet provider, had major problems. We had no wifi (weefee French pronunciation) was down all day.

We tend to be news junkies and I watch in horror as my birth country self-destructs with people who put politics and power before people. Lies and ignorance. A couple of years ago we had an off-grid day with nothing from outside the world allowed in. Even if we were curious with what was going on in the world, it increased our sense of well being. 

I suppose I could not look at news channels from several countries. Or I could do it in smaller doses.