I love airshows. At one, a pilot told me what a danger birds posed. I never thought a little bird could take out a jet engine.
Later – in a magazine, I chanced to see a passenger airliner floating in the Hudson – taken down by geese! My sick sense of humour said save it. I could draw a goose standing triumphantly on top of it.
7 more years later – I rented the DVD, Sully. The true story of how that plane got in the Hudson. What a well done portrayal of a miraculous water landing. Everyone lived.
…that one day fragrance will be treated like smoking. It’s just as, if not more, harmful. There are so many sources, I barely know where to start. Perfumes, shampoos, deodorants, facial mists, aftershaves, lotions, air “fresheners” (poison) in changerooms and bathrooms, and sprayed through the air systems in some hotels, and laundry soaps. Drier sheets belch unnecessary air pollution, stinking up half a square block. The scent sticks to clothing and off gasses everywhere, drowning out diesel in bus loops. Entire downtowns and large open areas reek of chemical smells. The chemicals can trigger asthma and skin rashes in sensitive individuals.Even if not allergic, why is it okay for certain persons to add even more perfume on top of what comes from “regular products” to choke the air out of a room and force everyone to smell the scent of their choice?
Perfumes have changed my life. I barely date. I fear shaking hands and social hugs and avoid both. I rarely attend public events. I’ve taped the vents in my apartment and weather-stripped my door so other people’s pop and cleaning chemicals don’t seep in. I mostly leave my windows closed because of smells from the drier. Still, some are so strong they enter through gaps in the windows. I buy ionizers and air filters for home and work. I carry masks and coffee beans. I’ve now stopped using tissues because they absorb so much scent from other products. Toilet paper is more scent-free. I get through the bus and the gym. Often my hair absorbs the odors of others and I spray it with vinegar. Shopping has lost its appeal. Not only do malls smell, but the clothes. I often leave purchases on the balcony to off-gas for weeks in the rain. I’ve had reactions to new furniture too.
So in this day when we’re protesting so much, (this week in Vancouver the opening of the new Trump tower) I want to voice my distressing and pervasive problem few people pay enough attention to. Fortunately, though, I think MOST people are aware and don’t smell or use minimal scent.
And to answer a question I’m often asked: what do I use to wash my clothes? Soap nuts or unscented organic – same for dishes, body, and hair.
The count walked briskly on his waxed moustache, spread like the wings of a gull.
The count walked briskly on, his waxed moustache spread like the wings of a gull.
From Man from Moscow
I have the rights back to Pool Party and was just re-reading it on my e-novel, right after a Jeffrey Archer. I discovered some problems I’m now eagerly correcting, like a lot of telling as opposed to showing, gaps from here to there, and errors in logistics, like a person moving in twice and accomplishing an unrealistic amount of activity in a short period of time. I was also delighted with some of its inspired gems. Sort of like a personality: we all have our charming qualities and faults. Only thing, in a human, the shortcomings are harder to fix.
In a discussion among butlers, in The Remains of the Day, about what criteria constitutes a good butler:
A good butler is not one who can merely “be displayed as a monkey at a house party [answering] random questions of the day [in a] good accent and command of language” but one who can, with a 12 bore, kill a tiger which got into the house and took up residence under the dining room table, then honestly tell the master that, “Dinner will be served at the usual time…[with] no discernible traces left of the recent occurrence”.
& accepting this model sure contributes to mental and emotional health when you love and the other doesn’t love you back.
“When you don’t have love, & you ask the other person to give it to you, you are a beggar. It was your projection that the other had it. If you have a wrong projection, what can the other do about it? Your projection has been broken; the other did not prove according to your projection, that’s all. The other has no obligation to prove himself according to your expectation” – or hope.
I’ve been working on making explorations and accepting the outcome instead of getting all bent out of shape when it isn’t mutual. I try to find out when it is before too much emotion gets invested. Then, simply move on and enjoy the rest of life without moping or spoiling the joy of being healthy and alive – and rowing on the open ocean (esp on rough water)