Monday, November 08, 2010
Famine: Not Just For Africans
"Let's go to Cambodia for Chinese New Year", said my husband. "Are you mental?" I said "That's a fucking long way to go for a week. Think of the jetlag". "It is not a long way" he said "It is just around the corner. Get a map"
After I had told him to fuck off, I did have a quiet look at a map and I was flabberghasted, just astonished to see the place is quite close by, squatting over Vietnam to the south east and getting the ride off Thailand from above.
The main reason for my amazement is because of all the killing and famine and almighty row made about the place during the seventies. I remember watching that awful Protestant programme, Blue Peter, and there being a great pressure on small children to collect the lids of milk bottles and old pieces of tin foil, to send to a warehouse and turn into rice. I just assumed the place was in Africa. I also thought Nicaragua was in Africa until I met a Nicaraguan a couple of weeks ago who kept harping on in Spanish and giving it "Latin America" this and that, so I managed to avoid getting the old foot stuck in it, for that one.
I was telling someone at work about my Cambodia mix-up as I thought it would make me come off as self deprecating and humble, but she just looked utterly horrified and reminded me that I work for an international organisation. She didn't say "Get a map", but I could see the thought passing through her head, and the words struggling, elbowing each other, to get out of her mouth, but with her being all self controlled and making sure she was not "being offensive" or "not being inclusive" she held it in.
And then this other one overheard me doing my part for humility and being inclusive for ignorant people, and he piped up "Have you not seen that film The Tomb Raider. That film is set in Cambodia" so I had to point out that I am not interested in films about cretinous computer games, featuring women in their underwear, scaling old, crumbling buildings and fussing about collecting artefacts, as I am neither a wanker nor a cunt.
Computer games, drawings of people in their bras and pants, non-African famines, fuck you all.
Noreen
After I had told him to fuck off, I did have a quiet look at a map and I was flabberghasted, just astonished to see the place is quite close by, squatting over Vietnam to the south east and getting the ride off Thailand from above.
The main reason for my amazement is because of all the killing and famine and almighty row made about the place during the seventies. I remember watching that awful Protestant programme, Blue Peter, and there being a great pressure on small children to collect the lids of milk bottles and old pieces of tin foil, to send to a warehouse and turn into rice. I just assumed the place was in Africa. I also thought Nicaragua was in Africa until I met a Nicaraguan a couple of weeks ago who kept harping on in Spanish and giving it "Latin America" this and that, so I managed to avoid getting the old foot stuck in it, for that one.
I was telling someone at work about my Cambodia mix-up as I thought it would make me come off as self deprecating and humble, but she just looked utterly horrified and reminded me that I work for an international organisation. She didn't say "Get a map", but I could see the thought passing through her head, and the words struggling, elbowing each other, to get out of her mouth, but with her being all self controlled and making sure she was not "being offensive" or "not being inclusive" she held it in.
And then this other one overheard me doing my part for humility and being inclusive for ignorant people, and he piped up "Have you not seen that film The Tomb Raider. That film is set in Cambodia" so I had to point out that I am not interested in films about cretinous computer games, featuring women in their underwear, scaling old, crumbling buildings and fussing about collecting artefacts, as I am neither a wanker nor a cunt.
Computer games, drawings of people in their bras and pants, non-African famines, fuck you all.
Noreen
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Aren't you even interested in Cambodian politics, which became world famous in the 1970s? The Cymru Rouge model themselves on a Cambodian political movement. No Good Boyo's last blog post is about them.
Fuck no, why would I be interested in that? People getting the arse about each other wearing glasses or talking in foreign, and digging mass graves, and generally not getting over themselves. Tedious, yawny old shite. I hate politics.
I have absolutely no idea why the Welsh are admiring of Cambodian politics. The welsh would do a lot better if they just stick with making welsh cakes. I love welsh cakes.
Noreen
I have absolutely no idea why the Welsh are admiring of Cambodian politics. The welsh would do a lot better if they just stick with making welsh cakes. I love welsh cakes.
Noreen
While off in the East living tough,
A mickette got the bilious huff;
But in old Kampuchea
She had the idea
Of sampling a bit of Khmer Rough.
A mickette got the bilious huff;
But in old Kampuchea
She had the idea
Of sampling a bit of Khmer Rough.
Get a knife, or a noose, or a razor blade, or some pills, or a gun and finish the job you cheeky fucker
Noreen
Noreen
Just wondering, I've disliked Blue Peter throughout my life, but what's Protestant about it, particularly?
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: 2:49 AM
It's all about do-goodery and working holidays and making do. Small acts of hardship or work and lots of protestant back patting. It lacks the fast/feast, sin/atone RC side of saturday morning children's television, for example.
Noreen
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