Whilst slowly developing the attention span of a thirteen year old zombie I have found myself back on the hot rock with a large memory gap. I am sure I have not been abducted by aliens but used as a cobaye by the Umbrella Corporation, who although are fictitious have various nefarious and dubious means at their disposal to play hell with my neurons.
So, what is new ? The volcano is a rumbling but only like Mr Creosote after his hors d'oeuvres. There are more cars, more concrete, more supermarkets and more consumerism. More consumers as well and it is not all the Pope's fault. And, all that after only a few months.
Went out to supper last night at a rather jolly and termite eaten "cas creole" resto. These are becoming few and far between and if the fact that France, or rather the French, are Ronny McD's second most devoted fans Réunion has gone a long way to help. Not that I'd wish to turn the clocks back but just speed them up a little so that some apocalyptic catastrophe will arrive and (1) please all those religious fruit cakes and (2) wipe humanity of the face of the Earth so it can start again, or not...
... back to supper. Boucané ti-jaques with "graines" , rice and some spitefully warm rougail mangue. Needlessly, I should explain all these exotic culinary delights, but being both lazy and pretentious it is needless. Reminds me of my sulky youth trying to read Huxley (proto-pretentious period) and not being able to understand all those foreign phrases. Why couldn't he write in English for us poor peasants ?
Supper rinsed with a cold bottle of Bourbon beer - the beer is bland and fizzy but the marketing is sublime so one believes one is enjoying it and some exotic island culture !
and then ...
You can get free postcards here. Usually stupid marketing ploys or not too bad self promotion glitz. The island as a national park for instance, or art shows or ...
... plenty of ellipsis for emphasis , or, postcards of the latest main road, the route des tamarins only opened this year like an appendectomy scar. So, I am no longer sending idealised snaps of tropical volcanic isles but pics of concrete, tarmac and other crud. So this is the future ? No wonder that I am depressed.
