This weekend we are supposed to have warmer temperatures -- even up to the mid 70's on Sunday. I am up early and beginning to plan my day. I want to get the rake out and get some of the old birdseed hulls and twigs up off the ground. Easily a 3 hour job if I do the whole yard. I've been dragging the fallen branches up to the street as I noticed them, and at last week's trash pick up they actually removed the whole pile. It was wierd, I couldn't figure out what was different about my house for a few minutes, and then I realized it no longer displayed the MOMA structure of tangly broken tree limbs and branches. It was liberating really to see the bareness.
Last night I watched a film on Netflix streaming called The Constant Gardner. I remember the trailers for it years ago, and I had wanted to see it but never did, which is the story of me and most movies. It was good, but long. About a drug company that had produced a drug with an unacceptable margin of error for distribution in Africa. It was not cost effective to correct the problem so they hid it and made up stories about why people were mysteriously dying. And the old rich educated white man sounds so convincing. The outspoken heroine was killed early on and at the end so was her husband, who, through the rest of the movie came to know and love his wife, by investigating her life's work in effort to solve her murder. It was sad. I'm always amazed that there are people who feel so fiercly passionate about some huge issue that is so much bigger than themselves they are willing to risk everything, even their life for it. While I am convinced that people will justify most evils to themselves in the pursuit of and the attainment of money, I'm not ashamed to say these big evils are almost invisible to me because they are simply here, all the time, like the sky. I am much too selfish to get involved beyond a big sigh and a shake of my head for the inevitable greed and evil of big business. I suppose I am grateful there are people like her that are not just forever talking about hairy issues as most of us do, but are unable to do anything but get deeply and personally involved. Boiled down I suppose this is a film about the importance of freedom of speech and press.
Rob and I watched that movie when it came out (I had read the book earlier). I can't remember the name of the actress, but I really liked her.
ReplyDeleteI hope all that old birdseed is gone --we just leave ours to mulch the area under the feeders --we have one spot with four niger feeders, and Emma will stand there and just bounce --it's weirdly springy.
She is lively, but I also don't know her name. I do like Ray Feinnes though (spelling could be wrong). His face is so genuine.
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