Remember how I was going to start an amazing media project, live an awesome life in our awesome apartment, and take the US by a storm of awesomeness? Yeah. So, about that: the USA consulate doesn’t trust me. And now my boyfriend’s over there and I’m still here (and worse: “here” is back at my parents’ place).
While I’m stuck at Washington Dulles airport because the airplane crew is delayed, I’m wondering if this really is happening: if I’m really on my way to North Carolina to start looking for an apartment. And more importantly: how the heck do you adjust to the idea of moving from the Netherlands to the States?
There are certain books that people like to pretend they have read, although very few actually have. Ulysses is one of them, and I never got my head around that one. With Infinite Jest, I persevered, and it was worth it. Read More Modern Classics: Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace
America (for a long time I didn’t know there was a difference between America and the U.S.) was utopia. America had Buffy and loads of chances to get famous. America was the cool uncle with no problems that told you to dream big.
Yeah, in my experience nothing can stay on a pedestal forever.
I believe it was the evening I found myself standing in the middle of the street, yelling obscenities at passing cars, that I realized a fundamental change had taken place. See in France, the country where I’ve taken up residence for the past few years, the drivers have to stop. If they don’t, that’s a four-point demotion from their licences. Licences are only made up of twelve points, and while I’m no mathematician, I’m pretty sure that’s more points than most care to lose.
Perhaps one of the most frustrating aspects of the conflict in Libya has come from my own friends and family. A group of mostly progressive, well-educated, reasonable people who are now bandying about propagandist talking points and railing against foreign intervention in Libya. Read More This Isn’t a Feel Good Movie: The Libyan Struggle