Today, I was at the College of San Mateo Farmers’ Market promptly as it opened at 0900H. I wanted to buy fresh berries and some great pastries by Crepe and Brioche. We’re having a brunch at home for my daughter, her fiance, and some of their friends.
I was floored when I saw the table for the pumpkins and all sorts of gourds on display. It is after all, October, but the temperature was climbing. We were expecting highs in the mid-90’s. Indian Summer? Drought? Global Warming? All of the above?
In the meantime, there’s the upcoming election in about 5 weeks. I’m glad I’m spared from all the attack ads on TV or the regular radio channels. The confusing and misleading messages are probably enough to make one consider hara-kiri but, I take comfort in their evanescence.
On the news is the Ebola blunder in Dallas. Shame, shame, shame, Governor Perry. You could do better, seriously.
Then there’s the people power protest in Hong Kong clamoring for democracy. Tsk, tsk. Will there be a reprisal of the Tiananmen Square debacle? The powers-that-be in Beijing have been known to abhor losing face. I’ve been following the developments closely. I still can’t forget the photo of that lone citizen who stood unflinching at the Square facing the approaching tanks. It still sends a chill down my back.
On the other hand, it was amusing to see yet another use for the umbrella as a shield for pepper spray. The multi-colored umbrellas reminded me of Kermit the Frog’s rendition of the Rainbow Connection. Now I have it playing in my head. So much for earworms.
On yet another front, it took me a few seconds longer to wrap my head around the news that Russia’s President Vladimir Putin has been nominated for the 2014 Nobel Peace Prize. He’s up against quite the list of contenders: Pope Francis, Malala Yousafzai, Edward Snowden, Chelsea Manning (a.k.a. Bradley Manning), to name a few. Putin’s claim to fame is that he supposedly prevented US airstrikes against Syria. But, but, but! What about the Ukraine? The continued gay-bashing in Russia? The Ukraine?
Ah well, I have chosen to just enjoy the warm day, pick up sweet berries, plump tomatoes, and some of that rum almond croissant for brunch. Daughter wants to make some Shakshouka, hers a paired down version of the Middle Eastern dish (sans peppers). We can ponder what ails the world on full stomachs.