Friday, February 22, 2008

Changes


I was just one of those mornings.

I did not feel fully rested, since I had, had nightmares the night before.
And this morning, my right booby had playfully peeked out of my bathing suit, while swimming in the gym’s Olympic size pool. The culprit was obviously the loose strap of my bathing suit.

I should point out that occasional family gatherings with my kin will tend to provoke nightmares. If you think I am exaggerating, just see for yourself what a typical gathering entails when visiting my brother Martin. This is when I took a visiting aunt, as well as my mother to visit his house.

-“I don’t see the Peru channel anymore. All the time, it’s only bad news. Can you believe an old man went to the hospital for medical treatment, and his gold teeth were extracted while he was unconscious? Also, there is a wave of suicides. People just see hopelessness and intake “Racutin” which is rat poison. You see that all the time in the news!” said my sister- in-law Coty, while Christian music played in the background.

-“Can’t we listen to regular music Coty?” I innocently inquired.

-“We don’t listen to music of the world any more. Do you want to see a DVD about people who went to hell and describe what hell is like?” Coty asked enthusiastically.

Although I was secretly amused by Coty’s newly found fervent dedication to her Temple and her newly inculcated belief system, I drew the line whenever she started to talk negatively about saints and The Virgin Mary, that is when I passionately defended my beliefs, and usually conflict ensued.

Today, I decided to play it cool as there where visitors and I humored her telling her she could play it (not likely I was going to convert to her clan anyway) this was just for sport. Coty tried for 20 minutes to play the DVD, and both her DVD players would not function.

- “El maligno (evil one), doesn’t want me to play it. This can’t be, I was watching DVD’s earlier!”

Not playing the DVD in question, she settled for sermons played through her cd player. The summary of the recruiting talk was that basically there will come a time when the Antichrist will rule the earth, and everyone, will be required to wear a chip, or they won’t be able to buy or sell anything. The Antchrist will be highly regarded by the people, and seen like a savior.

I casually joked that perhaps it was Obama, since he is gaining momentum in the race, being virtually a political rookie in comparison.

-“A sister in the Temple said that she believes that he is! For it is said that he will rule for 7 years, if Obama wins, I am sure then the day of reckoning is near.” Coty said this vehemently.

My brother Martin said in jest, “Man if Hillary gets hold of that information, she can use it to her advantage!”

Oh shit, I was being facetious in my comment, as Martin was too, yet Coty was earnestly serious! For for a moment, I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. A clue as to how this election would play out. This sinking feeling similar to the one I had with the outcome of the 2000 elections turned out.

-“I am so upset, can you believe Inka Cola soft drinks were bought out by the Chileans?” They are buying everything! And you know they want to invade Peru again! They were about to, just before the elections, when it was thought Ollanta Humala, a leftist was going to win.” Martin said.

-“ That is true. My best friend is Chilean, figure that. I was in a reunion in her house, and unknown to the rest of the party that I am Peruvian, one of them confirmed that they were getting ready to attack.” My aunt said.

-“You know they have the back up of the Ecuadorians which also hate us. You know who was minister of defense before she was elected president of Chile. I just hope the Argentineans would step in, and help us if that ever happened. We gave them jet fighters when they had the Malvinas conflict. And you know they hate the Chileans, because they helped the British win the Malvinas conflict. They spied for them using satellites and allowed their planes to fuel in Chile. If only the Peruvian presidents were half way honest, our military power would be invincible.” Martin said.

-“What role Hugo Chavez would play in this, do you think, if this ever came to be, and what is their motivation?” I asked Martin.

-“For land! Now they are arguing a section of the Pacific Ocean, which the Chileans claim belongs to them.
Chavez is very close friend of Humala, yet, he is very close to Rafael Correa of Ecuador too. I think Evo Morales would back us, since we have good relations with them, and he is close friend of Chavez.

The problem is the dishonesty of the elected presidents. Since Ignacio Prado who took chests full of gold, and jewelry donated by the elite in the war of the Pacific in 1883 with Chile, to buy ammunition in Europe. He simply vanished with the loot. Fujimory was not even Peruvian, he had no qualms about selling national assets to foreign investors, I mean he sold electricity to the Chileans, and the cost of power is outrageous!

As for Alejandro Toledo? He promised jobs, and all he did was travel with a huge entourage in private planes abroad. They spent lavish amounts while letting the economy tank even further. When he left, rumors abound that there were trailers loading from the Presidential Palace in the dark of night. His wife Elaine Karp, was not the exception.

There is a plant which grows in the Amazon jungle called Sacha Inchi which yields 50% Omega 3 oil. Anyway, Karp sold 5 tons of seeds of this plant which only grows in Peru to the French. Now there was a dispute between the French and The Peruvians, since the French intended to cultivate and grow this plant and trademark it as their own.

Last but not least Alan Garcia, who stole untold wealth in the form of bars of gold shipped through Panama, leaving the economy in dire situation in his previous term." said Martin.

-“Yeah, my mom says she is not going back to Peru, until Garcia is no longer in power; what a shame he was re-elected.
You know Martin, I’ve told you before that you should prepare yourself to run for president of Peru one day! You have the presence, charisma, and passionate ideology to make a popular candidate. I’d be your advisor... or rather the female (nicer) version of Rasputin.” I said not entirely joking.


That night, with all the talk about ‘you know who,’ I went to bed with the lights on.






To be continued…