Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Politicomania in the grocery store

Imagine, that I found myself a few times now, politicalizing the fruit and the vegetable I would be purchasing.  In the middle of the grocery stalls, looking at tomatoes from Syria and oranges from Lebanon, olive oil from Cairo, I am there thinking about repressive governments, daily bombings, people deprived of  the most basic freedoms, local producers and their livings.
I now think I am suffering from PTSD, or the world has gone so crazy that I am getting crazy myself, and I miss the time when I would choose a strawberry from its smell and color…

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