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[Jun. 11th, 2005|10:43 pm] |
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I don't understand why there are more opportunities in a big city. Maybe because there's more people there and each one of them tries to offer something that you don't have. Everybody is in the push mode like in the main town square on a market day. You walk around, look at the stalls with cheese and vegetables, buy a grilled chicken, covered with strange greasy sauce. It's hot, it burns your fingers, your lips, your tongue. This old lady that sells you radishes, why is she so old? What does she do all her other days? Does she have any children? Is this young man who unloads boxes with tomatoes from a white Suzuki truck her son? He wears jeans and a t-shirt that says "Just do it!" What is it that he just does? Unloading the truck? Or something else? Her fingers are old and arthritic. But the radishes are so fresh. I haven't eaten anything this fresh in years. When I was a kid my mom used to send me to the market to buy some radishes and scallions. Old women, babushkas, sold them in bunches. I still remember the price, 35 kopeks each. I would walk along the row of those babushkas, looking at the bunches of radishes, trying to find the biggest one. And I would finally pick one, and hand my coins, 20 and 15, to the lucky old woman. She would take the coins, without looking, without counting. She would pull out of her pocket an old piece of cloth, unwrap it, add my coins to a small pile of her riches, wrap the cloth again, and hide this little bundle of money deep in her skirt. What did she do with all those coins after the market close? Bought bread, or maybe socks for her children or grandchildren. Why is it that old women sell radishes in bunches on a market day? Don't they have something better to do on a sunny morning like this one. Bake bread, tell stories, dance, sing... Is it because they need the money? What is it about money that we all need in it? And the bigger the city, the more money you need. To pursue the opportunities.To "just do it!", while wearing a t-shirt with a meaningless swoosh, copyritghted by a large corporation, so that nobody else can reproduce it without a written permission blah-blah-blah. I wonder if Bill Gates wears one of those. Or maybe Alan Greenspan. Because they are obviously in control, they've "done it" many times on many market days, and they were so good at it that people just keep coming and coming for more. They come and listen, because there's a big city opportunity in every word of the guru. His words scale the crowds across the world. Swoosh! Over babushkas with radishes, over kids with small coins, over town squares on a market day. |
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