As of today, our rally for refugees is cancelled. I didn't want to announce it, because so many people laughed to begin with. We cancelled it because it was ineffective and inefficient, because all the people collected together in a tiny space that should be anything BUT apathetic...gave no response. 11 is not a lucky number and our banners are not that impressive. I am not discouraged in a defeatist kind of way. I know it is only temporary and I know it is not a vapid or a self-righteous cause.
All I want to do is to go to a refugee camp for a week. I may have to include flight time because I don't have that many vacation hours and some of them are going to Bonnaroo. In the meantime, while we're confessing, I am STILL writing thank you notes, cleaning up from the flood of 2011 and trying to keep my husband fed... even if it's subjecting myself to watching him eat PB&J, apple sauce and chips.
I would love my job if all the Americans didn't get in the way...it distracts from the illusion that I really am in my clients' world.
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