They have the month of workers here, nothwithstanding nobody works ; and the month of the mother and of the children and all the rest. And the month of the amigo, although it is my considered opinion they are bereft of internal life sufficient to actually have a friend.i There's also the mes de la dulzura, which seems to have come about six or seven times in three years, making the purpose of the whole bullshit quite transparent.
Not nearly as transparent, however, as the Month of the Chair. Fancy that wonder. They hopefully sit on poles the rest of the year.
Postcards from Nutland
You, who don't live in Nutland, have no fucking idea what it's like. Allow me to try and give you an idea.
Why did they put the cars inside the house ? Yes. What do you mean why, for the same reason they do all the psychotic nonsense they do. They probably saw something in a magazine from Miami and misunderstood what's going on. Sometime in 1972. And they've been doing this ever since, stuffing CARS in narrow urban shop windows.
That little table there ? The one forced into a tiny space in a corner, under the relentless onslaught of housecars ? That's what's left of sanity in Argentina. It's... well for one thing it's not doing too well, and for the other it's entirely made in China, as you can see.
This is Argentina, you realise, a picture worth forty million people.
- Can a cow have a friend in another cow ? Are the teenaged classmates united by whatever circumstance friends for the brief interval until graduation ? If you sit before the same TV watching the same tired old teams do the same tired old passes on the same soccer fields are you friends thereby ? If you sit on the same seats in the same box on wheels for years, every morning and every evening, friends therefore ? [↩]