While running around today – office, meeting, shopping, home – several things, pleasant and un-, came into my head to write about; but instead –
just one small thing: those New Zealand tourism commercials are running again, with their seductive jingles, beautiful landscapes, and happy families (especially the amazingly hunky, athletic dads with their shirts off); but they make me really angry: the promise of happiness, the possibility that Oceania represents, the utopian image of that (non-Amida-Buddhist) Pure Land – irrational it may be, but they brings up all the bile from my Australian deportation (for being HIV+ – long story), the disappointment of aging, and perhaps most of all envy of those who seem healthy and happy....
I didn't say they were attractive responses. But they are, unfortunately, real.
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