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DAY 82 (Sun 5 Aug '12): TENT-BOUND due to heavy rain in #Vichy this evening. Though we did manage to get out for quite a good, not-too-rainy walk after having made dinner in the living space of our tent, as we did last night as well (Mufidah made a gorgeous homemade vegetable soup on Saturday). Even simpler fare this evening — macaroni and cheese (with Gouda and sauteed chopped onions) served with sliced tomatoes topped with a dash of olive oil, basil and sea salt, accompanied with cups of fresh ginger tea.
After returning from our walk we played cards with one of the miniature decks which our dear friend Martin gave to us.
In the morning, after breakfast, we did another load of handwashed laundry so that our clothes would dry on the line before the forecast evening thunderstorms arrived. So when the rain did come we were quite organized, both within the tent and without, with all of our laundry washed over recent days.
The electric hot plate we bought about a month ago has proven to be incredibly helpful, giving us lots of flexibility over having to depend on the Cobb for everything.
Although it was quite a decision at the time for us to spend the €28 for it, we knew it would pay for itself in two to two-and-a-half weeks of not having to go through campstove gas canisters every two to three days. As we need the electrical hookup to power and charge our laptops and iPhones anyway, there's no incremental cost for using it to cook with as well.
And it gives us access to a second heat source — say, for sauteing vegetables, boiling water, cooking rice or pasta, etc. — when we're using the Cobb to prepare another dish.
Furthermore, we can cook inside our tent if, like tonight, it's raining out. And we can do so without carbon monoxide concerns, though we're super-careful to keep the hot plate on one of our wooden cutting boards, and to keep plenty of space around it while it's hot.
Apart from this, we both spent much of the afternoon reading the transcripts of Bella Dodd's 1952-53 U.S. Senate testimony. She was a former high-level functionary of the U.S. Communist Party until she realized, as an insider, that the Party was a sham, that its stated humanitarian ideals were merely a means to recruit disaffected individuals, groups and organizations to be tapped as 'useful idiots' for the aggregation of power to suit their one-world agenda.
Exactly the conclusion I came to after years of aligning myself, as an activist and writer, with so-called progressive politics, which I now know to be a controlled (pseudo-)opposition. A painful process of awakening to the very thing which Dodd uncovered.
So, an interesting read.
I then downloaded her autobiography to my iPhone and read a good chunk of it before dinner.
Despicable how manipulative and exploitative a tiny minority of folk can be. And distressing how easy it is for them to pull the wool over the eyes of warmhearted, well-meaning folk.
Had we all been given a critical education — rather than a deeply distorted anti-education — we'd be much better equipped to ward off such manipulation, of course the very reason we're not given such an education. Instead, it's imperative that we be propagandized from the nursery onwards, and then sucked into a world where bread and circuses — and phony (yet unspeakably murderous) wars and deliberately cast economic recessions and depressions — keep us distracted.
If you're interested in reading more about this sort of thing, there are a number of choice quotes which I published to my Twishort account earlier in the year.
Of course in the realm of social networking, we're told it's a great faux pas to say anything of this sort. We're only meant to 'big up' one another, never show our true hand. Just as we were raised to never discuss politics or religion at the dinner table.
What better way to keep us splintered and fragmented from one another, unable to speak of those dots which we've begun to connect. Keep anything of import to one's self.