You would have never thought of running into people ballroom-dancing in the park. But here in GoVap new park, where the young trees are still being nursed, and the lights barely lit up, people came out and did just that. Young and old, male and female, they came out when the heat started to ease. Reminds me of a line in Saturday in the Park, by Chicago (people dancing, people talking, a man selling ice-cream).
Meanwhile, the Prime Minister said 42,000 people still died from unexploded land mines (see Huffington Post).
Perhaps the late Princess Diana would have grieved in her grave.
That’s amount to a lot of dancing feet, had they remained above ground.
Someone was practicing the violin tonight . Last night, I heard a flute (which reminded me of my daughter). It’s soon be time for me to pick up the guitar again.
Survival instruments.
When it’s hot, crowded and polluted, you just don’t go out and buy Friedman’s book. You learn how to cope with realities.
Young students got used to taking the bus. It saves time and money, although in this culture, or even in the US, when you wait for the bus, you are either homeless or down-and-out on your luck.
Public transit somehow was played down by the likes of Ford and GM, when gas was still cheap and the streets spare of traffic.
Those dynamics have now changed, especially here in Asia.
People had resisted the helmet law for a while, until they became convinced by the saved lives. Brad Pit and Angelina Jolie were here to adopt their Vietnamese child.
They had ridden the streets of Ho Chi Minh City right before the law took effect.
The last of the Mohicans.
f it weren’t for the computers, we would see more youth troubles on the street. As it turns out, they are sitting right next to me, and behind me.
I am staying out of trouble too, even at my age.
Social media, blogging, and gaming.
Some companies (French ones) went ahead and forbade employees from using email. They prefer instant messaging for quick results.
Facebook was prescient on this, when its CEO announced the death of email as we knew it.
Young people communicate instantly without format and formality.
Just a quick question.
Here is a quick answer.
Boom!
Hurry up and get to the park, where people are talking, people are dancing, a man selling ice-cream.
Any day in the park.
A platform, a boombox, a partner and there we go.
One and two, one and two.
Dancing under the stars.
The good Lord rains on the field of both the good and the evil.
He gave each a longing for beauty that transcends place, politics and power of the purse.
Who says poor people are boring? I think the opposite is true.
Thang Nguyen 555 