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Violeta

Bruce and Mary have settled into a routine and there isn’t much new to report, lately. However, Bruce keeps a file called “post ideas” for just such occasions. Here’s a story about the natural force called Violet, or Violeta as we like to call her down here, from our days on Calle 59.

We’re enjoying the evening on the little patio fronting our flat on Calle 59 watching the buses go by as we sip on our beers and glasses of wine when Violet our next door neighbor asks to join us. “Sure, Violet.”

Violet continues the ongoing story of her career of confrontations, the latest one being about the renewal of her FM3 visa. She says her calls to her Novia Scotia MP (member of parliament) have resulted in the proper application of heat to the local IMS officials and that they will be delivering to her apartment, forthrightly, her new FM3. We are impressed with her power.

Then she launches a discourse on China, how it will be the next superpower, supplanting the good old US of A. This conversation draws me in and I do care to differ when she says that China has all this leverage over the US by virtue of the vast number of dollars they hold. Now I am no economist but I posit, or try to (very hard to get the floor when Violeta is on a roll) that we hold the leverage as with their investment they are very interested in maintaining a strong dollar and what is China to do in a worst case scenario, foreclose on America? Well I never really get the chance to get that last part in so I am just as happy when she shifts the conversation to her cancer. She tells us how her liver cancer “broke off” and went to her lungs, as she lights up another Lucky Strike. She took her chemo and now has been clear for 10 years. Hmmm.. strange story but a happy ending. We congratulate her. With that encouragement she feels compelled to share more of her vast cancer knowledge with us. She proceeds by telling us about the relationship between Alzheimers and brain cancer. I say, “Oh, I believe that is because of the similarities in the amyloidal adhesions.” “Oh yes!” she says, and the conversation continues over a few more wines and then Mary and I excuse ourselves and retire into our flat. “What was that amyloid crap about?” Mary asks. “Pure absolute BS I made up on the spot.” I tell her. “Wasn’t it fun?”

Thanks for visiting gentle reader. Well at least this was a short post for a change, it’s got that going for it. As usual Bruce appreciates any and all feedback. Hasta luego!