The power that African-Americans hold over white Americans

On peut parfois et meme souvent se connecter a la realite sous les apparences sociales et historiques.  C'est pas du surrealisme.

still from Hitchcock's "Rebecca" with Judith Anderson (left) and Olivia DeHavilland (right)//df


Le poids de l'histoire effectivement pese si lourdement.   Le ressentiment de coupabilite se cache bien et hante non seulement des individus mais peut-etre aussi egalement des races entieres.  Difficile a enlever ce poids quand elles s'y attachement si vigoureusement et que l'autre ne veulent pas bien s'arreter a y exercer ce pouvoir si magique, si remarquable.

La chretiennete y joue pour beaucoup beaucoup.

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Des chats + La Grece

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zh_n17IB32Y

Who's Afraid of the Millennial Generation?

Although I do hesitate giving a business five stars--I'm not American enough--and certainly not a Yelp millennial--, to lapse into the refreshing reuse of "Wow!!! Effin' awesome!," thereby jumping on the generational bandwagon (of hyperbole), unless I am highly satisfied in every aspect--, I decided to give a full endorsement to Urban Animal. 

Why? Because by comparison with some truly bad experiences (Cat Clinic of Seattle and Queen Anne Animal Clinic) in the past eight years, they have earned my trust and appreciation.

I found out of the existence of the downtown location by talking over the phone with a staff person at the Capitol Hill location. She really listened attentively and caringly. And she gave informed answers.

This was the opposite of the treatment I received at the Cat Clinic of Seattle, where within one minute, the horrible older fat Caucasian woman would say in a nasty tone of voice, "Bring him [your cat] in at once," and then practically hanging up the phone. Another time, that same individual treated me openly with contempt when I came in one Saturday--when there was nothing "going on"--to get an invoice. People, including minorities like myself, don't forget about things (barely disguised racism) like that.

My cat had been making rasping, rattling sounds that I had mistaken for idiosyncratic snoring on her part.

When I finally took my cat to the downtown clinic, I was treated well, with kindness and politeness. The possible plans for treatment were laid out clearly, and there was no "hard sell" whatsoever.

Unlike the Queen Anne Animal Clinic, where I was led to believe that I could put my 16-year-old cat under anesthesia to clean his teeth, at Urban Animal I was given sound, practical, honest advice.

In the end, the conservative approach--giving my cat a round of antibiotics in case my cat's congenital upper respiratory approach had flared up--seems to work. No invasive looking down her throat or x-rays, although I was sent an estimate of the work and cost of the more aggressive (and considerably more expensive) treatment.

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My generation protested in the streets so that the conformity they saw all around them could be challenged, which, unfortunately and most evidently, is not the case with most of those writing on this website.

I never thought the 1950's would come back so soon, in full force.



"How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is
To have a thankless child!"

une vue d'un des pavillions des Halles de Paris (detruits pendant les annees 70)

http://www.paris-unplugged.fr/1967-les-halles-avant-destruction/

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