A blog hanging on the wall in the first act will shoot in the third. This is a new dawn for "Everywhere". Ten months have passed since the beginning of the long break, and most things have deteriorated since. We've got a deeply reactionary government, a new political police pretending to be an immigration police. It intimidates opposition protesters and gets rid of the foreigners among them, then the formal police arrests the rest. We've got a foreign policy consisting of making ambassadors sit on low, uncomfortable chairs and putting them down in a language they can't understand. We've got a Prime Minister who tells us foreigners are stealing our job and causing us to "become third world".
When the macro is in the dumps, the micro sometimes blossoms. On the personal level I've been having a great year, lost very few hairs and gained hardly any wegiht. I got to travel far and wide: to Bangkok, to the Polish-Ukrainian frontier country, to Moscow, Berlin, Paris, Jaljulya... I've got Itka by my side and it's stronger and more passionate than ever. I'm theatre critic with a major newspaper and am posting my reviews on yet another blog. I've completed another book (still unpublished, possibly unpublishable) and made lots of new friends. In short, this paragraph finds me well enough physically and mentally to take arms against the previous paragraph and kick the national reality in its graceful little bullocks, which, with the kind help of your reading eyes and typing fingers, I intend to do.