I think terrorists and stoke-brokers should have real friends, eat more chocolate and think less of sex

Tonight I cooked a nice dinner, Basmati rice I got from an Indian colleague, topped with green curry paste I got from Verena's last trip to Thailand, broccoli and cauliflower and sweet sesame paste from my French ex-flatmate Marina.

I ate this delicious dinner while reading the newspaper and hearing a song compilation I made for Andrea. The newspaper, as usual in these times, was disappointing.

Financial crisis in the west and terrorist attacks in the east; both are terrible ways of treating innocent human beings. The victims of the crisis are loosing their savings and their health and social services. The victims of terrorism loose also a lot: their arms, their legs, their dads, their husbands and wives, their brothers and daughters...

The crisis and terrorism are both caused by men taking advantage of others. Business men and stoke-brokers are happy to steal money. Terrorists are happy to send young boys to trigger bombs attached to their bodies...the reason? I know they think that virgin teenagers will wait for them in heaven and after dying in the attack, they think they will fuck them...and that's it.

Bankers in New York and London and Frankfurt also do what they do (steal money) to get laid. They buy cocaine and have sex with prostitutes...not in heaven, but in penthouses.

Since the news in the paper were too sad, I decided to finish my piñata. Yes! I am working once more in a piñata. So, this is what I did:

I sat on the floor with my glass of red wine, chocolate cookies (digestives, for the British among you), scissors, glue, coloured paper (crepe paper, for the handicraft-junkies among you) and nice music on the background. I started to work, ate and drank and then I got it!!!

In the song playing I heard the line “love is the answer”, then I thought of the Beatles and “all you need is love” and all that hippie crap...really, I have a possible answer to make this world a better place!

I don't think that a person sitting in his kitchen, hearing to the music he likes, having glass of his favourite drink, eating food prepared with ingredients from the people he loves, having chocolate cookies and then, he builds a piñata for a small lovely girl would ever, ever think of robbing or killing innocents.

I think terrorists and stoke-brokers should have real friends, eat more chocolate cookies...and think less of shagging prostitutes in expensive hotels (or raping virgins in heaven). They should get a girlfriend, get in love, with her, maybe have children and make piñatas for them.


P.S. maybe it also helps to hear some songs by Nina Simone, Elvis Presley, Sigur Ros, Radiohead...and the supremes!