2010/08/02 Amsterdam
Natural surrounding
Afghanistan
The summer of 2006 was the summer of Afghanistan – I traveled for the first time to Afghanistan, it was my first embed with an army as well.
The summer of 2007 was the summer of the chambermaid – I worked as a chambermaid in a hotel in Bavaria and I was happy.
The summer of 2008 was the summer of Swiss trains – I worked as a steward in the dining car of several Swiss trains. Ah, nothing better than Swiss trains.
The summer of 2009 was the summer of massage – I worked as a masseur in a Romanian resort and I discovered that a man is bigger than his disgust.
The summer of 2010 is the summer of hospitals. The hospital has become my natural surrounding. Soon I will become a nurse. If you want to celebrate life you should be able to celebrate other people’s excrements as well.
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i do not want to look at that picture
can you hide the picture (as you can hide comments)?
Isn't The Arnon a little stream which amounts in the Black Sea, Utopian speaking? According to mythologie-
Every human excretion can be worth celebrating, if only the conditions are appropriate.
Eating
Shit is the inevitable result of eating. While I celebrate my food, I regard my excrement as an unfortunate by-product. As for other people's excrements, well that's their business.
Of course, there are those Germanic "platform toilets". Apparently some people take great interest in their bowel movements.
But what about your excretions, David, would you tax them?
I am threefold minded on secretions, even fourfold at times. One there's shit in generall, two the piss and sting,- trice more flued stuff like sweet sweat and, your mother knows what? Eat the latter and thou will reach eternall life, like rural apes do.
The summer of 2011 might be the one of graveyards and or giant yachts; motherlessly - but a golden ring and bitter champaigne and supernatural discovery.
Shit, man. Ain't nothin' natural 'bout a hospital. That's the whole point.
Arnon, a friend of mine works in the 'thuiszorg' in Amsterdam Oud Zuid. His stories are intriguing. Perhaps an interesting variation to your nursing idea for writing adventures?
Final destiny
Let’s face it Arnon, you attract the more or less mentally ill. Your final destiny could be director of a nutty fruit-cake hospital. Me as a senior patient, I volunteer for the job of artistic office assistant.
Bernard
Yes, The Arnon Grunberg Asylum Foundation.
To Bernard
"Let’s face it Arnon, you attract the more or less mentally ill." One of the sharpest analyses you have contributed so far.
Bernard
I apply for the vacancy of Janitor
Welcome, Dens! Now as the Janitor of Lunacy (a nice song by Nico by the way
http://tiny.cc/gfww0)
Welcome doctor Dutoit!
But some have to wait before they can get in, they have to wait until they are a bit older. When they have become wonderful sarcastic grumpy old men.