2010/08/07 Amsterdam
Tired
Knock on the door
Marlise Simons and Alan Cowell wrote an article (published in yesterday’s Herald Tribune) about Naomi Campbell’s testimony at the war crimes trial of Charles Taylor.
‘Ms. Campbell said she went to bed soon after the dinner because she was tired. After she fell asleep, she said, there was a knock on the door and two men gave her a small pouch. One of them said, “A gift for you,” she said.
The men did not introduce themselves or say whom the gift was from, she said, and she went back to sleep without opening it. “I was extremely tired and I wasn’t sure who they were,” she said. Asked by a judge if she did not think this strange, she replied, “It’s not abnormal for me to get gifts; I get gifts all the time.”’
Isn’t this a benign way of describing corruption or prostitution? “I get gifts all the time.”
On the other hand, my godson gets gifts all the time as well.
Perhaps I should start calling him “Naomi”.
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I like to get gifts as well, but I am not a world famous model. I guess getting gifts from shady dictators is not always a bad thing, although I would be worried when I would have the slightest idea they want something in return...
Gifts
By this definition any husband buying his wife a piece of jewelry or even bunch of flowers is engaging in corruption.
I find the Campbell's story hard to believe, but I suppose we will just have to take it at face value. After all, it is Charles Taylor who is on trial. I find the interest in Campbell's testimony somewhat perverse. I suppose a media icon is simply more interesting than all those poor people without limbs thanks to the likes of Mr. Taylor.
I'm not sure that it is right to connect prostitution and corruption. I do not think many sex workers regard the fees they charge their clients as "gifts". Rather, it is their well-earned pay.
For a man regarded as having great moral standing, Mandela (or Madiba as we South Africans call him) has sometimes made very strange choices when it comes to dinner guests.
I have found a gift for your godson that even will make you jealous.
'never look a gift horse in the mouth'
And I agree with Carlos Dee
Perhaps
Better to make "Naomi" a verb. Less chance for confusion.
Your Godson is naommied.
Fussy dream:
I was in a shack with silk walls and a brick fireplace, in the middle of night and nowhere. Arnon or Goliath called on my cellphone. I had a hard time making something clear, and hung up.
Five minutes later he unexpectedly arrived via the back - door something. Much taller than I had imagined him to be, but we shook hands - both not very much amused.
We scrolled outside the pasture were I met Dens Powells wearing a grey pullover with the name of some fancy American university on it, and I met an other guy too, also introduced as Dens Powells.
Others arrived with torches or flashlights.
We peeped into an Gregorian church and where led to the catacombs, by probably B**t, all quite narrow fitting - and I faintly even remember a marble Maria statue falling down on some of us..
- here ends the dream.
( I had a friend, actually the inventor of "Spreeksteen", who believes dreams are actually true in some other dimension where one does meet and conglomerates as on some pure spiritual platform. But it takes a training and good will to make this an evolving conscious experience, he added.)
- A way out of mental isolation?
So, Arnon or Dens, do you happen to recall meeting me last night in a dream? Next time I'll wear a Maltese Cross.
And sorry for being off topic and myopic and all.
A nightmare?
What about dream ethics?
Naomi?
Someone is trolled here all the time!
Sssjt,David,they're all dreaming.I will take a blank book tomorrow and copy your little stories on the right pages.I think I have to leave the left side empty,for I don't no what.
They seem nice to have and going through the blog is such a hassle.It might become a present for someone as well.It also might be an idea that slowly fades out.
Actually quit amazing beautiful people like this still arn't welcome in most average american households, unless the door is kept half wide open..
Josiane Pollet! You have made this David feel so much better.
Do you happen to be pregnant? I hope it so much. All this left/right page stuff ... . I think I love you!
I believe it's only corruption or prostitution when you get gifts for favours or little chores. Without some kind of exchange, it's purely getting gifts, i.e. love.
david duinker
Would you like to meet me? Are you good with rocks?
How do you feel about homosexuality?
Freud
Secretly wanting to get gifts during dreaming of blank pages or meeting hobbits is not as innocent as it might look for a regular person without the intellect that I have to suffer. The beauty of Noami, which can be helped, for example by Taylor and his companions, seem to force men, by counter projection of the latter, into giving away bodily fluids to working girls while godsons, of all people, get less presents then they should.
Love is like a gift but a gift is not like love. (haha, some Hallmark wisdom on a lazy Sunday morning)
steve
You are right, he is naommied.
Dear Milan van Opmeer,
you are an interesting case......
my very best regards,
Eric W.