After an exhausting week of playing catch-up with medical appointments, I looked forward to a relatively open next week. Well it was open until our GP decided David needed to return to see our ENT guy. As I had suggested to Dr L that David can’t remember anything two minutes, and that he needed to give me any information, he gave David a note with the ENT’s name address and phone number.
Problem was, it was wrong.
I discovered this when I dialed the number. I also discovered that although the wrong number belonged to a different ENT that “appeared” to be located near us owing to the ZIP code address, it was an office outside the beltway which to David and me is on the other side of the moon.
When we do venture outside the beltway, it is an all day or week-long excursion, not a quick trip. I am no longer possessed by the wanderlust. I have learned to “be still” and “be content.”
Alexis de Tocqueville wrote that what struck him about Americans was their restlessness, their eternal pursuit of the greenback (what money was called in the nineteenth century). This quest for the green can be seen again and again in our literature, for example, in the ‘the green light at the end of Daisy’s dock’ in The Great Gatsby. If you have read Gatsby, you know that he comes to a sad end, as did his creator, F. Scott Fitzgerald.
I was thinking about Gatsby again this week because I’ve been reading Azar Nafisi’s Republic of Imagination. Nafisi, is a literary critic and professor of English with the University of Maryland. She is also an Iranian-American immigrant and author of Reading Lolita in Teheran.
I love both of her books and highly recommend them.
I’m currently reading the section in Republic of Imagination, on Babbitt, by Sinclair Lewis.
You, astute reader can probably guess who Babbitt brought to mind. Well of course it was the fellow who dominated the news this week, our very own President Babbit the epitome of everything wrong with us as a nation.
Oh for the days of FDR who thought it was far better to save our environment than destroy it in the pursuit of money.