Smoke and..

Smoke and other very Bad-Screens…

We try, we really do, to advocate a positive spin on our island BUT—
Stuff you are not supposed to see.
This morning a pony died in the upper regions of our village!

For those who have ever wondered what happens in such sad situations; in a place without hearses, never mind large animal disposal units, it is not an easy task.
It requires manpower with stoic stomach and muscle. (A lorry to deposit said animal to the dump beyond Mandraki; with some fire and other dumping on top)

But today the usually cloaked event was thwarted by bureaucracy, not Hydra motivated, but new law; on-high, the large corpse lay for hours. The Central government has created such dismal events to be delayed because of time/manpower, or the new lack of it. Had it been mid-summer hot; well, flies and accompanying plague may have had fun instead.

We try hard to pretend that the global economy and more specifically Greece’s financial woes’ do not affect our little island— never mind outer Kaministan. But we cannot escape the reality anymore; no matter how much we bury our heads, and not donkeys, in the dirt.

Dirt being the tip of the anti-sword of new austerity measures, dictated by red-tape helmets in the Big Olive, have enforced measures that seem ludicrous to those of us who simply pay our simply way.

For those of you who would like to buy a stamp to send something snail-mail home; allocate an hour or three. Such activity is now under the duress of one poor employee who must deal with EVERY postal service. (Even poorer the other staff who were given early retirement) The queue in winter already goes out the door.
Thanks again smart government from the big all-seeing economic powerhouse that used to be Athens.

So in case you think this is alien waffle, here is the skinny as laid down by local discussion. The mayor has issued an ultimatum to the central authority. Give me back my employees in order to keep our island “clean” or I will Walk out. Toooo right !!

We could make this a political issue, but that is not what we are about.

I simply walked down to our garbage collection point, and noticed a lot more rubbish in the street. This however is so much as silly complaint to a life removed, that it is embarrassing to state, but the message is honest. If we feel it, then be ‘advised’ we are all under ‘advisement’. Time to be aware…

All we can do is accelerate our personal “carry-a-bag-and-clean-as-we-go” help.

I’ll do my shit… now if only 6 billion other did one nice thing for humanity, once a day, no matter how minuscule, despite the circumstances, well then; we stand a small chance.
Just one small, kind thing, not about one’s own agenda, or someone else’s imposed agenda… simply something that was “NICE”

David Fagan

David Fagan is CEO, president, managing director, author, publisher, and chief bottlewasher of DavidFagan.org. On his first visit to Hydra back in 1983, David decided that owning a bar in this exotic location was an ideal way not to spend the rest of his life in the fast-lane of corporate advertising and journalism. It was an idea spawned by the Honorable Bill Cunliffe of Bill’s Bar, renowned wateringhole for anyone who knew this part of the world at the time. He and a couple of old-timers, Anthony Kingsmill and Leonard Bernstein, planted the seed: Come!