Another "sign" along the Rue de l'Esperance, found stenciled today on the wall of a building:
[https://scontent-a-cdg.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-frc3/q71/s720x720/1380087_6\ 90185317672271_839918340_n.jpg] https://scontent-a-cdg.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-frc3/q71/s720x720/1380087_69\ 0185317672271_839918340_n.jpg <https://scontent-a-cdg.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-frc3/q71/s720x720/1380087_6\ 90185317672271_839918340_n.jpg> --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "TurquoiseB" wrote: > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, wrote: > > > > Sitting in cafes in Paris was cool when everyone was allowed to > > smoke Gauloises and Gitanes and talk about Existentialism. > > Now the health fascists have banned the practice the > > conformists have won the day. > > LIES! The health fascists have NOT banned talk about > Existentialism! > > Those given to such things still are allowed to do so, and > can even smoke their Gauloises and Gitanes on the > terrace while doing it. > > But to be honest, many of them these days are smoking > those electronic cigarettes and "vaping" these days. It's > all the rage. > > > ---In fairfieldlife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb@ wrote: > > > > That's what it says on the steet sign across the road from where I'm > > sitting. The Street Of Hope. Cool. And the password for the free Wifi > > at this cafe is 'cafe'. That's cool, too. And they have Westmalle > > Tripel. That's just WAY cool. What can I say? I am easily amused > > by little things. > > > > But still, doesn't sitting down in a new cafe to write in and > > discovering that you're literally sitting on the Street Of Hope sound > > like a *sign*? Maybe what I should write about, in this new writing > > cafe, is HOPE. > > > > OK, here goes. > > > > Hope. I still have it, in spades. > > > > Despite what has been said about me on this forum and others in the > > past, I am *not* at heart a cynic. I know few people *more* hopeful > > than I am. And I see ample reason in the world I see around me to > > *be* hopeful. > > > > It's really not such a bad place. > > > > Get over it, if you believe it is. > > > > This world is full of great beauty and great art and great love. And > > these things are there even in the darkest corners of supposed > > hopelessness. And what you focus on, you become. > > > > When I find someone who's invented a new artform, as has Elena Divina > > with her Cyr wheel in the videos I posted earlier, I focus on that, > > and I feel more hopeful. A world that can produce that is FAR from > > hopeless. > > > > It's like the ending to Woody Allen's "The Purple Rose Of Cairo." > > Cecilia (Mia Farrow) has had a bad day. She's on the street, homeless > > after telling her abusive husband to fuck off, and finding out that > > the other man she'd fallen in love with is fictional. She has nowhere > > to stay, and nowhere to go, and has very little money in her pockets. > > But she finds herself standing in front of a movie theater, and spends > > one of her last coins to go in and watch the movie. > > > > And up on the screen is Fred Astaire. And suddenly there is hope. > > Because no world that has Fred Astaire in it could possibly be > > hopeless. > > >
