Someone suggested we meet
at 7:30AM at the Kerry Center. That’s a
long schlep down and would necessarily make my morning time at the gym impossible. Certainly though, I’d be up and at least the traffic wouldn't be bad. I made may
way on down at 6:30AM promptly into some bad but not impossible congestion. Turning from Gao Bai Lu onto Jing Mi, there was
a guy standing at the curbside, holding a snapping turtle tied by the
tail. The poor creature’s arms and legs
were extended. It was alive.
In
Phnom Penh, you used to be able to buy caged birds, down by the Mekong, which
you could buy and set free, thereby boosting your karma.
Turtles are auspicious creatures in the monasteries of Thailand. They are revered and cuckolded creatures in
Chinese lore. Was this guy offering up
this hapless snapping turtle as an object of liberation?
I
asked the driver if it had anything to do with Buddhism and he suggested it did
not. Rather these particular snapping
turtles, were not allowed to be sold.
They were a specialty food and someone would buy it to eat, if the guy
stood there, selling this illegal turtle, long enough.
Down
at the Kerry Center, in what’s become now a rather cavernous neighborhood, I’m
reminded of the first time I stayed here, some twenty-one years ago. I’m handcuffed with points to another loyalty
program so never have stayed here since then, though I have entered the lobby
and the bar many times. I spy my
meeting, sitting on the lobby couch, just like he said he’d be. There are two men, but I feel pretty
confident that one looks more “Brazilian” than the other. First though, I must finish talking to my
father, who is rather adamant about how he wants to settle something back there
at home. I keep eyeing the person I’m
likely to meet while I reassure my father on the other line.
Thursday, 05/09/10
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