I just made something very stupid this last week… I’m officially running for the next season of the portuguese Big Brother tv reality show. Now renamed “Big Brother - A Revolução”.
I probably won’t have anything quite significant to do in terms of job missions*. There’s almost no tourists arriving in my hometown, the sunny Lisbon, nowadays. And the few ones that will be coming to my country in the last months of this horrific year will be searching to stay in country houses with swimming pools, lying in the sun all day long. So, no touristic tours to some locations to watch some museums and monuments.
The official portuguese tourism board are spreading the news that we don't expect the dynamics of our local airports to come back to what it was in previous Covid-19 times no sooner than... In 2024. Four bloody years from now!...
With this quite pessimist forecast, as well as them tourists, I also have to search for new things to do. New job opportunities. To be able to pay my bills and vices.
No, I haven’t changed my mind about tv reality shows. And lately I even had given to me some very precious words of wisdom from a new friend fo mine. After briefly watching my personal exposure on social media sites, and perhaps mainly because of my three blogs, in her nobility she wrote to me this:
"My precious Jose, let us not give the crowd the "food",
which they would then never hesitate to use as an "instrument
to ridicule us at a later stage!”
Well, this is all very true. But I need to make my hands grab some money. So, I’m aware that I'm about to prostitute** myself. But I have to do it.
At the end of the day, I just hope to profit from this experience. I will have the spotlight on me and I will use that to expose a cause. A social cause that concerns all citizen that feel to be crushed by the prepotency of the state where they live. A cause I’ve already wrote something about on another blog of mine.
Just watch me!… If in fact I will be in mid September inside the house.
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* If by any chance there will be someone interested on what I do as a job, and willing to give me a hand or propose me any kind of useful partnership... In all of those cases, please click here.
** At the end of the day, don't we all prostitute ourselves?... All of us, starting by kings and presidents...
** At the end of the day, don't we all prostitute ourselves?... All of us, starting by kings and presidents...
2 comentários:
Dear Giuseppe,
It was very interesting, as always, to read your thoughts.
Maestro also used to say that "la mia Arte non e una prostituta per venderla" ("my Art
is not a prostitute to sell it") and thus, he has never sold any of his artworks.
I see your "in between the lines" regarding all of us prostituting ourselves throughout our life time, in one way of another, when we work in an office, or at the Post Office counter, supermarket till etc... we all get paid for it, and - some of us - often feel very unhappy doing what we do, because we would otherwise do something very different, if we had the money and an opportunity of being "free" and not "slaves" of our daily bread!
With all my deepest friendship and esteem for you,
Angelica
P.S. Surprisingly and unexpectedly for you, I do have a suggestion for a possible "collaboration", having Finland in mind, an old thought (idea) of Maestro which came back to my mind, and which I recall that I have already suggested to one Estate Agent (who was from Finland), but who (probably being a woman!?!) never truly seriously reverted to me or did anything about it. we can discuss this, and see if you can assist, for which - obviously - we shall all have own "gifts". Maestro was an extremely noble and generous man, and I shall always do as how he would have done!
Dear lady,
About all of us as prostitutes, you don't see my point... What was it in the sentence "All of us, starting by kings and presidents..." that you don't understand?...
But regarding you I will shut my mouth, from now on. I have being thinking plenty of things to tell you in your face. All of these things would be going to hurt your feelings. So, it's better that I stay silent.
Perhaps just one more thing... Mind games don't work with me. Unless one is truly and enormously good at it. Or unless one was born in Pãrnu, Estonia.
All the luck in this world to you, dear lady
Giuseppe
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