From saviour to Villain?

The excitement of snow has worn off. Certainly looks like that around us. Last week we had that fantastic lot and now it’s all melting. It is a bit of a shame. Cycling in sludge though is a terrible great fun especially holding on to cleaning equipment while there are TWO dragons share the back. Little that space is for them however cosy they might get. Tobi today fell off. An act of knightmenship. Elena lost balance and could only regain moving to where he was. So he fell off to help her stay on. I didn’t have time to laugh in all the sliding and balancing, swinging and wild flapping of wings.

Otherwise these days they spend a lot of the time in one of the many Saunas we clean. Although I managed to agree, I think it has to do something with the positive vibes going on, that they give me a help at least with the saunas. My co-workers wonder how come I get my job done so quickly. I tell them I work hard and actually I do because house dragons aren’t that much help actually. Especially when it comes to cleaning which I think is a big underperformance on their name.

Last week we were beginning to believe that next spring Magpie mums and dads will sing songs of us at Virkakatu 5 who feed them through winter. Which would have come to a disappointing realisation come next winter because we will be gone and the next tenants might keep their 15 cats on the balcony.

Weekend came and Magpies didn’t collect their food. I discarded my concerns thinking that magpie anthropologists or to be more precise although there probably is another term, so human magpie-anthropologists got it all wrong and these curious birds do not collect food in little holes they dig to merely just stockpile them oh no! They gather up so they can take the weekend off and party! I thought but then came Monday and it’s passed now but the birds didn’t come. I wonder, it might be that the last bits of bread I put out on Friday were not to their taste. They may have gone bad rather then dry and I’ve given them a bed stomach so we are off the preferred dine out destinations list. It could also be that they just don’t like rye bread. I don’t blame them although I know come time we leave Finland I will miss it.

I don’t know if scaring them away now is good or bed. On the one hand there is the next generation counting on us for quality easy access food in plenty but getting only 15 cats on the other hand another winter where everyone have to work their socks off as usual.

It all depends I guess on whether Magpies are like 20th century humans, care only about their on generation or they are into that sustainability and harmonious Gaia thing. The worst bit is that I will never know. My Magpie is rather lousy.

BlaBla, do you remember Blabla? He is rather lonely now. Got kind of forgotten and left out in the big excitement of south american church going and dragons only club attitude. Lili fortunately has noticed. Today for example she has prepared him a very nice plum soup and something else I didn’t really want to it, it had some odd ingredients. She even fetched some cat food for him when he was still hungry and made him a nice bed. She shut the lights and closed the door to her room, only sneaking in quietly every now and again to get something out for playing with while he was asleep. Later on when blabla woke up she played some jumping game with him. Very kind of her. Considerate.

Reminder for all: should you meet racism remind yourselves that other one, however despicable his acts might be is a human being. Just because someone denies himself humanity we shall not deny it from them. With that I would follow some more on Bakunin’s ideas. We can be free only by allowing one and other, by recognising the human being in each other