Sunset on Playa Chacala today . . .
>>> NOTE: I will address the verbal ALICE-IN-WONDERLAND event that occured on the beach today when I was approached by the TERSE (but civil and seriously mis-worded) representative of the GRINGO-FRENCH LEGION (or Leagonaire's Disease, depending), at the VERY BOTTOM of this posting.
>>> OLD-TIMEY FAMILY SCHTUFF . . .
>>> REGARDING M. CHRISTIAN COURRIER or COURIERR, depending:
M. Courrier approached me on the beach this afternoon, introduced himself pleasantly enough -- BUT REFUSED TO SHAKE MY HAND!!! He is French and might have been handling something shortly before that was too private to share (without further 'adieu' ).
I took no insult, but was IMMEDIATELY confused by NEARLY all his words about my NOT being allowed to SELL his email address. Although he ABSOLUTELY insisted that "sell" was the right verb, you just have to be intuitive with the French, so NOT wanting to incommode him further, I will not email him again.
He can't read, write, hear, or speak English adequately (nor Spanish -- and he's lived in Mexico FOR YEARS!!!), so why put him in the TOWER OF BABEL as hostage of his own IGNORANCE again???
I WILL email him THIS POST, since I REFUSE to type behind anyone's back.
He spoke VERY CLEAR ENGLISH in his claim that "EVERYONE" in Chacala "does not like you", and "will not speak" because I have NO RIGHT to publish the NEWS of CHACALA on my blog. I guess he was COACHED to have so much BETTER ENGLISH in this part -- but WHAT COUNTRY DOES HE COME FROM (or think he LIVES IN), that does not have any PRESS RIGHTS???
His warning that he and HALF THE PEOPLE I email in Chacala have TOGETHER brought my blogging about THE POST-MENOPAUSAL PROTESTANT WHITE WOMEN/DRUG MAFIA LACKIES to the attention of Local Police, made me wish I'd been a fly on the wall RIGHT AFTER THEY LEFT and the cops split their guts over the FOOLISHNESS of GRINGOS who have more DRUGS than SEX.
Immediately after Frenchy left (looking at his right hand a little funny), a gentleman and his dog sauntered by -- this guy looking like Rangoon Southheimer (no relation to Jaime Southheimer that I'm aware of), or Christian Bale in CREATURE FROM THE BLACK LAGOON, but all the OOZE and such ocean-washed CLEAR OFF!!!
He said he was sorry to hear I've been given such a HARD TIME here, but I replied with a laugh that it's been the BEST ADVENTURE I could POSSIBLY have asked for, and I'm quite healthy and have improved my writing as a consequence as well!!! But he seemed to have an exaggerated sense of THE PAIN of the difficulties, however, his dog had pulled him quickly ONWARD before I could assure him that while WRITING MOODS can be DRAMATIC, my PERSONAL MOOD has remained couched in humor.
Scott
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M. Courrier approached me on the beach this afternoon, introduced himself pleasantly enough -- BUT REFUSED TO SHAKE MY HAND!!! He is French and might have been handling something shortly before that was too private to share (without further 'adieu' ).
I took no insult, but was IMMEDIATELY confused by NEARLY all his words about my NOT being allowed to SELL his email address. Although he ABSOLUTELY insisted that "sell" was the right verb, you just have to be intuitive with the French, so NOT wanting to incommode him further, I will not email him again.
He can't read, write, hear, or speak English adequately (nor Spanish -- and he's lived in Mexico FOR YEARS!!!), so why put him in the TOWER OF BABEL as hostage of his own IGNORANCE again???
I WILL email him THIS POST, since I REFUSE to type behind anyone's back.
He spoke VERY CLEAR ENGLISH in his claim that "EVERYONE" in Chacala "does not like you", and "will not speak" because I have NO RIGHT to publish the NEWS of CHACALA on my blog. I guess he was COACHED to have so much BETTER ENGLISH in this part -- but WHAT COUNTRY DOES HE COME FROM (or think he LIVES IN), that does not have any PRESS RIGHTS???
His warning that he and HALF THE PEOPLE I email in Chacala have TOGETHER brought my blogging about THE POST-MENOPAUSAL PROTESTANT WHITE WOMEN/DRUG MAFIA LACKIES to the attention of Local Police, made me wish I'd been a fly on the wall RIGHT AFTER THEY LEFT and the cops split their guts over the FOOLISHNESS of GRINGOS who have more DRUGS than SEX.
Immediately after Frenchy left (looking at his right hand a little funny), a gentleman and his dog sauntered by -- this guy looking like Rangoon Southheimer (no relation to Jaime Southheimer that I'm aware of), or Christian Bale in CREATURE FROM THE BLACK LAGOON, but all the OOZE and such ocean-washed CLEAR OFF!!!
He said he was sorry to hear I've been given such a HARD TIME here, but I replied with a laugh that it's been the BEST ADVENTURE I could POSSIBLY have asked for, and I'm quite healthy and have improved my writing as a consequence as well!!! But he seemed to have an exaggerated sense of THE PAIN of the difficulties, however, his dog had pulled him quickly ONWARD before I could assure him that while WRITING MOODS can be DRAMATIC, my PERSONAL MOOD has remained couched in humor.
Scott
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