05 January, 2007

More Cock

At 5:30 am, when going for my morning constitutional, I was sorry to see a cockroach on its back. Not that I would have preferred to see it the right way up, since I dislike the creatures. Earlier in my life, especially in Nigeria and the Gulf, I had been used to them. Indeed entering the kitchen at night in Maiduguri I merely thought how they were clearing up spills and crumbs and paid no more mind to them. Although never considering them as pet material, unlike some I knew, nevertheless coexistance was never a problem.
But my preferences changed and a roach began to be considered as something else. Led by considerations of green living and the example of royalty I felt for a time that a spliff was to be ardently desired, leading of course to a more reasonable roach. I was astounded in Nigeria (when based in New Marte) that a sack of grass was merely ten Niara from the local market. Since that time of course I have regularly lived in countries with severe penalties for drugs and even if locals indulged I remained aloof and stuck with alcohol; although occasionally wishing that like Charles I could safely indulge in an additional pleasure.
Somehow when I gave up these new roaches I gained a severe dislike of the initial roaches that I knew, and my current preference is undoubtedly for a more attractive looking visitor.

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