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“Love? Pilar, Pilar, Pilar, Pilar.” Oh, Stop!!

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Yesterday, I was jazzed to find in the program for PFA (UC Berkeley’s Pacific Film Archive, which shows movies nobody will show anywhere else) a film about Jose Saramago and his wife, journalist Pilar del Rio.  So not only was I all set up to learn something about an author I admire, but as a bonus Jose and Pilar, from the description seemed, well, sweet.

Sweet, and it was Portugal’s entry to the Academy Awards foreign film category.  It didn’t win.   Watch the trailer.  I command you.  You can thank me later.

Perhaps it’s just a confession of my warped state of mind, but for all the dewy photography and mind-blowing deep thoughts, I left the theater nearly stumbling in a haze of  both upliftedness and the pall of being possessed by Grumpy Smurf himself.

Yes, I am jealous of a dead literary visionary and a widow.  And it’s not that I think of myself as a literary visionary and want to rain on anybody’s posthumous parade .  I promise.

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Fascist Tuesday Facebooking….

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Normally, PL isn’t about American politics, unless you’re Tim Pawlenty. 

There isn’t room for red and blue states next to your bica and pastel de nata.   For the most part, if you need to talk about that here, you need to shove the pastry in your mouth.

A photo of prime minister winston churchill.

Please go risk your lives for democracy, oh little people! And #*%@ing vote for me!!

But this is different.

It all started when I friended someone on Facebook that I haven’t seen since high school graduation…. I should’ve known it wasn’t going to go well, since she was dressed like Paul Revere in her profile pic, and we all know she wasn’t doing it because it was Halloween.   But hey, Paul is an American hero.  I’m supposed to be able to love him too, even if I don’t own an Uzi.  So I threw caution to the wind and hit “friend.”

For weeks, I ignored the insinuations about gas prices and the sniveling about how mean liberals are on Twitter over Andrew Breitbart’s death.  I don’t really care about anyone’s opinion on any of those things; I know what I think.  And really, if you’re looking for sanity on Twitter, you got bigger problems than I do.

But today, I saw something that nearly stopped my heart, especially as an American whose mother and grandparents left Portugal during an oppressive dictatorship.

My “friend”  had as her status a quote from Winston Churchill stating that “the best argument against democracy is a five-minute conversation with the average voter,” after which her friends chimed in on a discussion about how it’s okay for some to “stay home on election day.”  I am really ticked off at myself that  I got rid of it so fast, because I can’t now offer the particulars.

At any rate, the gist of the conversation was that apparently “some” people shouldn’t vote.

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