For some crazy reason I decided at the end of last term that it would be a stellar idea to schedule a class on Friday evening and the other on Saturday afternoon, in Auburn Hills (a two hour drive away). I am not exactly the smartest person who has ever attended school of any kind. Also, the Saturday class's professor is the first teacher, ever, to make me feel like the stupidest person in the room. It is not a pleasant experience.
I watched Empire of the Sun this week. I don't really want to talk about the movie itself because I had a very conflicted reaction to it. From a film-making standpoint it was exceptionally done, but I had a very negative reaction to the movie itself. But, there is this one scene that's been sticking in my head, largely because of the dream I had the night before I watched the movie. In my dream I was standing on a hill with a large group of people, waiting. Then a nuclear explosion occurred far away on the horizon and I realized that was what we were all waiting for. We watched the mushroom cloud form and then realized that we were too close, that a dust cloud stirred up by the bomb was streaking towards us to engulf us. We all started running to our cars but we were all too slow and so we were covered in radioactive dirt.
The dream changed after that, but I still can't get that part of it out of my head. And now it's all tied up with the scene from Empire of the Sun where Jim sees the electromagnetic charge from the Nagasaki bomb streak through the morning sky.
I'm not sure what it all means, but every time I think about it a deep sense of foreboding claws in my chest.
But enough of that. Remember, there are still things you can do to aid
Haiti earthquake relief.