I suppose all planet knows what's happening in my wonderful yet comfused country right now. Although to really know the games that they play under the table you have to be a political analyst, a financial expert or at least a very well informed, who does nothing else in life, possessed person with the agony of tomorrow - and yet miss some elements for sure. Right now I know many of these possessed people, who don't have anything else to do anyway since they recently lost their job and try to survive, and it's a madness spread like virus in a country that doesn't trust its politicians any more as, maybe, everybody should anyway.
It's not that I don't like politicians at all. I suppose they have some kind of excuse to exist and maybe some of them started with good intentions. How things change on the go is a mystery. How they lose the fire and how they get fixed into their chairs of power and suddenly all of them become one with the wall, one with the system, is something that no science managed to figure out yet. Not that these things happen only here. And not that real power has anything to do with politics or titles. But this is an other subject.
There is an impression to the rest of the world that greek people are lazy and we live by our wits or sponge on others for an easy life. I don't want to excuse anybody but I am greek and I live here and I usually sleep five hours and work the rest of the twenty-four hours. So at least you can be sure, there is an exception. And I know many other exceptions too. In fact, I know very few people who may have an easier life and many that their life is much harder than mine. Especially now.
Recently I was talking with a friend about our financial state. We were trying to understand how we will manage to pay what we should for rent, bills, food, children, the very basic stuff, with the salary we earn from our work. Because in this problem, mathematics can't help. Maybe my beloved quantum physics, the law of attraction or some other universal power can make the numbers look more attractive.
My friend told me "At least you got married" - I got recently remarried - "and you have two salaries at home." And after some buzzing and bubbling on the subject we started to think of it more seriously. When a salary can't cover the expenses, then two can. When people feel weak because of the circumstances, then they join together. Families may start coming together as used to do many years ago and live at the same house to share the rent or even go to the countryside, many small villages forgotten by humans can thrive again, who knows.
Let's say, there is a woman and a man who could manage some year ago but now they can't. Even if they are not perfect match, they can share the rent, the bills and the food and survive. And, who knows, they may find some interest to each other in time, or not - but the rent would be paid anyway.
From now on, I think many things will change. And one of them would be the proposal. The question that men will pop will not be "Honey, will you marry me?", it would rather be "Will we join salaries?" And why somehow I have a feeling that this may work? Maybe because now enlightenment hit me and I see the great plan, the wisdom behind our innocent politicians and the political scene: they want to bring people together, at the far end of the tunnel there is light, they want us to be happy! Whether we like it or not. I hope the bump will leave soon. And I also hope that George Orwell will not effect me more and lose the counting of my fingers.
