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13 February 2007



What a great post! I wonder...I can't imagine...but could Banque Populaire somehow be affiliated with Banco Popular? (I didn't bank there, but it's a Puerto Rican bank we had in the V.I.) In my mother's (fairly new) city, Las Vegas, the mayor believes the homeless should not be assisted, but rather driven from town. He's instructed his law enforcement agencies to eject them from city parks (or so I read in the Vegas paper when I was there).


Wow Tara this post is jammed packed with substance. It jacked my emotions all over the map, and left me laughing. Glad you got one up on the stare of hate. Seriously I was giggling out loud….funny stuff Tara. Not the lost bank card or the homeless of course which is happening more everyday. They have just busted two large identity fraud rings in the last few days in B.C. People are revolting about the 2010 Olympics being held here, as the homeless are shuffled into the corners. I really think mental illness and drug addiction need to be addressed with more conviction!


Fascinating post. I'm glad you told off the rollerskate guy. People need to know we cdan defend ourselves. I found on occasion when I lived in Paris that when you called someone on their rudeness they were quite surprised and apologetic. I think they didn't even notice what they were doing.


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Oh those damm machines, and then all the admin to get it returned or replaced.

Rudeness, unfortunately I think it is a fact of city life. In M&S I asked the guy behind me who was obviously on a lunch break if he'd like to go ahead of me, he looked stunned and moved to the head of the queue. He said nothing! Just kept looking at me as though I'd lost my mind. So I smiled at him and said, "I think the word you are struggling to find is Thank You?" There was a moment's awkward silence as he put his two purchases in a bag. Then he turned to me saying. "Thank you, I was forgetting my manners, but how can you be so laid back, everyones in a hurry, aren't they?" I laughed.

Personally I believe that if we need all of this ID paperwork, the government should pay for it. We are taxed enough.

Yes, I saw a docu about the Paris tent city.
In Ireland there has been a scheme to re-house City homeless in the countryside. The government offers financial aid to people to move. But of course this is just like saying you can live in the city if you can afford it.


Losing your bankcard - what a nightmare! Thank heavens you were able to cancel it though, before someone could use it. With all the seeming-red tape there, I can just imagine what you'd have gone through trying to straighten THAT out (if someone had used it).

We don't seem to have any real answers for the homeless here, either. In fact, yet another tragic situation for the homeless here, has recently been brought to light in the media: hospitals sadly 'dumping' ill or injured homeless people back onto skidrow (in the L.A. area). I don't know what the answer is - but we need to find a more humane way of caring for our fellow man than dropping someone off in skid row, when they're sick or injured or recuperating. SIGH.

As for the last


i love the roller skating story for the obvious but more that you got your grrl power on and spoke to him in arabic, putting him in his place. you go!


hahaha ....

I had newspaper wiggley people yesterday. One woman was so annoyed that I took the last remaining centimeter in the train that she was hoping to use for her paper. So instead she kept growling and shaking the paper. The girl on the other side and I just kept laughing at this 'passive and agressive' attitude (which probably did not help).

It got no better on the way one. This time I took the bus and had a big man who kept almost knudging me off my seat when he turned the page of paper.

Ah .. I love living in a city


Love your blog! I wish I had seen the look on the guys face when you answered in his language, lol! I would find being stared at very unnerving. We have a huge homeless problem here in Sydney too. Breaks my heart to see elderly people at the end of their lives living like that, it's so wrong. Nel

Regina Clare Jane

Two things- my dad would have been 90 last November- even the thought of him possibly having to be homeless at that age makes me cry and knowing that there is a homeless 90 year old man sitting in the Harve Caumartin metro station right now makes me angry...
Secondly- just the other day, I went to get my haircut at a salon owned by a French man. He was standing outside the door of his salon, and I noticed him staring at me the whole time I got out of my car, walked towards the door and made my way past him... plus, he was smoking right at the doorway so I had to walk through his smoke. I complained, you betcha!
Funny thing that staring...


I love that you could insult the Arabic roller skater in his own language! I'm sure you surprised him!

And bureaucracy here is getting about as bad as France, I think, especially where things like bank cards are concerned. I lost my driver's license last week and had to bring them three pieces of identification to prove that I was "me" ~ and my birth certificate wasn't considered satisfactory!


Amazing--I wonder how it can be so "obvious" to others that you are not've been there now a while, don't go walking around wearing a flag or a race car t-shirt, right? As cultured and worldly as you seem to me, this is so odd. I have had similar things happen with bank cards--yes, it is a nightmare!

Tara responds:
Delia, I'm not thin enough or chic enough to be mistaken for a French woman! People tend to think I'm Dutch, German or American. All the time people start speaking to me in Dutch (which I don't speak).


Amazing--I wonder how it can be so "obvious" to others that you are not've been there now a while, don't go walking around wearing a flag or a race car t-shirt, right? As cultured and worldly as you seem to me, this is so odd. I have had similar things happen with bank cards--yes, it is a nightmare!


A most interesting post, Tara. It all sounds familiar somehow. I especially like the part where you addressed the rollerskate guy in Arabic. I get a lot of hostility from people from certain parts of the world, where, alas, a woman is nothing, a behaviour that shocks me. It's most noticeable in the subway where there's a concentration of people.

Chirac has been around too long. Un point c'est tout, as they say over there.

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