They would survive nuclear holocaust. At least, this is the urban legend that pervaded my childhood – a storehouse of Hostess Twinkies would keep us all alive long enough to find our way to the pocket of humanity left in some bucolic compound unaffected by our self-destruction. The yellow little cakes represented a permanent indication of our ultimate civility. Even if we couldn’t preserve our great buildings or the teetering amalgam of our races and beliefs, these snacks would long serve as a reminder of our great, if unsustainable, society.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
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Wednesday, November 7, 2012
While we love our home and being there, it seems that days go by without ever sitting down to a meal. And though I lament this reality, there is so much good happing on the other side of our front door to which receptivity is warranted. So we gather our family and go into the world. Heartland Truly Moving Pictures gave us such an opportunity just this past week. Our family had been in Brown County for much of the weekend, enjoying the turning autumn colors and the company of good friends. But we dashed off to tux up and attend the annual awards gala as the guest of a dedicated board member. It would have been easy to have demurred. It would have been easy to pass on another event. But as so often happens, we are certainly glad that we did not. Heartland’s film festival has become an Indianapolis and now international must-do. The winning film “Cairo” illustrates the reality of sexism in the Muslim world. Check it and others out at www.trulymovingpictures.org.