After 9/11, I decided to get every body together for tofu burritos and wine in my apartment. The night of 9/11, I took Alia out in the village to my favorite Tibetan restaurant. A group of friends bonded over a couple or maybe a few bottles of wine – we laughed a bit, talked of some serious things – talked about sex…
If I had to really think about why I hang with all these Canadians and where I identify with them I couldn’t really explain it but I guess if I thought about the differences I would say that they process crisis through peace, greenness and socialism whereas, I deal with things through sex, drugs and rock and roll.