a curious Yankee in Europe's court » Arlo Guthrie http://foreignremarks.com/passingcomments Passing Comments Mon, 06 Feb 2012 21:22:05 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 Lift your head and smile at trouble, he sang. http://foreignremarks.com/passingcomments/archives/86 http://foreignremarks.com/passingcomments/archives/86#comments Wed, 23 Apr 2008 20:21:36 +0000 rebecca http://foreignremarks.com/passingcomments/?p=86 Years ago when I lived in Southern California, I was on my way one day from Westside LA to the Valley to see a friend. Coming off the San Diego Freeway, I stopped at the bottom of the off ramp for a red light. To my left I saw a homeless woman begging, holding a cardboard sign. Directly in front of me, in the left turn lane, was a late model, convertible Mercedes sports car with the top down, the woman driver talking on her car phone. When I got to my friend’s house, I couldn’t stop talking about the contrasting images.

Why is this so important to me, I asked my friend. Because, she said, you don’t know which of the two you are closest to.

She was right. And, in fact, I still don’t.

Arlo Guthrie’s Hobo’s Lullaby: (lyrics here)

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