not from the main event

brazil’s booth has cleavage-popping blondes posing with business casual crowds for iphone pictography. Mediocre food costs exhorbitant amounts. I ate lunch with the delegate for Malawi. He is exceptionally nice man. The sandwich he ate cost 80 pesos, my salad 90. I was not happy about this. Malawi’s GDP works out to roughly 20 pesos/day.

Everyone seems to want the talks to go somewhere. Everyone wants their voice heard. I could not estimate how many thousands of voices I heard, or saw lining up, pining tob be heard today.

I ran into my friend Yurfee from Liberia. That remains a highlight of the conference.

Sitting on a couch. In the table in front there are three 3 - 5 inch stacks of pamphlets about various things that could be construed as related to the environment. Without moving my head, I can see 8 other tables. In my backpack, there is roughly one inch of various pamphlets forced onto me. By only moving my eyes, I count 17 backpacks. Deforestation counts for 20 % of GHG emissions; transportation, 15%.

I think too many people confuse ‘question and answer’ periods with street corners, and themselves as preachers.

I put my notebook down and turned around to face the urinals. When I turned back again it was gone. Livid. Happened to see a lost and found sign while exiting. They had it. Restored faith, diminshed anger.