Even though they took place a couple of weeks ago, the preliminary elections took place here. To be honest, you can’t tell one thief from the next. Like you never know who’s going to mug you at any one time. It happens, and most likely, the criminal will get away with it. THAT’S HONDURAN POLITICS!! And politics in the UK, no doubt. It was interesting talking to different people. There were nerves in the air. The people in richer communities were nervous about the Libre party getting in and poorer people, well, just want a change. There were scams taking place, candidates paying off voters and ID passes being found which were going to be used for voting (all you need is a valid Honduran ID to vote). The National party, which comes across to me personally as a bit mafia like, were going to use all these lost IDs to win votes. There were in their tens of thousands if I remember right. I think the worst thing was the alcohol ban. What a load of shite! Bollocks to it. If a foreigner wants to drink beer, let them. Keep the ban to Hondurans. Dry weekend for voting. Pathetic. Absolutely astonishingly pathetic.
The day bef0re the voting took place, I got to do some modelling at UNITEC for Pam’s photography course. It was to do with different shades of light. I wasn’t taking much notice, just doing what I do best and look pretty. One picture was based on a photo of Erol Flynn. There’s an image of him with a pipe. We couldn’t find a pipe but we could find ciggies, which I had three during the shoot (I’m a model. I’m allowed to be pretentious and use professional lingo like that now.) The other one was based on a photo of a famous actor in the Western film genre. His surname was Rogers. I haven’t done the research and I’m not going to, so look for him yourself. My brother thinks I look more like Broke Back Mountain. Cheeky sod. The thing I liked was sitting there, doing nothing, but being thanked for it. I should have that everyday. But get paid for it.
Here are some photos anyway.
By the way, I had to finish last weeks update prematurely to go and watch Motagua, a game they drew with Victoria from La Ceiba. The game was dull but important as it was the semi-final of the cup. First leg at home. It finished 1-1. Danny and myself didn’t even notice that Motagua were down to 10 men most of the game. And their best player got injured. Like watching the Blues really, except at least Motagua get a draw.
I have just finished reading Ham on Rye by Charles Bukowski. It’s entertaining. He has a lively style of writing which makes me laugh. It has booze, sex, drugs, violence, bad language. All the good stuff then. Better than Fifty Shades of Grey no doubt. The British can boast many great authors, such as Orwell, Huxley, Dickens, Shakespeare, but how come Fifty Shades of Porn has hit the shelves – in sodding Honduras?? I’ll tell you why. It’s because women are perverts. That’s why. Filthy tarts.
For classes, I have been getting students to listen to Desert Island Discs and write/talk about 10 important life changing songs in their life, why they like the songs, etc. One of my students Mario (he’s great: he studies and works hard!) picked a song by Ladyhawke, who my good mate Tom Purvay plays for, called My Delirium. I saw them play in Wolverhampton once, supporting Ting Tings, who I thought were shit by the way (Ting Tings, that is). So I thought I would include the song. Here you go.
Mario also included another song that I like a lot, which is Star Guitar. It’s a beautiful soothing dance track with a nice simple video on a train. I have included a remake of the video. I’ve been feeling homesick of late, but this song makes me feel right at home, on the train going up to the city centre or down to London. There are no words, but it makes me feel emotional. Enjoy.