love in the time of cholera....

love in the time of cholera...i am looking at my copy of the book...a little beat-up looking...we are using this and many soft-covered books to block the sun from beating in through the small "upper windows" in our living room...until our blinds are put in...i am getting used to the look...all those wonderful books giving the collective finger to the new technology..but that, as they say, is another post...the title has me thinking...it certainly is catchier than "love in the time of vitriol"...which seems to be the subtext of life these days...and i am blue today..not because my candidate won, or lost...but because of the diviseness in our country...because it has become so easy in our society to point fingers at everyone...but ourselves...because everyone is the cause...and so few want to really be the solution...because i should have felt something one way or the other when the dye was cast, so to speak...and i did not...because really the only thing i see when i close my eyes is not red, white or blue...it is the grey of ruins...so much of the staten island i knew...and the happiest memories of youth...sundays at seaside...floating out in a violent ocean...i still reach for that optimism at crossroads...still try to reach across the breach of despair...love in the time of cholera...