Tired of writing about genocide? Then write about FOOD!
Got caught in a massive five-day storm off of Antarctica one time and popped Dramamine like it was candy -- but still managed to eat.
And about a year later, when I finally did manage to get into North Korea, it was amazing to discover that Pyongyang featured luxury hotels, casinos, golf courses and elaborate 150,000-person choreographed mass games, all geared toward European tourists -- who came in droves. The food there, however, was on the level of mediocre California Chinese take-out -- but I still felt guilty eating it, knowing how many North Koreans had starved to death in the past.
The hummus and matzos in Israel/Palestine were great, served under an olive tree in Hebron. Loved Bethlehem and old Jerusalem -- but why do people still keep accusing me of being anti-Semitic when I'm actually only anti-fascist and anti-apartheid? I just don't understand. As Barb Weir is always fond of saying, "How come they never accuse the brave people who fought against apartheid in South Africa of being anti-white?"
On the beach in Yelapa, Mexico, an hour's boat-ride south of Puerto Vallarta, friendly ladies will sell you lemon meringue pie right there on the beach. But now you don't even have to go to Yelapa to get it, you can buy lemon meringue pie right there in Puerto Vallarta. Definitely worth the flight down if you can afford it -- and if you can't, there's always the chocolate cream pie at the Sweet Adeline bakeshop here in Berkeley. http://rt.com/op-edge/178640-immigrants-global-strategy-us/
In Motswedi, in northern South Africa, their potato fries are the best. Just ask for Mma Peter if you go there. Everyone knows her. And give her a big hug from me if you do.
In Damascus, the oldest city in the world (I think), they had fabulous ice cream for sale in the souk. That's ICE cream, not ISIS cream. If it had been ISIS cream, I wouldn't have had to pay for it myself -- Congress woulda footed the bill.
In al Anbar province, Iraq, I accompanied a U.S. Marine colonel and his staff to a "goat pull" thrown by the local sheik. You gotta love goat meat. But now that whole area is overrun by ISIS thugs, thanks to Bush, Obama and Hillary Clinton and their grand competition to see who can destabilize the Middle East best. http://www.huffingtonpost.com/charles-lister/not-just-iraq-the-islamic_b_5658048.html
At a sidewalk cafe in Cairo, a waiter jokingly offered me 200 camels for my daughter Ashley's hand in marriage. At least I think he was joking. And in the Caliphate of Saudi Arabia, biological mother to ISIS and Al Qaeda (America's military-industrial complex is the father, but insists on keeping that fact on the down-low), I lived on KFC and Cinnabons at a high-end mall in Mecca.