Recently watched this Netflix series Giri/Haji about two brothers, one is a Japanese police detective and the other a hit man for the Japanese mob. It is set in Tokyo and London. I don’t particularly like violent films but this is not only about murder and mayhem. The cast is great and the characters are developed really well. Although I said I don’t like violence, I think I was in the mood for some shoot outs because of all the crappy news lately and I know this is fiction. One scene has a gang of Albanian mobsters getting ready to make a hit on a London gangster, Connor Abbot, and his crew. A policeman on his beat notices the Albanians pulling up outside a restaurant where Abbot is located. He calls in to headquarters to report ‘ a possible incident with numerous males outside a Spanish restaurant.’ As he watches them pull out heavy duty fire power, he yells into his phone, ‘ Oh shit! Guns, guns, guns!’ I found this very satisfying.
Violence in stories, unless it’s just gore for shock value, seem to satisfy the need for the black and white resolution of wrong doing. Seems to fulfill a need for wrong to be set right even though I know in reality things can’t be made right so easily with a fight. Or maybe we just like to see people fight with fists or guns.
The title of this film refers to duty (giri) to family and shame (haji) for all the bad stuff people do often to help their loved ones. Makes you wonder how far you would go to protect your family. Really liked the screenplay and the filming with some split screens, flashbacks, and some anime too.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SOCS, is hosted by Linda G Hill. The prompt for today is “movie title.” Take the title of the last movie you watched (just the title, not the premise of the movie), and base your post on that title.
Featured image of a gangster by Péter Kadlec via Pixabay.com
Ivory soap has been around for over 100 years and it still floats.
“…we may not think about the benefit of having soap that floats. But in the late 19th century, when people were still bathing in the murky waters of local rivers and streams, a soap that floated was revolutionary.” (Ivory.com)
Ivory soap is advertised as pure and that it will float in water. The advantage being you will not have to grope around in your bathwater looking for your soap.
So it turns out what makes this soap float is air bubbles. Makes me think about something else that is full of air, hot air. Like some of the Republican members of the Intelligence Committee. I bet they would have no trouble at all floating in murky waters.
Owl by jennicatpink on Flickr.com
Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SOCS, is hosted by Linda G Hill. The “prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “flyer/ad.” Look at the latest ad you got in the mail (if it’s a store flyer, choose the product right in the middle of the page) or choose the next online ad you find, and theme your post on whatever the product is.”
Featured image is a lithograph of an Ivory Soap ad restored by Adam Cuerden on Wikimedia.org.
Sometimes things can look good on the outside but appearances can be deceiving. Some people say that the ends justify the means no matter how low they go. They want to claim the mantle of righteousness but it is only window dressing. What’s underneath is pretty shabby.
We are going through dark times in our country but I believe the truth will come to light in the end. As the impeachment investigation continues, I wish our Congress, and those willing to speak truth to power, strength and courage to carry on with this crucial work.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SOCS, is hosted by Linda G Hill. Today’s prompt word is ‘dress.’
Featured image of ‘old Irish cottage window’ by Suanpa on Pixabay.com
The news of the world has been so bleak and then there are the personal stresses of my life. Finding myself saying ‘Oh, no!!’ and feeling down. I need to focus on all the little bits of joy, gather them up, and hold them close like a soft cozy blanket. Even though I feel my grief for world as well.
Looking out my kitchen window to see a hummingbird flitting around the sage
Photos of my grandson
Clear blue California sky
Green leaves sparkling in sunlight
Cry of a yellow tail hawk flying above me
There is still good in the world.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SOCS, is hosted by Linda G Hill. The prompt word for today is ‘oh.’ Use it as a word for find a word that starts with ‘oh.’
Featured image of ‘Hummingbird’ via JLG on Pixabay.com
I find that in this time of my life I appreciate even more my sense of taste when it comes to food. My daughter and I are picky about the quality of the coffee we drink at our house. Seems we are both into the robust flavor of dark roast coffee. I like mine with a little milk added. Coffee is part of my daily morning ritual. The coffee is made as soon as I get into the kitchen. Must have two cups to start my day. My husband purchased a new coffee grinder but I find it is only as good as the coffee you put in it. And we can find really good already ground fresh coffee at local stores. When I have my morning cup of coffee started, along with some toast, I am ready to peruse the morning papers online. The news has been very engaging lately, but can leave a bad taste in my mouth.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SOCS , is hosted by Linda G Hill. The prompt for today is “-tast-.” Find a word that contains “tast” and use it in your post.
Featured image of ‘Cup of coffee’ is by Opentheme via Pixabay.com
Hope that all mothers have a day of relaxation and happiness, free of stress and strain, doing what they like surrounded by the love of their families.
Mother’s Day Sunday May 12 in the US.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G Hill. The word prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “strain.” Use it any way you’d like.
Featured image ‘Mother’s Day Rose’ by slgckgc on Flickr
It can be good to let go and scribble. Let the color go outside the lines and see where it takes you. It always bothered me when I would hear someone make an issue with children about coloring inside the lines. I guess it is a good exercise for fine motor skills but doesn’t do that much for creativity.
by anarosadebastiani on Pixabay.com
Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SOCS, is hosted by Linda G Hill. Today’s prompt is “rib.” Use it as a word, or find a word with “rib”in it. As always, use any way you’d like. Enjoy!
Featured image background by Choupette 455 on Pixabay.com altered by me.
One of latest (e)mail messages I received was from the MD with whom I had a telephone appointment and received an Rx for eye drops for me. Just recently, my daughter was down with a sinus infection that took her out of commission for about a week and a half. She had an in person MD visit and a telephone visit. I really came to appreciate the telephone visits because it saves the time of having to drive to a doctor.
I morphed into my maternal role of cooking soups of chicken and minestrone but her taste buds were not up to appreciating my efforts. At least that is what I am telling myself not wanting to accept that my cooking is bad. The illness kept my daughter from wanting to cook anything and I have missed her contributions to our bill of fare. Now I am a bit under the weather with an eye infection and she is getting back to normal and appreciates feeling better. So she made dinner for us which was great. I really am not into cooking the daily dinners any more and really love that she likes to cook and does not mind pitching in with menu suggestions, cooking, and shopping with me. I am grateful too for easy to put together items from the local groceries and restaurants that deliver.
‘Bill of Fare’ of Glen Island Grand Cafe 1892 via Wikipedia.org
In the meantime, Spring has sprung in my backyard.
Lavender doing well
Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SOCS, is hosted by Linda G Hill. Today’s prompt: “the last piece of mail you received.” Talk about the subject of the last piece of physical mail you received, i.e. a gas bill–talk about gas, not the bill itself. Have fun!
Accommodatingly for my post there are absolutely a lot of adverbs that end with -ly, thousands according to an account I recently read. (But just because a word may end with a -ly does not mean it is always an adverb.) I looked at a list by morewords.com and found a few fabulously farfetched examples like adumbratively and acropetally. It could be ascertained that I have an affinity for ‘a’ words but I decided to start and stay at the beginning of a bewilderingly long list. You may wonder where I am going with this stream which is attempting adumbratively to tell you I don’t have the vaguest clue. And I may not have used adumbratively appropriately either, but it is fun using alliteration abundantly.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G Hill. The prompt for today is ‘words that end in -ly.’
Featured image from ‘Botany of a living plant’ (1919) pg 240 ( example of acropetally, you have to look it up) via Internet Archive on Flickr.com
It can be an art to find the branches and leaves on your family tree. Sometimes the records are right there, spelled out for you in black and white. The art comes in when you have to follow the subtle clues that you may find, like an occupation that is passed down and through the family. Some occupations in my acestry were farmers, carpenters, and iron workers. An unusual name can make it easier. Other times you can’t see the trees for the forest.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G Hill. Today’s prompt is ‘art.’
Featured image is ‘Olivenbäume’ by Vincent Van Gogh via wikimedia.org