Confusion

15th of October

In the beginning, the tourist was confused. The local saw that this was good and knew this would provide a lot of money. So he helped the tourist, for a smaller charge, because the tourist was confused.

The tourist is a Piñata avoiding to get cracked open by cunning workers in the tourist business. The confusion has always been vital for actually draining the poor Piñata, but with modern technology the tourist has been less and less confused. So how do you then take their money? Obviously by confusing them again.

I was sitting in front of a doctor for my last vaccination against rabies. Even if it was highly improbable, probably impossible, and never happen before that anyone got rabies from a monkey scratch, he had just told me that the previous doctors made a mistake in the treatment and that I should have got two more shots beside these three. He kept starting every statement with "I am telling you..." even thou he didn't referred to anything he said before besides repeating it, even thou this isn't how to actually make a reference. I knew that he was telling me something. I was sitting right in front of him, unlikely focusing on anything else then his every word, since the topic was my possibly fatal disease and maltreatment.

Further questions never seems to be appreciated by anyone in this country. My thought about it is that they feel very content with their own explanation and when I don't understand it's like a punch on the self esteem. Or, equally probable, that me actually understanding is a crime against tourism. He didn't like my further questions either and started of with an other run of "I am telling you..." and then repeating some of his favorite parts from our conversation.



To ease my mother, I don't feel like there is anything to worry about.