Thoughts written in 2001

For once I shall endeavour to leave alone sensitive political issues and
ignore classist arguments. This time I wish to make a statement. I have
fallen in love. Yes, it`s true, and this time it is a life-changing
experience, one that may make me move to live with her whilst I still have
time on this continent. Who is she you all ask? Well, let me describe her to
you and then you will all understand my attraction towards her. I recently
went on a trip and met her almost on my first day. Most strikingly, she is
exceptionally beautiful, with a huge presence that leaves an impression on
any man, or woman for that matter. She has a beauty internationally
recognised to be superior to most others in the world. Although Chile does
have beauty, Chile`s beauty in comparison is a mere light switch away. This lady
speaks with an accent that causes severe hormonal imbalance in favour of
testosterone even with the utterance of a single word. My new-found heart
flutter has class, style, and above all passion, possibly attributed to her
European roots mixed with the Latin fire. Many say that she is arrogant, but
I believe that to be a misunderstood character, for she is simply proud of
her heritage. Despite the fact that at the moment she is financially
challenged, her background boasts of wealth and once international
recognition. True, she certainly is not politically correct, and honesty is
not one of her finer traits either, but what do you expect from a Latina?
She always has a smile on her face and parties every night into the early
hours of the morning. As for her appetite, she certainly makes me seem like
a sparrow pecking on crumbs when compared to her desire to eat meat. This,
obviously, is endearing to any man, and makes going out to dinner a joy
every time by not having to face pathetic rabbit food salads and refusals for
dessert. Her physical health is impressive, and she is a wild sports
fanatic. Said short, she is exactly my type. I am sure from my description
of her you can all appreciate why I feel so comfortable with her. Her name
you ask? Her name is Argentina.