Where the bells are ringing...

2017, Tuesday, January the 10th, while we, at Casa Agradavel, are waiting for a technician to solve the problems with our telephone connection, the local TV is broadcasting, for over an hour long, without any comment, images of Google Earth screenshots, discussing aid workers and a pool of blood on a pedestrian crossing, which has been left behind after an accident involving two deaths, a waitress in Loudoun, U.S. , chargers the bill for lunch to some guests and finds besides the metered amount of money a written note at the bottom of the account; "Good service, but we do not give tips   to Blacks", something that, in the America of Trump, just qualifies under freedom of insult and discrimination. Meanwhile, a Dutch philosopher suggests that older people should have less right to vote because young people live longer to bear the consequences of decisions, while he with his democracy undermining , society strange, philosopher’s half sense, considers himself fully appropriate in order to determine the political direction of the country. While a retired English couple, with no other consequences than simply no longer been saluted by their fellow-villagers, complains about the "smell" of their neighbor's goats, a Dutch journalist and "mannequin" who doesn’t want to accept the local culture and rights of people who lived in an area for generations to where she so desperately wanted to emigrate, finds out that sometimes there is resistance. On two occasions, her naturalization was refused on the basis of her persistent complaining, also in newspapers and on other media, on the ancient use of, Yes, cows bells. According to the local President of the Swiss Volkspartei they refuse her citizenship because she opposes traditions and does not wish to conform to local cultural and historical habits. Where did we hear that before? Now they do take ridiculous decisions in Switzerland sometimes, given that fact that a family from Kosovo last year was refused citizenship because they always wore "Wallmart Tuxedos" (jogging suits), populist politicians sometimes come up with ridiculous reasons to keep their culture and country "pure". Meanwhile, in the cottage on the lonely hill, our four-legged family member sleeps peacefully in front of the wood-burning stove, the wind is raging around the house and it smells lovely in the garden ... the neighbour is into smoking ham...