krakow

my grandmother, the only one in the extended family who admits to believing in any gods, said to me before we went to poland: 'watch out ondro, they're fanatics over there. they're militants.'

incidentally the polish countryside looks like a bomb hit it. are they spending so much time in church that they can't do a bit of a clean up?

in krakow, at 10 o'clock at night, we passed a church (not the cathedral you see in the vid) and there were people chanting inside. i love the sound of chanting in churches/temples/mosques etc, and rushed in to make the recording you hear on the vid. the place was packed. i looked around at all the people - tourists surely? - but then i realised that i was the only one not chanting, and the people around me who couldn't fit on the benches we'ren't crouching down to get a better photo of the ceiling - they were kneeling down and praying to jesus and mary and john and the others. i had that mild sense of panic you feel when you're surrounded by people for whom the basis of life is an abortion of logic. after a minute i left and found g waiting outside. 'i couldn't go in' he told me. 'i can't be in confined spaces surrounded by fanatics'.

there were pictures of blessed pope john paul II all over the place. on trams, in parks, on buildings. hasn't sinead o'connor been clear about the fact that this man is the enemy of the people? get your rosaries off my ovaries jp!

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