delusion/disillusion

Definitely going from the almost absolute freedom of traveling alone with no real agenda but see cool things and meet new people and learn Spanish etc. to wearing a tuxedo+timbs (haha I can still rebel in little ways... kind of...), serving very rich people prosecco and prosciutto and oysters and crabcakes while trying to politely convince some organization to give me a lot of money if I show up to their office every day has depressed me a little. Nevertheless, some things, like having a real running partner (yay Pin-Yi!) and discovering the cheapness of Montgomery County liquor stores (six packs of good beer for $5!!!!) and sleeping in in my own bed are still happy. As are some of the ridiculous things I overhear while catering.

A few highlights:

1. "Number one rule in business school--always be prepared to wear a tie." This coming from a man whose being and pin-stripe suit exuded pretentiousness. I'm also hoping that he was wrong, that business schools are teaching people more than just how to wear expensive, conformist clothing.
2. "This is the best Asian in the whole world." Directed at a South Asian. Um. What? Really? What?

So tonight I worked at a fundraiser for the Children's Memorial Hospital, put on by the Board of Visitors. This is the second fundraiser I've worked at this part month. At both, I was astounded by the amount of (expensive!!) alcohol that was consumed and the amounts that people were throwing down. Granted, some were luxury items (I guess $6000 for a lunch for 30 catered by Susan Gage is reasonable in the ludicrous standards of today), but some were just extraordinary. For example, $500 for handprints made by small children.

But, both events were honoring children. One for a private school that apparently was considered by the Obamas, and the other for sick children at Children's Memorial Hospital. I still can't help but wonder at this trickle down method of redistribution. So, these very rich people who obviously have exceeding amounts of wealth beyond what is necessary for a basic or even luxurious lifestyle, attend an extravagant event--$100 bottles of wine from every inhabited continent, endless buffets featuring fresh seafood, premium beef/lamb/everything, 109825098109 kinds of dessert--and donate lots of money to the hospital. Ok, great. But how much damage has been done; and I'm not just talking about the waste, or the environmental expense of shipping and storing and preparing all of these foods, but about people's mentalities. That is, many people who no doubt are in positions of power will go home tonight thinking they did a good deed by diverting some of their preposterous incomes to a good cause, and never take a moment to think about the failures plaguing our health care system that will not be solved merely by providing some cash for continuing existing programs.

All right, I may be a little cynical after working a lot these past few weeks, but honestly, this lucrative business is clearly far from sustainable and yet persists, and I'm still part of it, because it still pays me well. God, I hate these cycles.

Anyways, to end on a positive note, at least I got to participate in the 2010 Runamuck DC, and ran through mud dressed as Dora the Explorer with three co-conspirators, amongst many other happily costumed runners. Good to know that there are people still willing to be crazy and muddy in this area.