Sunday, September 20, 2009

I Love U2

I had the pleasure of being in a packed Rogers Centre on September 17th to watch, listen and marvel at U2.  It was amazing.  The concert had me on an emotional rollercoaster from start to finish: anticipation, happiness, nostalgia, sadness, goosebumps (not an emotion, I know, but still worth mentioning).  I stood in awe for the final few songs of the evening, including their brief, but beautiful, rendition of Amazing Grace (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OHYJZHuZLOs). 


They played two encores, and each was dedicated to a particular political cause.  The first was about Aung San Suu Kyi, the Burmese elected leader being held under house arrest.  And the second, was about the epidemics of AIDS and Malaria in Africa (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3nkiEz-X5l4).  This experience came at the perfect time for me.  I was touched by their conviction and passion about these issues, and felt even more empowered about my upcoming journey.


However, it got me thinking...


I went to the concert to be entertained, not to be fed a political agenda.  I wanted to hear the encore, but to do so, I had to hear U2's message.  In principle, I find this somewhat objectionable.  But the truth is, I enjoyed every minute of it; it had so much meaning for me.  So I guess I was okay with it since I share a similar world view.  If their message had been in support of white supremacy or antisemitism (for example), I would not have been okay with it.  Is that hypocritical?  Perhaps.  


Anyhow, it's funny how things happen at the right time.  Having only booked this trip to Africa several weeks ago, I found myself the other evening in witness of this amazing concert.  It brought me greater confidence and certainty about my decision to go to Africa.  Then, only a day later, I stumbled across a book called "The End of Poverty" by Jeffrey D. Sachs.  I will be reading it on my trip, but wanted to share something from the foreword, which was, interestingly enough, written by Bono: 
Fifteen thousand people dying needlessly every day from AIDS, TB and malaria.  Mothers, fathers, teachers, farmers, nurses, mechanics, children.  This is Africa's crisis.  That it's not on the nightly news, that we do not treat this as an emergency - that's our crisis.  
How true. 


I am even more certain now.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

I have a blog?

So I'm not really the blogging type.  Never having been diligent enough to keep a journal of my own, I am now faced with the challenge of keeping one for the others to read.  Oh, and I guess it's supposed to be interesting, too.


This will probably be my only post until I actually get to Africa, seeing as that's what this blog is supposed to be about anyways.  But I thought I would take a moment tonight, to sit down and write about this pre-Africa frenzy in which I find myself.  I AM SO EXCITED!


Without work to occupy my days, they consist of planning for Africa, talking about planning for Africa, and creating this blog that is...well...about Africa.  And anything else that I might find time do that is not Africa-related doesn't seem worth mentioning since, of course, it pales in comparison to the topic of me going to Africa (at least for me).   But thankfully, my fixation on this upcoming journey is not filled with panic, dread, fear, or worry.  I am filled with pure excitement.