by Gloria Frym
Suddenly I’ve got friends, not mail, friends waiting to be friends, waiting to be verified as friends who have friends who are friends with other friends who I might already know and some people I want to be friends with are pending which is to say they haven’t accepted or rejected being friends perhaps have so many requests for friends they can’t keep up or are friends only by special invitation. People want suggestions for friends and make clever remarks or simply write what they’re doing right now which ought to including writing but are more like Mary Contrary is wondering why day old coffee heated up tastes like pencil lead or Dick says early rain we’re having or Jane says someone’s in the kitchen with Dinah, ya ya. These friends often sneak weird pictures of other friends, write messages on their walls, post pictures of their babies instead of themselves so that the face you’re writing to is way too young to read. Some new friends are very new and want you to send them more friends. Then there is a “friend” who somehow got into your group. She’s posted a drag or photo-shopped image and she belongs to several computer game groups that have Blood in their names is always posting her progress and inviting you to blood events. In this case blood is not thicker than water, so you hit Ignore. You’d like to dump her as a “friend” but worry about hurting her feelings which aren’t virtual though who knows. Fortunately, this site actually does not notify friends that they are blocked. How does this work? Here she is thinking she’s still your friend and you don’t get anymore of her invitations or karmas or messages.
So-and-so has just joined the I-for-This-and-Not-for-That group. Another friend writes on your Wall, Hey, this is old Greg, watcha doing in my waters? You write back, I just had a double burger hold the bread.
I thought the most important thing I’d heard recently is that the “common” grave which contains Federico Garcia Lorca, resting in duende, and several other victims of Franco’s slaughter is about to be dug up on account of the new Historical Memory Law in Spain which supercedes the Forget History Law. Some relatives of Lorca’s grave-mates, not Lorca’s, want to check to see just who is really there and have the peace of knowing. Lorca’s niece, who speaks perfect English and has the wonderful last name Garcia Lorca, says the family is opposed. However, they will respect the wishes of other implicated parties. But she’d like her uncle to be reburied in the same spot with the same mates who suffered the same fate. So I posted online, I hope Garcia Lorca is returned to the same spot, but no one responded. What kind of friends do I have here?