Sunday, July 10, 2011

Some things are just too difficult to swallow

By means of a can of Del Monte cut green beans, I first learned people were starving in China.



“Eat your green beans," my father would say.

“I can’t, Dad. I can’t."

“There are people starving in China," he’d say.

Only on evenings when my mother served canned green beans did my father show any interest in foreign affairs. Otherwise, it was the sports page for him. On these canned-green-beans evenings, I was inflicted with a psyche-scarring moral equation, and I wished desperately to be on the opposite end of it. I would have opted to be starving with the Chinese ...