...is paved with things like home improvement ideas, child entertainment schemes and neoconservative foreign policy schemes
Or, in our case, a full day of domestic bliss.
I'll blog a little tomorrow, though I don't have anything really burning to say. Do I detect a certain slough, a lessening of intellectual intensity in the blogosphere, since the Election? Dunno, but in my case it feels seasonal as much as anything; I hate this time of year, when you rise and sleep in darkness. Mojo gets hit worse than I, but even I feel a certain lassitude during these short, cold late autumn days.
Add to that our friends in the very last stages of the adoption process have hit a very idiotic, very nasty little bump. Nothing that will disrupt their adoption, but just a dirty, petty display of human greed, and I'm...angry is too strong a word...irked about it. Certain aspects of international adoption are really unsavory, and the money-hunger is the worst. Yes, I know that many countries involved in IA are very poor. Yes, I understand that they often have no other recourse.But, dammit, fine. Be honest. Call your fees "fees" and be businesslike about it. The thing that chapped me more than anything about our adoption experience was the "presents". We had to "give presents" to the orphanage staff and to the officials at Civil Affairs. The huge chunk of cash we "donated" to the orphanage had to be in new, crisp $100 bills - I almost requested nonconsecutive serial numbers to fit the ransom feel of the damn thing. Look; I give presents to people I love because I love them and donations to causes I support. These were "tips" at best, bribes at worst. IA is awash with money, it is wrapped up and undergirded and carpeted and upholstered with cash. There's a man called Brian Stuy who is widely loathed in the China IA community for hammering away at this and the potential for criminal activities like baby-buying and baby-selling it provides.
I'm glad we have our daughter, and I hope my friends bring theirs home soon, and safe. I wish everyone longing for a child could get one, decently and soon. We love and are very lucky to have our little girl. But I won't pretend that there's nothing about IA that makes me uncomfortable. There are, and thinking about our friends' sudden problem just reminds me of what they are.