“Happiness in an intelligent person is a rare thing to find.” After giving up watching Mr. Robot, I scanned thru the movies and I came upon this gem of a film, “Papa” a movie about Ernest Hemingway’s life in Cuba prior to Fidel Castro’s rise to power..
Papa Hemingway was a brilliant man who had had enough of his life. Among other ailments, he suffered from a certain type of writer’s block I know so well; he so much wanted to write about the love of his life yet he couldn’t get that first sentence down on paper. Nothing I can write comes close to what I want to say. I haven’t heard from her now going many months and I believe that any contact from her isn’t going to happen.
Papa Guerra was also an anti-fascist, who looked up to Papa Hemingway after he had the guts to be a reportet covering The Abe Lincoln Brigade in Spain’s Revolution. Both Papas would have hated to see what has happened to this country. We have elected a man who will soon bring fascism to this great land of ours and who will be reporting on the coming streetbattles? No one… We have no true journalists anymore just propaganda readers who give us the party line…
The final words of the movie sum up Papa Hemingway’s reason for taking his life, “A man alone ain’t got no chance.” I couldn’t say it any better…this too will pass