Can I ask you a question? If I went on a “hugging tour” of the United States, how long would you be willing to wait in line to receive a hug from me? I’m just curious… Here’s a clip from the article that got me thinking about it:
Thousands of followers of India’s “hugging saint” have come during the past week or so to a barn-like temple tucked away in the hills outside the San Francisco Bay Area, looking for a little love.
“People wait 10 hours for a three-second hug,” said Bill Gasko, 65, a physicist from Massachusetts who also goes by “Suchindra.”
They are here to see Amma, a 51-year-old woman from a poor fishing village in southern India who presides over a network of schools, hospitals, soup kitchens, orphanages and shrines covered with photos of her own smiling face.
I have to warn you up front that it might take a lot longer than ten hours, even if the lines are considerably shorter than they were for the saint, as I’ll have to shower and change clothes between each hug… Unless, of course, someone loans me a hazmat suit.
That would make a nice documentary, don’t you think? Me traveling across the US, hugging people from inside a hazmat suit? I’d watch something like that for a few hours… just a man in a hazmat suit on the back of a flatbed truck, pulling into the abandoned parking lots of decaying manufacturing plants and hugging the people wondering by.
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I’ve been waiting a lifetime to lick your neck.
One day, I’ll post a big close-up of my neck for you to slap your tongue up against. (On second thought, maybe I should put that in a “members only” section and charge a monthly access fee.)