People of La Reunion origin, today, make a wide range of income via an extensive array of professions and businesses. My ex, the lowliest of
the lowliest of them, is an NP. A somebody. They're all "somebody"s. But
they rather strictly avoid any form of activity that is war related or
violent in nature, or such businesses which turn some faction of people
into modern day slaves. Even my ex had been pressed for years by her
folks for participating in some form of activity related to abortion as
part of her duties in the hospital. They're anti-abortion.
If you happen to work for their businesses, you'll have a job in which
you can have a life alongside as well and save money too. If same
business is owned by an outsider, Dallasite or not, the employees
usually have to sacrifice the quality of their lives to gain comparable
income. But there are of course limits for good jobs in Dallas, so
competition is high for getting a job offered by Reunion owners, even
for ones that are designed for essentially menial work (e.g. Costco,
Uline, etc). People, by reputation, know that such jobs, as simple as
they are, offer quite superior pay and benefits, so they struggle to get
them. This leads to entrance exams! This is how you can detect the ones
owned and run by Reunion people.
My ex-boss in the Chinese company that I used to work, quit his job and
got hired by Uline at a position comparable to mine in that Chinese
company. So it was, you may say, a demotion for him. He later told me
the experience was identical to enjoying excellent jobs from late 1960s
period (he was my age). You'd live alongside, and you'd make ample money
fast. This is almost impossible to arrange when you work for outsiders,
because the latter are just a bunch of smart alecks. They'd have you
work Saturdays and Sundays too, and pay is kept low enough for you to
often work your weekends to make ends meet and put a little aside. They
don't care.
There are no worker unions in Dallas, but by the sheer presence of La
Reunion influence, if you get one of their jobs it is exactly as if you
have a worker union supporting you and watching over you as well, so you
could also have a life alongside your job.
But this part of the blog is not about workers or other people. It is
about La Reunion people themselves. So I am coming back to describe them better.
Their ideals aren't forgotten! This is the main point.
They're still held and practiced to this day. Even the La Reunion Tower
with that ball on top could not be built before it did... Cause their
full ideals had not been met yet. It was still too early to celebrate
success.
Today, in every non-violent activity, you see the hands of La Reunion
people. Art, science, music, sports, entertainment, dairy products, construction, farming, charity-run hospitals, aviation, housing,
education, social services, research centers, universities, libraries,
"special collections" .... In every thing positive and/or needed that
has a non-violence nature to it.
They're _not_ in war-related industries because it violates La Reunion
ideals.
They're art loving. They lift a finger, and for just one performance of
the Nut Cracker suite for their _children_, right in the Christmas Eve
hours, the best of the best ensemble of the world's dancers and
orchestras fly over and come to downtown Dallas for just one
performance! You'd think this is as private as it can get, right? Wrong.
The event is accessible to public, cheap too! I've seen three of them,
first one on my own, one with that Swiss girlfriend, and one with my ex
wife. The hardest part of that Pas de Deux part is a feat that can be
performed only by two or three women in the world at any time and era
you pick, yet the best of that two or three is always the one doing it
in those events in downtown. Each year on Christmas eve!
More examples from classical music? How about Maria Callas, honey? Do
you even know who she was? We Iranians knew her from Iran because
anybody around the world knew about her; we even knew her story of life,
a fat girl who had once had to swallow a baby tapeworm so she could get
thin enough for finding jobs as a soprano singer before she was famous.
Callas was the undisputed world number one in soprano. There were pieces
that only she could perform. No one else in the world at the time did
them without errors! She came over to Dallas to again make just one performance, sounds familiar? She sang those famous pieces. She did it flawlessly. Right here in Dallas. I was just a kid then elsewhere in the
world. But if my family was here, I'd be speaking of it here from my own memories.
I read somewhere that about 10 or so of her enemies had also flown over
to be there on the front rows just to detect one error, so they could go
back and raise hell in their media outlets about it... None of them got
even one. They all went back empty-handed.
Helping others, friend or foe, in the fields that they are active in, is
part of the deal for them. It is part of what La Reunion stands for. I
paid only an average of $20 per ticket for the Christmas Eve Nutcracker
events and they even included free parking downtown. Do you think it
could cover the cost of bringing the top 200 people in the world
downtown to make just one performance? Of course not. It was almost all
paid by La Reunion people, not me or the like. Our money couldn't even
pay the electricity bill for that performance. Forget the rent for that
huge opera house, payments for each of those 200 individuals that
included the best in the world, their cost of coming and then leaving
after only one performance! Cost of creating and printing the nice
booklet they gave you with the ticket which contained everything you'd
need to know about those performers and what they performed ... Are you
kidding me? Social services of all sorts is part of their ideals dating
back from that camp.
And that's just classical music baby.
How about Rock music? I saw The Police performing in an auditorium in
SMU for an audience not much larger than an ordinary dollar movie
theater, at the highest point in their popularity, in 1980! It was a
private gathering indeed. I was there cause La Reunion people had
advertised it in Dallas Observer so the public also would have a chance.
It was not announced on radio because space was so limited. I rushed and
bought two tickets, $8 each :-))) Still have the stubs. It was, even
then, worth at least $800 each, really much more, but when the La
Reunion people are behind such gatherings, it is essentially for all,
not just the super rich. Me and my girlfriend (the Swiss one again)
happily waited till the date arrived, and went there and enjoyed a heck
of a night of performance by that band, together with an amazing array
of people present; at times all of us were uncontrollably jumping up and
down like Sting himself. And there was this tall guy with full Saudi
Arabian outfit sitting right in the middle of the audience, and every
time the music reached its climax he would stand up and hold his hands
out horizontally like a cross, pulling the white garb with it and an
intense beacon from the scene of the band would turn on directly on him!
The combined effect was staggering. It was exactly like Jesus had
descended on us. He did that several times, right at the peak moments.
But gradually, nobody could sit anymore. We first found ourselves
standing and shouting and singing with the band, then to be able to see
the band at all from behind standing people in front of us we had to
constantly change our location inside the auditorium :-))) Everybody had
begun moving around to see the band!... The Arab guy was forgotten
history by then, Hehheeh :-)
The attendants themselves were as interesting as the band and the music
indeed. Very wealthy, which was obvious to see, educated, unbelievably well-dressed, speaking in different languages with each other (hey so
did I - I was trilingual - on many occasions I spoke in German with
her). It was gas, I don't know what else to tell you. And just one
performance. Imagine the amount of money those art-loving people had
paid to have The Police fly over to be theirs that entire night. It was
a one-night performance.
When it was over, we came out and discovered the whole area around the
building (McFarlin auditorium) was surrounded on all sides by people,
mostly students of SMU themselves, who had heard the loud music from
outside and come to see what the heck was happening in there. In fact,
it took us like one hour to drive the car out of that area! We had
parked very close to the building and were trapped by people who wanted
to at least see The Police members leave. They wouldn't budge. We drove
home that night, wondering if we'd ever had a more exciting night in our
young lives, constantly making meaningful smiles to each other... It was
gas. I still have the two stubs somewhere buried in the attic. Could not
throw them away (even after my wife years later asked me to).
Thank you people of the La Reunion origin, thank you The Police. You
made a sensation in the lives of many people that night. All for $8 a
ticket :) The auditorium wasn't even fully filled... Back rows were
empty. Very private.
And I've not forgotten who instilled all this among so many.
https://i.postimg.cc/YSV0xmK6/Charles-Fourier.jpg
He must've been one of a kind.
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