Last night around midnight there was a highly discernible smell of burning in our apartment, coming through the open windows. And if we listened very closely, we could hear the banging of a drum and the sounds of shouting in the distance.
It was a protest outside the Central Bank, about 3 km away. A group of people had lit a fire and, with a rhythm that has become the heartbeat of the nation, were demanding the resignation of the governors and board of the Bank.
Recent events – the calling of spring elections, the resignation of the minister of commerce and dismissal of the board of the FSA – has been like fuel on the fire of the protests. In a good way. A very good way. The people feel that they are being listened to at last and are demanding not just cosmetic change but REAL change, radical change, a complete restructuring of this society and the systems that have prevailed.
Meanwhile, we are all waiting with bated breath to see what this day will deliver. At this very moment the two coalition parties are holding meetings – separately – and speculation is rife. Some say the plug has already been pulled on the coalition, that the Social Democrats will take over leadership in the government, that cleansing in the Central Bank is already a done deal, and on and on … but nothing has been confirmed. However, both the PM and the leader of the coalition have said that the big announcement concerning the future of the Icelandic government will be made today.
THE WIND HAS PICKED UP
And it feels cold. Bare and spindly trees are swaying with the winds [of change]. Temps are reasonable, 3°C [37F]. The sun came up at 10:25, will set at 4:56.
[Incidentally, I discovered through coincidence this morning that the P.O. box provided in the ‘contact’ section of this website has been defunct ever since the day I rented it, back in November. The Icelandic postal service failed to notify the mail sorting department of the change, so evidently all mail I’ve had sent to that address has been returned to sender. Through a great stroke of fortune, one of the senders called me this morning to notify me of the return. – So did the Icelandic postal service – Íslandspóstur – offer to do something for me by way of compensation? Of course not! The woman on the phone was stunned that I should broach the idea of them refunding me the money I have been paying thus far for a the P.O. box that, as far as they were concerned, was not even assigned to me. Her remark? “It’s only ‘x amount’ that you’ve been paying since November.” !!!! argh !!!!
Bottom line: if you have attempted to send me anything [Christmas presents? cheques? hate mail? doggie-doo?] and it’s been returned with the message ‘unknown’, you’ll know why. For choosing such a completely inept service provider, my sincere apologies. Just don’t expect me to resign.]