Puka, Day 7. Those are some gorgeous beach shots they have here. It makes me want to go to the Cook Islands and segregate myself from others based on race. Brad is skulking along the bottom of the water with the fishing spear, looking surprisingly competent. He emerges with a sizable fish that looks quite embarrassed to have been caught by a reality-show contestant. "I'm never going to hear the end of this," the fish thinks, not realizing at all that it doesn't know the half of it. Back at camp, Jenny and Becky are sitting silently as Cao Boi tells a story about a guy he knows who brought his kids over from Vietnam when they were fifteen and sixteen. "Ha ha ha!" Cao Boi laughs boisterously. He goes on to explain that the guy apparently didn't know that his kids would be drafted and forced to go to Iraq. And...this is weird, because I can't imagine that Cao Boi doesn't know there's no military draft, and I can't imagine that he thinks there's a secret military draft. Everything he says about how it's rich people's kids and politicians' kids who can traditionally avoid the draft is certainly valid, but I'm...not sure it's all that relevant at the moment, you know? I guess his theory is that there's clearly going to be a military draft, which I'm sure some people believe (warning: emails mentioning your theory about whether the administration will reinstate the draft will be deleted), but he seems awfully certain.
A tired Brad tells us that he's had "a coming to Jesus in [his] own mind." He's bungling that expression, incidentally, which is more like "come to Jesus moment." And that's not really what it means anyway, because Brad means "revelation that I'm angry." "Come to Jesus moment" usually means something more like a reality check often brought on by another person's intervention, in my experience. I'm not sure you can have a "coming to Jesus" that someone is annoying. Unless it's, like, Herod. Anyway, Brad goes on to say that Cao Boi simply never shuts up. Jenny weakly challenges Cao Boi by saying that people might avoid the draft by going to college, but nobody apparently has the presence of mind to simply tell Cao Boi that if he were as savvy about politics as he thinks he is, he wouldn't be making this argument in the first place. Brad tells us that he doesn't think Cao Boi is "all there." Furthermore, he doesn't think Cao Boi will ever get there. "Unless he's medicated," he adds. That seems like a bit much to me, there, Brad. Not all people who have weird ideas are mentally ill -- some of them just hang around in organic food co-ops too much. Just kidding, organic food co-ops! Love your flax seeds!