So I’m at the demonstration to save Białowieża forest, the last remaining virgin forest in Europe. The current government is busy cutting it down because it can. My dog runs over to this dog Elvis. Elvis has a Mohawk haircut – a strip of hair running down his back with the sides shaved. The owner says he’s cooler this way – meaning both temperature and attitude. He looks like a famous singer or may actually be that guy. I’m not good at this so don’t ask because I don’t want to look stupid. Famous people walk the streets of Warsaw regularly. Those with talent, that is. Celebrities travel in entourages and limos. So we walk to the demo and continue talking about Elvis, both the dog and the person, which leads to politics and then to music because he is able to identify the obscure song from the 60s that they are playing over the loudspeakers, Wipeout by the Ventures.
By this time, people are walking over to him and shaking his hand and mine (!). Limelight effect.
I decide he must be this guy so ask and of course he says yes. I tell him I’ve forgotten his name (I’m allowed because he knows I’m American) and he tells me, not offended by my lack of hipness. I ask him how is life in the fast lane and he says not always pleasant.
Finally TV finds him and begins an interview. I take my leave at this point because they are going to march 7 kilometers to the Ministry of the Environment. If it were 1968, I would do it but….. Before I go, I hand him my card because he took a pic of my dog and he says he’ll send it to me.
All because of Elvis…….