I am publicly apologizing for the two errors made last night while judgement was somewhere left behind:

To (e:diana): My comments last night were purely jocular in nature. There was no harm intended. My humor gets dumber as the night goes on, and the quips leave my mouth without traversing the terrain of my mind. Though I still think that if you're gonna call me T-bag, I can call you D-licious or Di-uretic, but I won't again.

To becka, sorry for confusing you for Nicole. It's just that just about everytime I see you you're together...lame excuse, but yeah...

and so very adaptable.

I mentioned that the latest novel in my India phase is City of Djinns by William Dalrymple, and because I've heard that my journal entries are too long, I'm just going to post a couple random bits of triivia. All the following words were exported for English use by those great chaps at the British East India Company, but have their origins in a variety of India's languages:

• pyjamas (apparently this is how you spell it in high-falutin' England)
• cummerbund
• veranda
• bungalow
• pundit (how did that get in this list, I wonder?)
• candy
• ghoul
• thug
• [/list]
• And here are some that crossed-over and were used colloquially but didn't survive the journey back to the motherland and thence to us:
• [list]
• goont-from the Hindi meaning pony (don't look a gift goont in the face?)
• shikar-sport(s) (I am constantly amused to hear how Brits say sport instead of sports)
• cheese (as in it's the real cheese)- from the Hindi chiz meaning thing
• chummery-bachelor quarters
• rum-johny- mistress, from the Hindi ramjani meaning dancing girl
• goglet-water bottle

[inlink]chaibiscoot,29[/inlink] (e:chaibiscoot) thanks for responding and adding your input into this discussion. My very limited knowledge of everything India (sorry, I didn't choose my fucked-up westerncentric education) makes me feel like a political voyeur. White Mughals is great, you'll definately enjoy it, and recognize many of the places since it's your hometown. Even I now feel like I have a sense of the city, albeit a two hundred year old sense. I'm on to City of Djinns now and a VS Naipul book. Thanks for the recommend.

and (e:emily), the Reinstein Park really is nice. I finally got there yesterday and it was a little rainy and there were deers (even a pair of cute little fawns) and turkeys and pretty pink lily pads. [inlink]emily,188[/inlink]

[inlink]sqb,30[/inlink] Yeah, I keep wanting to go there, it's right by my work. The picture looks great, maybe it's as nice as Tift, but maybe it can't match the remedied air of a landfill made over.

To (e:Ajay)[inlink]ajay,72[/inlink]: From what I've heard of Arundhati (from Democracy Now! and the books I've read) she has a great voice and good concept of what globalization means to the "rest of the world". Though I haven't heard of her palatial house in a natural forest preserve (I would like to hear more if you have details), I am not sure that is enough to disqualify her from having an opinion. Should we all ignore Michael Moore now that he is surely a multi-millionaire? His message is as clear as ever. And while at some intrinsic level, I balk at taking advice from those who are obviously benefiting from the system, do I turn away and not take their help/advice? I (and I assume you) are doing pretty well for ourselves (especially on a global scale where half the world worries about just eating) yet I feel that we are allowed to comment on the policies that are shaping our world. If from our priviliged position we are able to see the patterns emerging it becomes something of a responsibility for us to at least comment (though, of course, hopefully we do more). And I do know that Arundhati has gone to jail for her beliefs regarding the dams in India . That's more than I've ever done. I guess I should be out protesting the eminent domain of the new Peace bridge (though the scale here is a little different, here they expect to relocate up to 500 residents and give them fair-market value, in India they build the dam and the people have to flee the rising waters: and we're talking millions of people-according to Ms. Roy over 35 million. I would reccomend reading this article, though you're going to have to register: (F)&fodname=20040726&sid=1).

When you say that people want the luxuries of modern convenience I understand. They're made to be alluring, and more than that they're marketed to be that way. I don't watch TV, and feel better because of it, but it's taken a great effort on my part, TV's easy. I realize we can't save people from their own desires, but what about preventing them from having new desires implanted onto them? Half the time I think life would be much better if I could just farm my own land. So I agree that people have the right to choose, but they also have the right to be informed about just what they are choosing, which is not just glamorous western-style TV, but also western-style markets, supply and demand, and the economic hardship that accompanies "westernization". I wish (e:chaibiscoot) was here to comment, she's and Indian who respects Ms. Roy and I would like the comparison.

Also, the other books I were reading weren't fiction. The specific book about India revealed tons about the whole process of colonization. It was very imformative and I would reccomend it to anyone wishing to learn about India's history. Do you have anything you could reccomend as far as learning about your culture, (e:Ajay)?

Thanks to (e:chaibiscoot) I have been reading some excellent books. She emailed me about a post I had written about India (coorecting many of the vague impressions I had) and gave me a few suggestions to read about her native land: India. She suggested William Dalrymple and Arundhati Roy among others. The problem with reading about India is that I don't speak any Indian languages and so am stuck with what English/American/a few others have written in English.



Dalrymple is an Englishman (though he makes reference to possible Indian heritage in a foreward) who studies Oriental/Asian culture. His first book, In Xanadu describes his efforts to follow Marco Polo's footsteps to the fabled city of Xanadu. The catch is that this is in the early 90's. So instead of Persian warlords we have an Iraq/Iran war, a closed Afghani border, and a communist China. This may sound like mere cultural tourism and to a large extent is, but Dalrymple's awe and love of the history of these ancient peoples is evident throughout the book. One of his emphases is architecture and so we are treated to lengthy comparisons of Persian vs. Byzantine columns and such. But he also has a clear message of inclusion that runs througout both books. He's describing these people not to show their alien aspects but rather to delight in how similar their idiosyncracies are.

White Mughals is almost a docudrama. James Kirkpatrick is the British Resident at Hyderabad, India, and finds himself sought after by an Indian princess. He eventually falls in love, and adopts many native customs in the interim. The tale is of the roots of the British Empire in India and shows how different things could have been, if Kirkpatrick's attitudes had been adopted by more. It's the turn of the 18th century, and the British and French are both vying for control of the huge indian "resource." This is a critical time because the whole tone of the next 100 years is being set, will India become a trading partner or a colonial outpost. We know the answer of course and this book delves into exactly why this happened and what percipitated the changes.

The Cheekbook and the Cruise Missile is a series of interviews conducted between 2002-2003. We hear of the huge struggle for power in India, where local people are being forced off their land for hydro-power, fundamentalist religion is being used on both sides of the political spectrum, and the WTO/IMF is dictating economic policy. It is great to contrast what is happening in India to what is happening today in America (and what has happened in the last 100 years or so). One of Arundhati's main points is the distancing of power. In other words, that bigger and bigger institutions are in control of more and more power. She asks, why does it always have to get bigger? Why must everything be more concentrated? To her, this is what globalization is about: the removal or distancing of power. But where is the logic that a room full of men half way around the world knows how to run your city/state/country better than those who live there? It's a good fast read, and because it's interviews you really get the whole Arundhati-flow of conversation. I am in love.

The library has all three books if you wanna read. Just go to their website and request the titles and within a few days you can pick them up at the library of your choice. Whoopie!

the more you can see right through his liberal label.

Like always, Bush is lying. For months now he's been calling Kerry the Mass. Liberal, and Kerry's doing his darndest to put the horrible lie back in the closet where it's been resting since he came home from Vietnam and testified before Congress. The closer the election creeps, the more Kerry's thin liberal coat is sloughing away to reveal the snake of a different color (red?) hiding beneath. He'll increase Defense (read: WAR) spending. He won't back down on the hunt for terrorists (read: continue to check the stats of your civil liberites on a daily basis). "Special Units" (read: assassins/interogators/counterintelligence) expenditures will skyrocket. Who's the liberal now Bush?

It just makes me wonder what other liberal values we'll have to sacrifice in order to capture that suprememe slice of the electorate, these so-called moderates. What the fuck are moderates? People who have no opinions? People who don't like to make a distinction between right and wrong? Fence-sitters afraid of any decisions that might take a bit of comfort/convenience from their personal lives? Fine, I accept the fact that they exist but why the hell do I want to join their party? Anything but Bush will only get you so far. And if you creep closer and closer to the enemy, you may take a couple of his supporters away, but you're also going to alienate many people who still believe that it's not the man, but the values behind the man that we're voting for. If, in his rush to secure these moderate votes, Kerry continues to shed his more liberal values, he's going to lose a lot more than his credibility with me and the other weirdo-commies (or whatever we're labelled by the mainstream) on this site. He just might lose an election.

Here is the new test of Paul's newfangled journal box application. Hope it works.

Ajay, I think this [inlink]ajay,68[/inlink] is a great idea. Now we just have to see who we can get involved and then schedule it. It would be great if we got not only writers but photographers, videographers, and sound artists involved. We could even turn the whole thing into a promotional CD.

sidenote: I think this is a neat idea too, but I actually didn't write this. It was Paul, erroneously logged in as me on our computer. Sorry Ajay, but I've transferred your thanks to him anyways.

The one aparently nice day in weeks and I have to choose between equally enjoyable activities. I can go on the boat in the lake with good friend Dave or I can go to Thursday in the Square and see Arrested Development with mucho friends and peeps. What to do? Either way I will still be able to make Pink-night (thank god, right?). We shall see...



This cute little feller here uses ultrasound screams to alert his pals that danger is coming . It's the first time that researchers have discovered a rodent with ultrasonic capabilities and also deciphered their meaning. I guess it's probably not that surprising that other rodents would use ultrasound, bats are just mice with wings, right?

and I don't know what I'm doing tonight.

I arrived home tonight with an aching bladder to find a locked house. I had foolishly given my key to a notoriously absent-minded fellow who forgot when I came home from work. I waited for a halfhour before resorting to spry methods to enter my apartment. Luckily the offender didn't show up for another halfhour still. My temper had subsided along with the pressure in my bladder. Now I am in a mood. Which one I can't decide. Perhaps it's a mood-to-be, waiting for the right impetus to propel it into fruition. Perhaps. Perhaps it's a call to take it easy and read a book. Who knows? Guess I'll sit back and find out.