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Friday, July 17, 2009

Hatred

A friend just posted this link on a list that I'm on.


Hate-filled morons like this creature are a disgrace not just to India or to Hindus but to the human race. I'm ashamed to admit that I breathe the same air as people like her who are so blinkered that they cannot look past their own moral deficiencies and indoctrination and recognize that the objects of their hatred are human beings too. That said, I must admit that her lack of self-reflection sets up a situation that would be darkly humorous were it not blood-curdling. I can't help but laugh at her un-self-conscious railing against the indoctrination of youth on the "poison of religion". And I need hardly draw attention to the hate-filled responses this post has drawn on Youtube; that site is not exactly renowned for its cultured and civilized discourse between rational, sensible human beings. Hatred isn't limited by any physical or political borders; this is one commodity that is sadly available in abundance wherever human beings are free to draw lines in the sand (or snow, or marsh, or paddy field, or whatever). There's no shortage of racist / xenophobic / fundamentalist / insert-every-other-class-of-bigot-here idiots in the world. 


On a related note, I just came across this article in Salon about how the US Army is dropping its recruiting standards to meet recruitment potentials, and is now turning a blind eye to the recruitment of skinheads and neo-Nazis. Of course, why would that be a problem? I mean, it's not like neo-Nazis are full of hatred for Arabs and Jews, right?


I'm done with this post. I can't deal with this sort of nonsense any more.


UPDATED:  The sheer absurdity of the neo-Nazi thing is just sinking in. Recruiters are willing to admit people with clear and unrepentant ties to violent, bigoted groups, but not patriotic Americans who happen to be gay.



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Why pearls, and why strung at random?

In his translation of the famous "Turk of Shirazghazal of Hafez into florid English, Sir William Jones, the philologist and Sanskrit scholar and polyglot extraordinaire, transformed the following couplet:

غزل گفتی و در سفتی بیا و خوش بخوان حافظ

که بر نظم تو افشاند فلک عقد ثریا را


into:

Go boldly forth, my simple lay,
Whose accents flow with artless ease,
Like orient pearls at random strung.

The "translation" is terribly inaccurate, but worse, the phrase is a gross misrepresentation of the highly structured organization of Persian poetry. Regardless, I picked it as the name of my blog for a number of reasons: 
1) I don't expect the ordering of my posts to follow any rhyme or reason
2) Since "at random strung" is a rather meaningless phrase, I decided to go with the longer but more pompous "pearls at random strung". I rest assured that my readers are unlikely to deduce from this an effort on my part to arrogate some of Hafez's peerless brilliance!

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