We went to see the Glass Pumpkin show in Palo Alto and walked around after dinner at Oren’s Hummus on Friday, and to Sunday Assembly (http://sundayassemblysiliconvalley.org/) yesterday which I had heard of from James Doty after the lecture at Stanford. I practiced driving after more than a month.
After a filling lunch, we went to the boating place. Though the initial plan was to use canoes and kayaks, given the size of the group, we decided to go with two rafts to increase the bonding. Santosh and I were with two fourteen year old boys and a ten year old girl. The energy and competitiveness of the kids got us to stay ahead of the adult group throughout the ~1.5 mile route. We went down some rapids. Later we got stuck on some rocks because the water levels were lower. I sat at the back muttering ‘left back, right forward’ to remember how to paddle to keep the boat straight despite the occasional imbalance in rowing from the two sides. B, the coxswain of her rowing team, the niece who’s grad party it was the next day, was at the back of the other raft. Apparently she became exasperated with her rowers’ lack of coordination.
Including the habits of happy people, environmentalist experiments, and the good side of Indian men…
It is time to question the system, to change our priorities and give more importance to less materialistic forms of enrichment.
Money doesn’t make someone superior. Many people attach these kinds of prerequisites to respect someone. There really doesn’t need to be one.
There are four main castes usually listed in the following order; Brahmins, the teachers/priests, Kshatriyas, the warriors and administrators, Vaishyas, the traders and the Shudras, the labourers. This system originally developed as method of division of labour and thus the analogy of the different parts of the body. In very little time though, even as early as the Later Vedic Era, the system became thoroughly corrupted. People began to lose the freedom to move between the castes based on one’s choice of profession. Caste became a matter of birth.
I’m looking at everything I use and wondering; Where did this come from? How was it made? What did I kill for it? So maybe I didn’t hold the knife but as a consumer, I am what feeds the system to continue doing what it does.
We aren’t used to a type of respect which is independent of sex, money or education, which is far more fundamental. That’s what we have to work towards for true equality.
For change to occur, dialogues, debate, awareness, media attention triggering thought and questions in hard set ways of current society, and introspection all need to occur.
We all need to do our part;
1) Encourage respect and sensitivity in men and patriarchal women
2) Discourage patriarchal notionals within oneself, within one’s family or school/college. Counter them with arguements for Equality
3) Allow young men and women to be friends from childhood, get to know each other, develop respect and empathy for each other
No amount of violence we can subject those aggressors to can take away her pain. Nothing can undo that devastation. But by subjecting them to the horrors many of us have vividly envisioned administering to them, we only add to the total depravity of human nature.
The taxi-driver is lower than the chauffeur but higher than the tempo-driver or the auto-driver. The bus-driver is a curiosity, brazening his way past everyone through sheer might. You and I can attain driver caste if we make our friends sit in the back seat of our cars.