Sunday, 30 January 2011

One turning turns to much green

One turning turns to much green
Ours such that words mean
That World hearkens
Our Word darkens

Barack, Mubarak & the mood in the barracks.

Egypt is used to bread riots. It is used to the Muslim Brotherhood trying to assert itself and being very throughly beaten into submission. What is happening today is neither a bread riot nor part of the Ikhwan's cunning plan. Rather, it appears, both the ruling elite and the protesting crowds are bidding for the support of the boys in the barracks.
It is in this context that President Obama- but not holier-than-thou Hilary Clinton-  has an element of benign leverage.
A Junior Officer brokered settlement between the rulers and the protestors might be able to get the West and other regional stakeholders to kick in massive increments in resources so as to manage a transition to...pretty much the sort of thing you had before but with El Bardadei doing a P.R. fan-dance to disguise the fact that he and his ilk have no power..
If Obama shoves Hilary aside and really takes charge of this- showing the boys in the barracks that Egypt matters and that his famous address to the Muslim people in Cairo was more than mere rhetoric- then, it may be, his benign leverage can be used to facilitate the sort of structural change Egypt needs.
Will it happen?
No.
So no change there, then.

Thursday, 27 January 2011

Sleeping your way to the top- the case of Manmohan Singh.

Manmohan is a ruthless sex machine who has slept his way to the top (and I don't mean just by dozing off during lectures or Cabinet meetings and so on).
Indeed, last year, I warned America of what would happen if Michele invited that bounder to the White House. While she was busy in the kitchen preparing the makki di roti that fuels his raging satryriasis, the slutty Sardar banged her husband breathless and charisma bereft.

Ultra articulate, egg-head, Montek Singh Ahluwalia, currently in Davos, on the other hand, is just a turbaned tampon.

Why does Wikipedia not tell us these things anymore? Political Correctness gone mad- right?!

Personally, I blame David Cameron.
He must cut the apron strings of Brussels even if this means giving up breast feeding George Osborne.

Saturday, 22 January 2011

Why Von Mises is irrelevant to India.

Von Mises, like Wittgenstein, was an assimilated (indeed his father had been ennobled) Austrian Jew loyal to an incompossible Empire.
As he point out, in his 1919 work 'Nation, State & Economy", the Hapsburg Empire had no further legitimating ideology, or principle of coherence, other than the claims of the ruling dynasty.  He says-
'in the last forty years of its existence, the Empire was, with a few transitory exceptions, more or less anti-German and often draconically persecuted relatively harmless utterances of German national sentiments, while far sharper speeches and deeds of the other nationalities enjoyed benevolent toleration, the state-supporting parties among the Germans always kept the upper hand. Up to the last days of the Empire the Germans felt themselves the real champions of the state idea, citizens of a German state. Was that a delusion, was it political immaturity?'

India, today, from the perspective of the U.P.A, looks rather like the Hapsburg Empire. It coheres because it is the inheritance of the Nehru-Gandhi dynasty. The only anti-national forces that are to be 'draconically persecuted' are Hindutva outfits. Indeed, according to Wikileaks, Rahul Gandhi is said to have denounced home-grown Hindu extremist groups as a bigger threat to India than Pakistan-based Lashkar-e-Toiba and Muslim militants during his conversations with US Ambassador Timothy Roemer.

As a matter of fact, what Mises does not mention is that it was the Jews, not the Germans, who were the most loyal of the Hapsburg subjects- German irredentism was not the inconsequential schwarmerei he took it for.

Indeed, Hitler's main selling point, in his Mein Kampf, was that the Hapsburgs used their alliance with the fuck-wit Kaiser to quiet their own German population- in other words, Germany wasn't to blame for starting the War- them Slav-loving Hapsburgs were. This was the one original thing Hitler could add to the program the German Army was paying him to publicize and agitate towards- viz. the 'stab in the back' theory- i.e. the Army didn't lose the War at all. What actually happened was, some random Jewish guy, running late for Shabbos, mislaid it and then lied about having ever had the thing in his possession in the first place, shrugging his shoulders and rolling his eyes in that way they have and like totally getting in your face when taken to task saying  things like 'yore Momma so fat... my wrist watch is what I lost fisting her- howsabout you get in there and get it back for me- hunh?."
Which is not to say that Count Schlieffen and Eulenberg and the Kaiser an all the other assholes at General Staff, including the always ludicrous Ludenndorf, weren't all a bunch of tutu wearing, gay, clockwork toys ceaselessly buggering each other till their brains turned to shite.

In the end, Hitler almost pulled off the dream of the Austrian German Nationalists- viz. enlisting Prussian military might to maintain German dominance over Slavs in the former Hapsburg territories.

Since the more clear eyed of the Austrian Jews- even those who started off as Pan-Germanists like Viktor Adler- ultimately saw the writing on the wall- Prussia might be safe for Jews, but a truncated German Austria could never be so- vide  Schonerer, Karl Leuger and, actually, a whole bunch of self-hating  kravatenjeden silly-arses- so these guys wanted some Socialist Utopia- where Universalism would replace Nationalism, or else they wanted a Night Watchman State, such that no collective was cognizable and only Individual Economic agents remained. Since stuff like Order and Respect for Private Property was crucially dependent on States not getting up to the sort of shenanigans that States always get up to- so, like, mebbee?, the Gold standard and no fiat money and other such Karl Kraus krankishness might strait-jacket the State such that its Power only exercised itself to curb its own burgeoning.

Von Mises was one such twat- a long lived twat- one, moreover, associated with two of the most repellent and long tonguedly self twat battering female nutjobs in history- viz. Ann Raynd and 'Alan' Greenspan- but he intended no harm to India specifically, as opposed to America- so R.I.P bro- as for Israel, you wouldn't have liked them horny handed sabras anyway- and like fuck they'd have touched your shite.

If India breaks up nicely and sweetly, like sugar cubes dissolving in tea- Von Mises is relevant to India. It won't. This is a mother fucking catastrophe waiting to happen.

Mises didn't do mimetics- mirror nuerons- he didn't understand States, he didn't understand people- but he was a survivor. Think Brunlo Betthelheim who parlayed a PhD in Aesthetics (which he only got coz he was so mother fucking ugly that the girl he liked insisted he get a Doctorate coz otherwise people would have said she only married him  for his money) into some sort of Psychoanalrapist role buggering the brains of Moms of autistic kids (Mom's place is in the wrong).

Does Von Mises have admirers in India? Deeply silly ones,  yes.
My advice to them- get out while you can.

Wednesday, 19 January 2011

Should I turn Muslim?

I've just received a marriage proposal- conditional upon my turning Muslim
The offer is made by a lady estimable enough on all points- judging by her self-description- the only particular furnishing pretext to pause being her assertion that she is 'modest and wears hijab' and thus nobody's 'blonde arm-candy'. (I suspect my suitor is American.)

This gave me a dynamite idea for a new type of Hijab or Burkha, or whatever it's called, with 'My other three wives are Blonde Arm Candy' stenciled on its back, like bumper stickers declaring your other car to be a Porsche.

Incidentally, I always rejected the thesis of Salman Rushdie's 'Veils suck' article- his own marriage would have been saved had he kept on the Brown Paper Bag de rigueur amongst South Asians back in the Seventies which, it is tragic to note, the rising generation of affluent, I-phone owning, young people now turn up their noses at, especially in France, where Monsieur Sarkozy has felt obliged to bring in legislation banning these new-fangled fabric hijabs- the first step, no doubt, to introducing strategically placed holes in the cast iron Parisian pissoir- enabling the male half of that loathsome race to propagate itself without injury to the aesthetic sensibilities of its females.

Sunday, 16 January 2011

Tiger Mommy vs. Panda Dad

Amy Chua is a Professor of Law at Yale. She has written a book proving the superiority of Chinese Mothers- who beat and humiliate their daughters, presumably while driving- to Western Mums. Except, that's just hype. The truth is, Amy was a wimp and chickened out once her younger daughter hit puberty and got the weight advantage.

I need hardly mention the great superiority of Indian mothers to Chinese mothers. Notice that neither of Amy's two daughters are Professors of Anything Anywhere though both are already in their teens.
An Indian Mommy would have ensured that her daughters received PhD's while still in nappies and gained tenured Professorships by the time they could walk.
But only if married to a Panda daddy.

What is a Panda daddy?
A corpulent, idle, brain-dead, hereditary Indian politician who has dozens of  N.G.O's and Colleges and Co-Operatives and so on under his patronage.

Poor Amy. All that effort- and for what? So her kids score well in Math and play Mozart?
Compare her to Sonia. Better than being a Tiger Mommy, she married a Panda Dad.

Saturday, 15 January 2011

Life is what repeats itself.

Now that my heart aperiodically beats itself
I see, Life is what ergodically repeats itself
Coz Death won't
Love don't.