Midnight snack of filter coffee and bhujia. Not a good combination. I think it'll keep me awake (which is the objective here) one way or other. Anyway this week's collected bits of idiocy:
We had a lecture on Schizophrenia the other day. Given its negative connotations, a certain do-gooding section of the society felt that calling Schizophrenia something else would be a bit of an image-cum-morale booster. And so some names were suggested. Notable among these are (really, I kid you not) 'My-mind-lies-to-me'(!) and Martyrdom(!!). Hah, morale boosting indeed.
Apparently (or at least if my neuropsychology prof is to be believed) people with tattoos can't go near an MRI machine- the metal in the ink gets attracted to the very powerful magnet in the MRI, and results in um, injury. Ouch.
In other news, James Cameron tries rather too late to cash in on the Da Vicni craze, but everyone laughs at him. American restaurants launch the concept of 'extreme eating',a.k.a 'angioplasta'. Each dish contains is quite literally a calorie bomb at 2,500 calories. Exactly what the doctor ordered.
Orkut's latest avatar: matrimonial website. No, really. Boy meets girl on Orkut. He in Kuwait, she in England. They become friends, profess undying love, vow marriage all presumably over scraps, and all without having met even once...
One year later. Cut to village in Kerala, girl is back home after obtaining MBA. Here (for lack of a more convenient option probably)she meets boy (also visiting family in nearby Kottayam) for the first time. FOR THE FIRST TIME. But, danger lurks. Unbenownst to them they are spied on by evil relative, who telephones parents of girl with the bad news. Girl forced to confess about boyfriend, and shock, horror! She be catholic, and he protestant! *Swoon*
Many tears, and much chest beating later, girl is confined to house arrest. Girl now chief traitor of the family values and syrian christian traditions that they have so valiantly upheld from the time they were proud, newly converted Namboodiri-Catholics. A thousand years of inbreeding down the drain. And the sheer bad taste- she fancies a lowly protestant! Some liberal relatives meet the boy and reject him. Brother of girl being rabid fundamental catholic hacks into her account and deletes all boy's emails to girl. Probably scraps too. Girl swears to family she won't have anything to do with boy anymore (a lie,but what else is she to do?). She is released from house arrest.
One month later. Family repents (thanks to boy's Mercedes and billions that did it) Girl's marriage to boy fixed. All's well that ends well. Joy, happiness, Yay, hurrah and all that.
This is a true story. They should make it into a movie. It has the romance and the drama, the wailing women (Yeh shaadi nahi ho sakti! Or the Mal equivalent thereof. Eye, would you be so kind as to provide the words?) and the vengeful brother, the villainous relative and all the right morals- love that is not physical, but spiritual, love that transcends boundaries geographical and religious. And family values, and tolerance etc etc etc.
[Disclaimer: I'm being evil, I shouldn't be sneering. I happen to know the girl in the story, and she's really nice. I've got nothing against people meeting on orkut and getting married afterwards (or not), although how practical it is to make that decision without meeting each other, I will refrain from commenting upon. But the family's reaction:(and these are really nice people, I've met them) to foam at the mouth over something as minor as catholicism/protestantism is imo, worthy of contempt. I mean, I would have even understood their alarm if the boy was hindu/muslim/parsee/mormon/whatever else.]
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so they have...scrap sex?
heh. i'd rather create my own religion and set of rules, rather than follow the ones made by an idiot several thousands of years ago.
embrace atheism with open hands!
oh btw orkut is really pathetic, i mean look at the whole layout, it looks like a dull crayon presentation.
also not to mention all the vile, slimy owlish creatures that infest the bunghole...the phrandsheep seekers.
even those fan, cool, sexy, do you think my penis/boobs are huge ratings are irritating.
yeah..i hate orkut. :D
Pix: I should hope not.
Anon: Embrace atheism, yes! And Orkut is indeed pathetic. Most irritating is the fact that people I do NOT want to keep in touch with have found me and have tried to get all friendly. Yuck.
it would be an interesting read..
orkut is the worst because you have ppl who say they knew you when you tripped in class 2, and you can't even refuse them as you would a fraandship seeker (ok, at least i can't).
and then, they just sit there on your friend list, watching..judging..
Orkut is fun, a sort of holographic marketplace for humans. It's always cool to watch and see what new and interesting ways people come up with to try and promote their unreal residual self-images. And all interactions on Orkut take on these crazy multiple Matrixy meta-narrative qualities. It's fascinatingly crass.
I'm actually not too surprised about the catholic/protestant thing. I mean, look at Ireland for chrissake. (Shit, did I just blaspheme? Snort!)
Pix: Yeah, but as long as they don't scrap me I don't care what they do.
Fry: Unreal residual self-images? Multiple matrixy meta-narrative qualities? What are you talking about?!
Yeah, the catholic/protestant thing isn't that surprising. But those people seemed quite liberal. And so nice, I would never have thought they'd put their daughter under house arrest. It's just the magnitude of the reaction that I find hard to digest.
i have to agree facebook is pretty neat, but then the moment the indian junta begins to start using that too...god forbid.
also those 'we are looking to date' creatures.
*sigh*
Anon: Don't know about facebook. I absolutely refuse to join one more social networking site,
Residual self-images -- and you'd prolly know this if you'd watched The Matrix a bit more attentively -- are the cooler versions of the real-world people as seen within the matrix, with all the slick hair and sunglasses and leather duds and stuff. Fabricated, heightened truth. The version of ourselves that we'd ideally like to be.
Meta-narratives, because of similar reasons. People don't know anymore where their online selves leave off and their offline selves begin...
Ah. I see...
@ eye:
pseudo.
You've never heard of Northern Ireland, have you?
greyarea: I have, and was rather hoping no one would point it out :P
I didn't think people in India cared that much...
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