Kevin's Watch

Societies bandwidth of approval is in western societies at least, broad, and most of us fall naturally within it in our persuit of that which makes us happy. If we don't however, it can be problematic, but unlikely fatal. There are places however, where this is not the case.

Indeed. And it hasn't been so for very long even in the "west." Progress is...well...a progression.

--A

Indeed. I saw a programming about it last night. Self-betterment by education was a Victorian idea, but seen in terms of adding to the collective good. The importance of the individual and ones right to 'march to your own drum' is a post-war development. At the end of 'Brick Lane', the famous novel about the emancipation of an Indian lady immigrant brought over into an arranged marriage in East London, she is told by her friend and colleague that she can't go ice skating in a sari. Of course you can, she replies, "this is England - you can do anything you want."

I can't actually find a woman in a sari skating!? Obviously, the Internet still has a bit of catching up to do!

This will have to do instead:

peter wrote:"this is England - you can do anything you want."

Well, not anything. But by the standards of a repressed background, it must have seemed so.

--A

I guess the line is qualified with the unspoken rider pertaining to the limits of the law, but in terms of cultural sensibilities and class mobility it's pretty much true that there are few limits that the individual cannot break.

Well, technically there are no limits one cannot break, provided one is prepared to accept the consequences.

--A

So true. Worth considering are the limits we keep ourselves from breaking because of unwillingness to bear the supposed consequences. Not because it violates "harm none", only the shackles of convention.

You won't be sari for skating that edge.

We're so sari!

What did he mean by that? [Einstein not Icarus; Sari Icarus:)]

A strangely becoming little picture U.

True to my Northwestern roots, I present the following intimidating trash-talk from Richard Shear-man:

That feels much cooler, thank you.

in an alternate universe, I became a shepherd.