Friday, May 16, 2014

Label of Equality for tool of denigration

Equality is held up as an attractive concept - usually by those that have not achieved it - to equalise those above; needless to say it rarely applies to themselves being equal to others on lower rungs of ladders they are not willing to discard. "One should not be so proud of (quality x)" is usually the pious statement expressed in private whispers by those that either do not possess it or are on the lower rung from those they would equalise - and usually it applies not to those in power that could vanquish those that profess this.

Thus those that profess equality between members of a faith usually assume that their own superior quality due to race is understood and won't be overlooked by those they are attempting to convert or have converted, just as the women who complain about other women assuming superiority of beauty don't go about embracing those obviously far less - and if they do, generally it is due to a confidence of a contrast showing them in better light. As for equality between categories where they might lose superiority, forget it.

No woman who is seen as owner of a house (due to living rent free until death of the owners makes her de facto owner) would admit to equality with one who happened to work away and pay rent life long, and lose on the ownership of the family property. No woman who either is popular or happens to have a clout due to some position would stoop to admitting equality with one who is without.

Not that different, this "equality", from the "all women are equal" stance used often merely to pull down some achievers who happen to be women, while no such equality is presumed by those professing this equality between all women to exist between either all males (no woman would admit to her husband or father or brother being only as good as the poorest man on street), or even between females that possess old fashioned tools of power and those that don't for the moment, whatever the said tools - a house, a husband, a son, a car ...

"Now that we all have (degree x) aren't we all equal?" asks one - and uses a logical reply to malign one that negates this with good reason. Perplexed about this malicious usage of a truth I turn to S finally after years, and he clears it up with a "that would make you equal to Einstein" - the ridiculous extension of a false proposition that is clear only when taken to this level.

But of course, those that need a cross to hang someone they hate don't deal in facts, reason, logic - theirs is to gossip and shoot arrows, dodge if you can.

And so an ugly relative blames a beautiful one for pride of beauty while a less literate one blames the same person for achievements academics. A glimmer of the true reason comes through only with the "a fly won't fly off her nose" comment by one, which the placid one in privacy of her family makes light of with a "they of course have flies fly off their noses all the while", but not in confrontation with one who makes the first comment.
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About Cows, Being Vegetarian, and answering "Why Don't You Eat XYZ?"




 For years while living in places other than India one had to face questions about what one eats, and why one does not eat this or that. All that was, one thought, part of general curiosity and seeking information, thirst for knowledge of the world cultures and what the other person thought, how they lived. 

Never occurred to wonder why everyone not from India questioned why India has something against eating cows, and why India allows them to be as free as humans to roam about in towns and cities - just thought they did not understand. 

Now, thinking over by turning tables, it is clear. If your values are war and taking lives and things that belonged to those you killed, your precious species are horse and dog, and anything else that can kill you is to be revered too. That is when you are unlikely to understand respect for species that give and sustain life in another, but are less use in war than in civil life - cows, moms, grandmothers, ..... 

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 Being vegetarian should not have to be explained any more than such life choices as wearing cotton, wool, but not leather. Few people today wear leather except as shoes, and that is going out too. A good many wear a variation of what was called sneakers in the beginning when they were introduced, and today they have evolved and exploded into a mind-boggling variety of specialised activity oriented different footwear. Fact is they are much more comfortable than any other footwear, though I have been fond of pumps until I got used to this comfort, and still find them elegant - but now comfort and health take precedence. 

 Still, even when I was wearing pumps and even if I could have afforded it then, I doubt I would have particularly gone to spend exorbitant amounts on shoes, either a la prep - the ultimate prep being a small street somewhere in central London, as usual - or any other way, say, a fresh baby croc or something. Now everyone can understand that it is not to say I love crocs - who can? They are scary and not even likely to evoke anyone's admiration, and I always felt that those who are making much of them would do so with any orphan that did not get any coddling from anyone. Which might be a virtue, but that amounts to this - if you don't want to take life of something or someone it is not necessary you are fond of them. Converse of course is a different story - if you like something or someone then to kill that for your pleasure or even need has to be a question about your philosophy of life. 

 I am also with someone since last decade and more who does not approve of leather or silk used in any forms but does not impose that on anyone else including me - and I still have leather wallets, since it is difficult to substitute them with some other wallet of good quality and durability, it is not easy to say the least. If denim would be available it might be an obvious choice, but it is not common. And silks are simply too fabulous to avoid, but one can make statements by buying only those that don't need killing to obtain the cocoon, which is quite possible - just more expensive. Avoiding silks in India is to give up all the beauty of walking museums of art everywhere - the women in silks, that is, with all the variety of colours and weave. Not that cottons are any the less beautiful, and then there are the very precious weavers with their expertise too, dependent on their wares to be marketed, or else a great part of India might be extinguished - no, if anything needs conservation this is high on the list, all the ancient crafts of India that survive and live today with all the beauty. 

 I have found furs attractive too, not always but sometimes. Today there is a big movement since last nearly three decades to ban furs, and there is some truth in it being linked to wildlife concerns, since most of the creatures - the beautiful ones that the attractive furs come from - are not reared large scale on farms (or else furs would be far cheaper and far more affordable for everyone). Not that when someone describes the torture of farm-reared fur creatures I can react "oh that is all right, as long as I get the fur" either. But the whole point is sort of away, partly due to there being hardly any need of fur in most places in the world, and it being either naturally or kept artificially very high price an object to posses and wear; and even if you have that much money, give a thought to how many orphans, how many poor might get a meal for a day, and resist the price. 

 When one lives in the remote arctic regions though, say Siberia, and lives with nature rather than commerce with humans most of the time, then it is a different story. Few do that, and wearing furs came to be a way of life only because it was much needed in the winters when the lifestyle did not include central heating, much less artificial fibres. Then, hunting involved a danger and the hunter and hunted were on par much of the time, too. Before rifles made it a non-sport it was a mark of bravery to get a major predator, and not lose life in the process. 

 And need of non-vegetarian food too belongs to the same - the cold making it necessary to consume food that gives warmth more and longer, and short seasons of harvest making it necessary to supplement even stored grains with sustaining nutrition or else one would not survive the cold winters, especially the young that need food not only to survive but also to grow. I was told the story of a family with identical twins age seven that shifted from India to cold part of Canada, and how one child observed and realised he should eat like his peers and his parents agreed and he grew well, but not the other one who could not bring himself to do the same. The latter suffered from problems of various sort since he was simply not getting enough nutrition to survive and grow and also fight cold. 

 If there was another reason for the difference in growth and health problems of the one who remained vegetarian, it is possible; it is quite possible that the doctors were biased and did not look for the real cause - but then again who would be willing to experiment with children? And as for animals they have no possibility of switching diets that easily, any shift from their natural way of life affects them adversely. Recent problems with cattle was largely due to the unnatural horrible feed they were given, for an example; for another various others - cats or chicken and other fowl - are used to eating certain natural grasses and such when left to nature, that they do not get the needed elements from otherwise as housebound pets or caged fowl and suffer consequently. 

 So it is not possible to experiment with animals and children and arrive at some universal conclusion - and what for? Not that the effects of diet are unknown, far from it - Aayurveda (Life-Knowledge), Indian medicine, evolved over centuries and millenia of past, is a system that involves knowledge of diet and lifestyle, and effects of intake on body; Indian (indigenous) cuisine is inseparable from inseparable from Ayurveda, as is the whole lot of various parts of lifestyle - massage, oiling of hair, application of ointments for problems. It is unlike allopathy in that there are universal principles but individual treatments, depending on person and other factors around the person. 

 So vegetarian diet is not prescribed for everyone either, and different people traditionally have evolved different habits according to the regions they have lived in, and often ancient traditional occupations, due to effects of various foods on body and health on the whole. The first needs little explanation - what grows naturally in the region one lives in is what nature provides, and when it provides is what is good for health to have it at the height of season. It is only a variety and temptation or luxury to do otherwise but not wise to make it a lifestyle, as a rule. 

 India being a large country, this amounts to well over a dozen different cuisines evolved naturally through all history, even apart form those of the various conquering and occupying ruler from abroad. Most of the indigenous cuisines are not usually seen or available outside India in restaurants, and within India not so commonly in regions other than their own; what is commonly known abroad as Indian food is what is commonly served in restaurants there and it is primarily the rich Mughal (Farsi name for Mongols, who conquered and stayed on, to rule for a few centuries and to live on here afterwards) cuisine, itself having absorbed central Asian influences on the way to India, combined with robust Panjaabi (Punjabi) cuisine, adapted finally to local needs or whims. Few other varieties are served in restaurants - or at least were when I saw, in U. S. or in U.K, but if you tried Southall, or one of its various avataars closest it your home, you might find some variations, in not so expensive places where you might see more of genuine Indian gourmet and less of big spenders. Dosa or idli, for instance, might be around; those are of southern origin from Udupi, ubiquitous in India and equated with southern food in north, though the equation is far from correct. 

 Home cuisine is not that rich, even in Panjaab; there it is richer than many other regions but not as much as restaurant stuff. The reason for this is that guests are offered better than everyday, from heart; and how can one serve any less than the best one can offer a guest? So it is rich in cream and so forth. At home, spices are used in just the right amount, sparingly, and so is butter and its various avataars - cream, ghee, yogurt - even in Panjaab or that other rich cuisine, Aandhra. 

 What has occupation - traditional or otherwise - to do with it? 

 Occupation is an integral part of life, as every adult would know. If you do work and not merely pretend to do so it affects your life, your mind, and body and health as well. If anything affects you in a way that interferes with work, one has to give up one of the two; in case of a diet anomaly that is obviously what needs to be done without. That is obvious. It is equally obvious that certain effects of food, such as anger and heat due to eating certain foods and living in tropics where there is no dissipation of those, are only suitable to certain occupations and obstructive in others. Certain foods produce an effect that might be soothing or calmness or lethargy, depending on various circumstances. Coconut is soothing and cool for tropics but not for colder climates during winter, where one had better use mustard oil instead, and what we call "garam masaalaa" which is literally "hot spices", a combination that produces heat within, which is to say combats effects of cold and is unsuitable for summer. When I lived in northeast U.S. I found myself really wanting certain foods depending on seasons - line juice with salt and pepper (and jaljeera,ooooh) in summer, and chhole in winter - an in really cold weather, an omelet the way I learned from various people there, with tomatoes and mushrooms and cheese, which is as far with non-vegetarian food as I could get near to without having to ask myself not to react in an unseemly way, without having to put a wall within to block the natural feelings. 

 Getting to eating an omelet was no small deal for me. My mother always told how finicky I was even as a baby and in spite of all her trying to feed me a boiled egg, since it would be more "nutritious" (there was no other reason, we were traditionally vegetarians and any suspicion to the contrary would have driven away most of relatives and so forth from ever visiting us, but the parents experimented away form home and liked it) during the northern cold weather. She was trying once as I was less than four and Sgk, less than a year old, sitting next stared and stared until mother asked her, what are you looking at? She pointed, so mother explained it was an egg, and asked if she wanted it. Mother was amazed at her - she finished the whole egg and had no contrary reaction. To the day we are split even in the siblings, first and third were always of delicate system and moving vehicles made us puke as do certain smells wish we could; the other two eat all they possibly can without being Chinese. 

 Mother asked me to try to learn, and I tried all I could until I realised there is no need to torture myself, and it is never going to happen that I would be hungry and want to eat any food other than vegetarian. And since I was not living in a place where there was any problem procuring foods suitable nor had it affected my health adversely, I stopped the effort. Living in India, in Europe or in even the coldest parts of U.S. with a home where one could cook, it has never been a problem. It can be a problem only when one travels and the local cuisine is heavily non-vegetarian, but if one is willing to eat vegetarian food of other than one's own tradition, it is quite possible to manage. 

 I have not had to live in a place where eating non-vegetarian food would be necessary or inevitable - say, Siberia or Greenland or Antarctica, where little or nothing grows, and one does not wish to spoil those places with modern facilities for the purpose; in tropics where earth is plentiful in producing food if only one knows how and when and where to find it or to sow and harvest it, and while U.S. is not all tropical it is still true of the land. 

 It is funny, though, that the first and last question people always asked is not about vegetarian food per se, but only about cows - cattle, rather - and funny because it is not as if they are there for plucking of a tree any more than other animals. I have tried to explain in terms of asking back why those of Europe would not consider eating a cat or a dog, or horse, but intransigence in the ones asking and arguing could only mean that there was an effort to break down the spirit of a person of a culture other than their own. No one asked in Europe, though those asking intransigently in U.S. were not only European origin they were visitors from Europe. They always found their own sensitivity towards cats, dogs or other such natural, and had no intention of considering another another culture that might have other sensitivities. One, an east Asian, went on until I was exasperated and asked if in exactly the same circumstances that he insisted we in India should eat cattle, he would eat his family; that stopped that conversation. 

 Chinese cuisine has no milk, no butter, no cheese or yogurt. We not only have them but it is the most integral, the most precious part of our food, diet, cuisine, everything. Our fields are tended to with help of oxen and so is all of the preliminary transport at village level, carrying things to and from market, transporting people. The oxen often bring the cart home without anyone awake to drive them, if the driver is exhausted and fallen asleep. The cattle live in intimate proximity next door and the cows know people. My grandfather had large number of them, but one cow in particular would never let anyone other than my grandmother touch her to milk her, and was only calm and willing to allow milking if grandmother went. And more than anything it would be sheer ingratitude, not to mention folly on supreme scale, to kill one who gives milk as a mother gives for one's own baby and to destroy the source of economical base, respectively. We don't wish to end up with no milk and so forth and we are neither where they could survive theft and slaughter on large scale nor where it is impossible survive on what the earth gives, supplemented by what the cow gives without being harmed. 

 If you don't like or love or find any gratitude in your heart to your cows that is entirely your lookout - our cattle are more precious, more beautiful, intelligent and sensitive, and we value them. In fact most single men go eat a burger when they arrive on other shores and explain it by saying "their cows are not holy". We do not browbeat or bend anyone's elbow about why they do not eat pigs or other various objects either. 

 Vegetarian ethos has developed over millenia, and it was not always so; it is therefore all the more right and precious at least for us, if not for the whole planet as a more viable way of survival for all - which it might very well be for all that. Pound for pound it takes much more to feed a non-vegetarian of U.S. than a vegetarian of India in terms of how much corn harvest goes into feeding pigs and so forth to get you your bacon while many, many more people in India survive on that amount of harvest of grain. 

 Once waiting in the line for supermarket checkout counter I looked idly at a magazine cover and wondered why anyone would find it attractive to look at a huge cup of chocolate with a more huge dollop of cream on it, and suddenly it was clear - a predominantly red meat diet gives you all the salt and so forth you need and you need the sugar you are not getting, and that is even without the cold winter when one wants to eat all those apple pies, cherry pies, etc - whereas a vegetarian gets natural sugar through the food and needs salt and spices to add. Our fun food is not cake, it is peas-and-potato samosa (with appropriate spices) and its many, many cousins.
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 Someone asked how one could be vegetarian and use leather or fur. Really it should be asked the other way round. Obviously if you need leather to save your feet effectively from thorns and so on, you don't need to kill any animal in youth or productive age, and those that die of old age or accidents or even disease are good enough - but are you going to wait for roadkill to eat non-vegetarian food, or eat those animals that die of disease? Don't even think of it. 

 As for those that love cats and dogs and horses and eat cattle - you are just a casteist, and you are creating castes within animals. Worse actually - you kill those that give most as a mother would (cows) or help you shoulder burdens of farming (oxen) as your family men - father, brothers, sons - would, and keep those that despise you actually (cats) or are more or less servile (dogs). Not that we wish anyone to harm those either, in any way. 

 Incidentally - haven't there been incidents in various countries, in U.S. and in Europe, of pet dogs mauling infants and children?
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Never occurred to wonder why everyone not from India questioned why India has something against eating cows, and why India allows them to be as free as humans to roam about in towns and cities - just thought they did not understand.
Usually it was colleagues in US who were from everywhere in the world, and we were usually asking about one another’s countries, expanding our horizons, and so on – so it was merely part of the natural conversation. It only got tiresome when someone refused to hear of any reason for not eating a particular species, and I was too polite to remind them some of us did not eat any meat at all, which was mostly true on a day to day basis for most of India, from choice and health needs rather than mere poverty or unavailability. After all it takes much less trouble and wherewithal for poor to let animals breed and feed on their own roaming about and eat one every so often. But a developed cuisine based and connected to medicine in an integral way, and it all connected to the very fabric of life, unlike the separation of religion and medicine and food of west and generally those that asked the tiresome “why don’t you eat …”. 

Then it was visitors to India – and those that had visited that I met in their own home countries, or in India – that asked different questions or expressed surprise, about having seen cows roaming about in cities and towns of India, freely. It took a while to understand they were holding back their disapproval, until someone asked if anyone could grow a mango tree anywhere. Why not, I asked. He had no answer, but it became obvious on thinking that he thought fruit trees belonged in orchards far away from where people lived, as they do in most of US. 

But we had been to Europe where things are a bit more natural and one not only sees fruit trees in yards around neighourhoods, and lining roads smaller than highways, but also hears about what qualifies a man – and planting an apple tree seems to be part of the qualification in some places, along with growing sons. It takes a man to have daughters and plant a cherry tree and feel confident of his manhood. 

This brought back the cows roaming and connected – the visitors were not appreciative, or merely wondering; and also, I began to wonder if they had not seen animals roaming about in cities anywhere else, including their own home countries, home towns. We had not only seen pets – especially cats – roaming about, we had been officially warned in driving school to the effect that in a housing neighbourhood or towns in general one might come across a cat suddenly crossing the road, at whatever speed the cat chose, so it might spring suddenly or saunter across at leisure, and one must mind not to hurt the cat.  

(Why we needed to experience a driving school after having driven across US is, in some places in Europe a driving license from another country is only valid for a short while, and one must do the whole course to qualify for the local one, in some places – expensive, time consuming, and the driving instructors are not above treating one like a free taxi driver while doing their errands and putting one down to remind one who is paying whom, before one realises a lesson is not an hour but only half that, and one was being taken literally for an expensive ride and being cheated on the whole.) 

So I wondered what was wrong with cows instead of cats – or rather in addition to cats, dogs and all sorts of other animals one may see in cities of India, and why they had not remarked about those – horses, donkeys, camels, elephants, monkeys, and more. Why only cows excite them became a question. And the answer was, lack of respect for the species they viewed as source of food and not as life, much less as anything more. 

Also it became clear they did not see that another way of life and point of view could be, were, equally or more valid. After all anyone of US ought to be aware of the law and practice re horse thief being hanged in west until recently, and the horror it evokes if someone is discovered having eaten or served a horse, or dog or cat. So why such extreme reaction , such insistence on changing others, when they come across a country where a culture of regard, of reverence for cattle is ingrained deep in the nation’s psyche? After all India does depend on cattle majorly – for milk for children and for general sustenance of a chiefly vegetarian populace, to begin with; and then there is the agriculture and transport in rural areas, where oxen are a matter of life and death – a poor farmer depends on his cattle of either gender for very life of his family. Why was this not accepted as a reason for taboo against consuming the very species one lived with in mutual dependence for life, far more than a horse and a dog anywhere in the world? 

Now, thinking over by turning tables, it is clear. If your values are war and taking lives and things that belonged to those you killed, your precious species are horse and dog, and anything else that can kill you is to be revered too. That is when you are unlikely to understand respect for species that give and sustain life in another, but are less use in war than in civil life - cows, moms, grandmothers, ..... 

And it connects – their insistence on everyone must eat cattle connects well mom calling being a joke for them.  
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Vendetta Against Better, Superior, Against Peace and Bliss and Joy And Achievements, .....Whose Creed?



What do the evil want, why do they hit and destroy and attempt to murder their victims, usually superior to themselves? Simple - they are looking to bring them down to their knees in supplication, and grovel. "Please don't hit me" - The Plea The Evil Seek From The Victims, (and sometimes don't ever get). Does it satisfy them? Not likely - when finished with one victim, or merely begun, they go on to another, and more. Not that different from murderers.
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Recent visit by the baby sister brought in some things and brought out a great deal of memories submerged, so much so some writing frightened a friend who read just one or two of the pieces. I assured her I survived it and it was over forty years ago. I am not sure I have assured her, but more importantly I am far more unsure of the survival part, for those that intended this sacrifice of a daughter of the son of the family had all sorts of powers they used for ill of those they hated for being better, and I am only now becoming dimly aware of those powers - and that because they intend it so, so I should be frightened out of wits. Browbeating alone did not do it, social storm hitting me did not do it, and nor did physical abuse or worse. So black magic it is they have to resort to increasingly, and they have.

Some people look askance and say nothing, some attempt obliquely to point out there is no such thing. Unless they too are kicked the same way, there is no convincing them, and I am tired of pointing out neither Divine nor occult in general is disproved by lack of proof to those that cannot see it, any more than light or colours are by the inability of the blind to perceive it, and so forth. Some forcefully tell me they need no word from me about how to survive - and yet when threatened by anything serious they contact me, never mind they threw me out years before when I could no longer take their deliberately intended and often publicly delivered inflictions of injury, false accusations, fraudulent statements, insults and more. That I refrained from retaliating in kind for various considerations, not for my sake by for theirs or someone else's or for sake of sheer code of conduct itself, did not and has never been a consideration for them in deciding it is safe to proceed to behave thus for ever.
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Often enough memories stay and reasons for behaviour of various people in unreasonable ways or worse is not questioned, until a point when it occurs to one that such a connection of why or how might help.

One such memory was about the other grandmother (- not the one who brought us up who was mother's mother, who worked hard and asked really for nothing, and yet was abused by the in laws of the mother who saw no reason to not hurt their own blood either, choosing me for a suitable victim for being my mother's firstborn, and so a suitable means of hurting her -) and her various other relatives that visited during that year when we were made to live with her - the other grandmother - away from the parents who visited US, and thus gave all these people a chance to conduct a vendetta on my mother for being superior, by inflicting all sorts of injury on her firstborn, me.

This particular memory was about how often I would arrive home in the afternoon to see them - the rest including my younger sister - were sitting together, and I was specifically informed that they had all partaken of some attractive food together but left nothing for me. I had understood the game, the idea was not only that I was deprived but informed of this so I would be provoked and this could be reported against me to all and sundry across the state and incidentally to their son in US who could punish me and be convinced that I was not the brilliant daughter - his firstborn - that he was proud of.

I did not react to this being informed of the not being included in the special food, partly because that was natural to me - mother often told me she thought a firstborn takes what is given and does not fight unlike the later children who think they need to fight for a share or more - and they were probably disappointed, and further goaded into a more vicious vendetta. I have no clue what they wrote in their missives to US prepaid for by the son in US, but later sometime when she could not stand how he was conducting the vendetta for years in a sustained way intended to not merely inflict all sorts of injury but to destroy me in every way, she informed me a bit about those missives.
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Now I suddenly wondered why I was not around when they did those afternoon snack sessions, and what reason could they give to anyone if I had complained. Obviously they would say I was not around, but I hardly ever went to play in the neighbourhood, and either the long library sessions of the evening or the playing with school friends was strictly post afternoon tea, and before dinner.

And the answer to where I was, what was I doing the afternoons when I missed those sessions was after all right there, merely for me to look for it before I saw it - I was at school. The other two girls at home - my sister and a cousin - had school in the morning and were home for lunch, and had the rest of the day to do what they liked. I went to school about noon and only returned about six.

I am not sure if they were punishing me for going to school at all - it was not an option, at ten years of age, but perhaps they would have liked me to discontinue, and this is supported by their son subsequently insisting I give up education in order to be a housemaid to him. That was when I was eleven, and we had all returned to the capital and he had attempted to murder our mother physically. I am now told by the baby sister who visited that this attempt was due to a letter from his sister.

Am I supposed to respect someone who had never had any judgement of his own, and was a pawn to the malicious relatives, and blinded to the virtues of the person he pursued for years giving up the girlfriend of his of years and years who had in fact wanted to marry him? Why did he not see his children for what they were worth, rather than giving an excuse to his wife for his conduct in the influence of his evil relatives?

No, one cannot respect someone like this, and not because of bad judgement but because of his own viciousness, not the physical abuse but the manipulations and fraud and deliberate inflictions of injury in conducting a long vendetta to destroy first the wife, then one daughter and another when it seemed he might fail, for decades.

It is hard to understand why a person would do this long vendetta for decades using every possible means including occult power, because that last backfires far more than any other bad behaviour and hurting someone innocent. But now I see someone who is conflicted in depth of her being and resorts to similar behaviour, similar means - and there it is plain to sight, why.
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He and those like him, whether his sisters or mother or anyone else of the sort, could not ever stand anyone being better and - or - doing well without burning with not merely jealousy and attempting to correct what they saw as danger to their own supremacy, and this attempt to correct was manifold.

One, spread lies and insist that the person everyone else thinks is good is really horrible in most unexpected ways by rumours not provable but of nature that like minded would love to believe, soothing themselves and their own jealousy burned hearts.

Two, inflict injuries of every possible sort, from screaming and false accusations to treating the intended victim as if she (no use victimising someone potentially powerful, but such mistakes are made too by those a bit inept due to their lineage not quite so evil) were a bought and legal slave, and hence fair game.

Three, attempt to provoke the victim in every passive aggressive way known into being less than full of peace and felicity and silence, so the screaming in agony of the victim could be reported as a horrible behaviour everyone should beware of.

And finally, make it relentless - if the victim is around, kick her everywhere and insist she get out; if she does leave, spread pamphlets and telephone conversations galore to every possible social connection of hers to inform them how bad she is in abandoning you and saying anything she did, and show them your sad face to convince them you are the wronged one full of "love" - which by the way is another weapon to fool those that do not despise love and can be reined in by the mere use of the word, to be whipped at your will.

Four, do it over years, decades, until the victim is screaming in agony at your feet, her soul broken, her spirit gone, and she is at your disposal. Then you can be sure you are superior.

Five, and this is important, do not spare your own children. If they do well and might just make you look like you were not the best, try to dissuade them from academia or any achievement that won't be less than your own - and if they are proven failures, insist the bright ones give up their own career and life to serve the ones that have none. When this much is done and all your children can be said to have fallen into your pattern of being no better than you, and only those that obey you in spirit and especially in the vendetta against the brilliant ones are proven successful, insist that the lesser ones are equal and superiority belongs to the obviously lesser ones.

All this makes you not only a horrible person but an evil parent, in destroying your children and their lives - but who cares, you are seen to be and have done your best and in tolerating the unsuccessful or unwilling even a tolerant one, while the brilliant and the good are now seen as evil for having succeeded at all - if you have not destroyed them yet.

Finally, use all possible means to see to it that those that do not follow your commands and whims in destroying anyone and everyone who is good, including their own selves, are destroyed. Use every means, including black magic and worse, for who cares about the backlash on your soul - if you have done all this chances are it is doomed already, if you in fact have one.
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In Marathi there is a very very pitiful phrase, pathetic beyond all possible imagination - to the effect "hit me on my back, master, please don't hit me on my stomach". This amounts to pleading with a master - whether landlord or boss or whatever (India did not have slavery, and those that attempted to bring it did not succeed), to not deprive the poor of their livelihood, of food and means of survival.

It is not supposed to be a plea from a family member, much less a child of one's own blood, to a parent, even a father, however horrible the man.

But the part of my lineage that has anything to do with justice and nobility of spirit is of the mother, and his has only to do with everything I have scrupulously rejected in every way possible - not only deliberately but with instant and innate horror. He had no such compunctions in dealing with those that he could not break for his own use.

And so he used every possible means to hit me in every possible way, over decades, until I now look back in the eve of my life after he has finally left his body - I am not sure he is gone, only the other day my nose was almost broken and if it was not him it had to be another blood relative of his with his powers, perhaps the one who insisted on visiting after having kicked and clawed for decades, perhaps it was to facilitate his coming and staying here to conduct his vendetta now he cannot be seen - and now I see how I was hurt, injured, deprived in every possible way.

He hit everything he could - not merely back (result, broken spine, inability to not merely have a career any further but to work for money at all, inability to conduct a social life and to have a family or home life anything close to normal) but stomach and knees and shoulder - oh, let us not forget the attempt on the nose that included the rest of the body too.

And this after he tried four decades ago to break my head physically by hitting it repeatedly on doors, on walls, for four months and for hours at a time, until I and my mother had to take seriously his ordering me to get out - explicit orders, not merely the sort manoeuvred and implied - so he could begin the serious destruction.
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No wonder I understand the holocaust survivors.

Vendetta Against Better, Superior, Against Peace and Bliss and Joy And Achievements, ..... whose creed was that, except of those that attempted to not merely conquer the world but destroy the very civilisation humanity had achieved, and not merely by brute force, but with a creed of denying and destroying all decency, everywhere, in everyone?

I only wonder, where did these people get it? Or are the seeds everywhere, and one must ever guard oneself even more against an infection of this than an attack by someone infected?
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