I happened to see the “Sneak Peek” on CNN this morning — and the words that struck me were “trying to rebuild after the long civil war …“. The version I ‘heard’ (more than ‘saw’ because I was also reading something on my pad at the same time) did NOT mention Jaffna. I made a note to check it out online when I got on my PC — and possibly do a post. So, here it is.
This episode, Season 10 Episode 5, to be aired this Sunday, October 29, 2017, is from Jaffna and is to feature Tamil cuisine.
That is where enough in that Jaffna is indeed a part of Sri Lanka (and has always been so) and Tamil cuisine is very much a part of Sri Lankan culture.
But, I am not sure whether Anthony Bourdain, who prides himself of his ‘mischievousness’, is trying to be intentionally provocative and, in this case, potentially divisive.
Just focusing on Jaffna is not going to present a balanced view of today’s Sri Lanka and many who watch the show will go away with images of a rundown, decrepit country. That will not please many Sri Lankans.
So, you have had a heads up.
To be fair, Anthony Bourdain, appears to have done an episode from Colombo 5-years ago. I haven’t seen it. “Parts Unknown” is not a show I watch much since I am not that inclined to spend my time watching gluttony and wanton consumption of alcohol.
The de Havilland Comet, in particular the Comet 4, was my first love when it came to planes — and it has been a lifelong infatuation starting from when I was about 2. The Comet 4, flown by BOAC, was the first jet plane I ever saw — in Colombo, Ceylon. I never got to fly on it. My adopted parents did. I saw them take-off in one. It used to have this amazingly steep climb — much steeper than today’s jet.
This March 3 crash was the 1st in 26 — which eventually led to it being decommissioned.
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I have never, ever, worn a sarong! That is yet another reason why I was never a true Sri Lankan.
To be fair much of that probably had to do with the fact that I left Sri Lanka (Ceylon at the time) when I was quite young, 13 to be precise. You didn’t get into sarongs until you were a bit older — especially if, like I, you were from an aspirational upper middle-class family, living in the capital Colombo — particularly so if you had an adoptive mother who was an out-and-out anglophile. I wore shorts (most of the time), tailored longs for special occasions and pajamas to sleep in. It was (thank Buddha) very British and I was very comfortable with all of that. My adoptive father, when at home, and not meeting with the myriad visitors we had each day, would wear a sarong. He too was very comfortable with that. But he came from a different background to my mother. All my older male relatives, in private, wore sarongs.
My paternal grandfather wore only wore sarongs.
But not I. I have no problem walking around with a towel around my waist but I cannot see myself in a sarong. Kind of funny.
Again, this is Kapruka. So this a Father’s Day gift to be delivered in Sri Lanka.
But it you need a sarong it is not difficult to make. Start with a bed sheet and have someone sew it into loop. That is it. Differs from a towel in that it is a sewn together loop of fabric. Happy Father’s Day.
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Honestly, YOU Did NOT Think That The West Indies Women Would Get A 1st Innings Lead v. Sri Lanka … Right?
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I KNEW that this bunch of pussies, masquerading as the West Indies, would NOT get 200.
They are so pathetic it is hard to comprehend.
Marilyn Samuels is taking way too much ‘ganja’. He should be deported.
I gather Gary Sobers is in Colombo to see these girls try and play cricket. I feel bad for Gary. He was a man. And these these are a bunch of girls presents him with a problem. He can’t go into the dressing room and kick each of them on their bum. You can’t kick women.
I am so disgusted with this bunch. Yes, some of them batted like I used to — BUT that was why I NEVER played Test cricket. I am so disgusted. Don’t know why I watch.
When they bowled out Sri Lanka for 200 I was thinking that it was such a shame that it wasn’t 202 or even 201 BECAUSE I had visions that Sri Lanka might have still been able to get these (and I am trying very hard not to use a derogatory term to refer to the genitalia of this bunch) to FOLLOW ON!
U.S. Police Really Should Be Better Trained To Handle Diplomatic Immunity Claims — In Light Beverly Hills Qatari Clown.
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OK. I understand and appreciate that the police could NOT arrest him because they did not see him race either one of the cars. Got that.
But, it says that he, this clown, told them that he had Diplomatic Immunity. And here is MY POINT.
They, i.e., the police, should have been able to verify that, within minutes, with the State Office. There has to be a SYSTEM. We need such a verification system.
I speak of one who did have bona fide Diplomatic Immunity for 3 years (maybe 6) — and even after that, with appropriate authorization, drove ‘CD — plated’, i.e., ‘Corp Diplomatic’, cars in D.C. and Paris (since my adoptive parents were real Diplomats).
I even remember the first time I heard the phrase — ‘diplomatic immunity’. It was in the early 1960s in Ceylon. The Burmese Ambassador to Ceylon chased his wife, down the road, in central Colombo, and shot her dead, in public. Then he, quite rightly (as was his due), claimed diplomatic immunity and just walked back to his residence. He left Colombo a few days later. The police could not touch him. My parents, who even then were staples of the diplomatic scene, knew the Ambassador and his gunned down wife. There was much consternation in our household.
Many decades later, in August 1992, the phrase again cropped up this time in ‘our’ household. My adoptive mother, 62, with various illnesses (though none truly life threatening), died, unexpectedly, in her sleep, in Paris. The French authorities wanted an autopsy performed. My adoptive father said there was no need for one — and reminded them that ‘they’ had immunity, i.e., French laws did not apply to them. I did NOT have a say, and all this happened even before I knew of the death — because I was in the U.S. (and had my phone ‘off-the-hook’ because I had just got back from a gruelling trip to Israel and did not want my Israeli colleagues calling me, as they were wont to do, at 6 am). I really would have liked to see the results of an autopsy.
So, I speak with someone who knows a bit about D.I. — Diplomatic Immunity.
I have a feeling he did NOT have Diplomatic Immunity. Just because you are a royal does not give you immunity. Immunity goes with an official ‘post’ — e.g., an Ambassador. Yes, then his family get it — but I am sure it only applies to children who are minors. Immunity is granted, in each country, by the State Department of THAT country and they sure have a list.
IF this idiot did NOT have immunity he should have been arrested for making a FALSE claim to the police. That is my point.
Police in Paris, from my experience, were very savvy about D.I.
Police in D.C., from my experience, were not as conversant BUT knew some of the basics.
Police in Alton, New Hampshire, where I now live probably would never have heard of it. And that is WHY all police should be given at least 15 minutes of training SO that they know enough to call somebody …
Yet Another Hospital Mix-Up At Birth (In Italy) — Same As What Happened To Me In Ceylon (Sri Lanka), 62 Years Ago.
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This what happened to Lorena Cobuzzi and Antonella Zenga, in Puglia, Italy, 26 years ago was also, exactly, what happened to me — 62 years ago, in Colombo, Ceylon, at the “Private General Hospital“. Except 62 years ago they, I am sure, didn’t use bracelets — and to exacerbate matters, 90% of the babies born at that hospital would have been uniformly brown, with black hair and black eyes.
I explained my story in June of this year in this post.
I was told of this, nearly daily, since I was around 5. I guess that is why I grew up used to the idea. I was a hospital mix-up and the folks I called my parents were NOT my real parents. We could NOT have been any different. It was like a black couple having a lily white son. Chalk and cheese. That is how my adoptive parents worked out, quite early on, that I was not their son. There was no way I was related to them. C’est la vie.
Yes, I would like to meet the ‘other’ me. My kids, who still can’t quite work out the implications, calls ‘him’ the real me!
I am trying to make some inquiries. The hospital is no longer in existence. There were NO computers in 1953. The births would have been entered into a ledger. So we are looking for another brown boy, born between September 2 to September 5, 1953 at the “Private General Hospital”, Colombo 7, Ceylon (now Sri Lanka).
Alton, Where I have Lived For The Last 8 Years, Ranked 9th Worst Place To Live In New Hampshire And I Won’t Argue.
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Deanna saw this on Facebook this morning and sent it to me. I didn’t have a problem with it. I looked at the 10 names, knew them all, and concurred that the list, WITHOUT going into any of their numbers, looked ‘about right’ just in terms of gut feel.
I have lived in New Ipswich (NH) for 12 years, Meredith (NH) for 4, Gilford (NH) for 8 and owned a waterfront place in New Durham for 7. Of all the places I have lived in New Hampshire — and not counting the other places I have lived such as Colombo, Buffalo, Paris, London, Swansea, Winchester, Southampton, Woodbine (MD) etc. — I can say Alton does rank as my least favorite. We moved to Alton without giving much thought. We were homeless in 2007 and needed a place. So we came to Alton assuming that it, though it did not have a Walmart, a cinema or a liquor store, wouldn’t be that different to Gilford or Meredith. Oh BOY, did I get that wrong — to my cost.
I look at that list and I see Berlin and Rochester towards the top. Laconia and Wakefield above Alton. Claremont below. The only point I would argue is that maybe Claremont should have been #9 and Alton #10 — though to be fair Claremont, the last time I drove through, still had shops. Alton has Hannafords, three premium-priced hardware stores, a number of parochial banks (not capable of dealing with any foreign transactions such as pension from Europe) and not much else. We don’t have any fun shops! Period. Think of Meredith, Wolfeboro or even Gilford. You can go browse for things other than bread, nails and expensive bicycles.
C’est la vie. The die is cast. My dire pecuniary status ensures that I can’t afford to move away from Alton. I am stuck. So I soldier on. It was my mistake and I need to pay the price for it. But, bottom line. I don’t have any gripes with that list or where they put Alton. Others I know will disagree — but I have a feeling than many of them haven’t lived much outside of Alton.