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Non-Whites, Like I, Would Not Be As Skeptical & Cynical IF Vaccination Registration Did NOT Start By Asking For Ethnicity & Race.

by Anura Guruge


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Well, I have been through the COVID vaccination registration process three times — one online (with VAMS) & twice on the phone after calling 2-1-1. Each time, one the first questions I get asked is ‘ethnicity’ followed by ‘race’. In one of the 2-1-1 calls the person at the other end even JOKED saying: “I assume it is not going to be Caucasian or Hispanic“! Not good.

It would help IF they made the RESERVATION without asking about race.

Why do they need to know that to make a reservation — UNLESS, of course, you want to start suspecting the WORST. And that is what has happened.

IF they need that data for demographics they can collect it when we are there to get the SHOT. Think about it.

Admit that this makes sense.


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by Anura Guruge

My New Definition Of ‘Hubris’ — Thanks To The Australian Ball Scratchers.

by Anura Guruge



Click to ENLARGE and study. From Wikipedia — “hubris”.


Hubris‘ is a word that I am fond of, but have hitherto not used often because I was, until now, never sure whether I would nail it, exactly.

Not anymore.

Thanks to the ball tampering, cheating Australian bums, I now have the perfect — spot on — mental imagery for HUBRIS.

“Sudden, unexpected and precipitous downfall caused by brash, overconfidence”. BINGO. Nailed the Australian bums.

These two, captain and vice-captain, behaved, until today, as if they were immortal. Modern day gods immune to the travails of man. Not anymore. They have been sent packing, home, their sorry balls between their legs.

Hubris.

So, join me in remembering hubris in future — white Australian bums and the balls they scratch. Easy enough. Fairly graphic mental picture.


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by Anura Guruge

Cheating, Ball-Rubbing, Australians Get Instant Bloody Karma — Loose By 322 Glorious Runs.

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This was so good to watch, so good to experience.

Instant bloody KARMA.

Dished out with panache and relish. The cheating Australian bums didn’t know which way to turn. All at sea.

Steve Smith was humiliated as a batsman. Played like a pillock and now we all know that he is a right royal pillock. He should be banned from all cricket for life. He should lose all his endorsements. Cheater, cheater, pants on fire.

Yes, I have made no secret that I am very fond of the South African cricket team. Why? Because they TRULY embody Nelson Mandela’s dream of a rainbow colored South Africa. That team, truly multiracial and multicultural plays as a cohesive unit — race never a factor. That makes me so happy. That is why I root for them.


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by Anura Guruge

White Australian Bums — And World Class CHEATERS At That!

by Anura Guruge



 



I am beyond LIVID.

Bloody Australian CHEATS. Bloody Australian BUMS.

Why?

They didn’t need to cheat. They are a formidable TEAM. This had an element of RACE.

White Australian BUMS cheating so that they can claim to be better than the multicultural South African.

CHEATS. CHEATS. CHEATS.

Bloody Australian BUMS.

I, up until now, liked and supported this Australian team and rooted for them. Never again.

This is NOT the first time they have cheated and who will forget the UNDERARM.

But, this is BEYOND the bloody pale.

Australians should be ashamed. We will not forget — in a hurry.

Steve Smith should be banned from International cricket for LIFE.

Bloody Australian CHEATS. Bloody Australian BUMS.


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by Anura Guruge

The Brilliant Jesse Owens, Who Ruined The Olympics For Hitler, Was Born This Day 104-Years Ago; September 12, 1913.

by Anura Guruge


Click to ENLARGE and read here. Wikipedia: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jesse_Owens


 Historic YouTube video WELL WORTH watching.


 You really should watch ‘RACE’
the 2016 Jesse Owens’ movie.

Click to access IMDb.com listing.


He was quite the guy. I loved the movie. I loved how he gave bloody Hitler a ‘black eye’!

Born 104-years ago, but his name and fame lives on. Bravo.


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Paris Attacks 11/13/ Will Cloud & Dampen Beaujolais Nouveau Day 2015, Nov. 19.

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It will be difficult to have the traditional Paris <–> London races etc., for obvious reasons.

France and the World will still be in shock and mourning next
Thursday, Beaujolais Nouveau Day 2015.

Yes, the cartons with the bottles will already be in the
U.S. and other countries.

BUT MAYBE we should rethink HOW we mark this Beaujolais Nouveau Day.
I for one will be ‘happy’ to forgo celebrations per se.

So just a quick heads up.


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Sri Lanka: Birth Certificate From 1953 & A Birth ‘Chit’ From 1960.

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I too am “The Other Son”.
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Ananda College: prize list.
>> Ananda College prize giving 1969.

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This is my birth certificate (hospital mix up, that made me also “The Other Son”, notwithstanding). It was issued on September 15, 1953 — 9 days after the day of birth. Actually, if you want to be pedantic, it is a certified copy made on January 3, 1959 — probably when I was ready to go to school. Wonder what happened to the original.

Note some very interesting things:

1. It was issued at a office in “Slave Island“! (That is at the top.) Yes, that was a fairly well known part of Colombo, Ceylon (now Sri Lanka).

2. It asks for the race — Sinhalese — of each parent.

3. It asks whether the parents were married.

4. It asks for father’s “rank or profession”. Mine says “Assistant Secretary to the Prime Minister“. [This is why the first car I was ever in was a Rolls Royce! The Prime Minister’s car. He lent it to my father, with the official driver, to bring me home from hospital — safety — given that there was some communal disturbance going on in Colombo.

5. The hospital mix up happened at the “Private General Hospital“, Colombo 7 — which is a rather ‘exclusive’ part of town.

6. The ‘tattooed’ “IBM WIN 06” denotes that I must have made this copy while working for IBM (at Hursley, the ‘Win’ indicating Winchester, the nearest city — while the ’06’ was the number of this copying machine. IBM had this ‘id’ engraved on the glass so that it could keep track of copies that were made!).


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This is a Birth ‘chit’ — issued by a midwife to certify the birth. The birth certificate would have come later. This is not mine. It is for my new friend, from Sri Lanka, who went to the same school as me, Ananda College, Udeni Wijegunaratne. He is a lawyer. We were talking about my birth certificate and he sent this over (and gave me permission to post it). You can make out his mother’s name.

It is hard to make out at the top because it is ripped but he was born at the “De Soyza Lying in Home“. That is SO British — Victorian era. “Lying in Home” for pregnant women. How brilliant. I remember that term. Weight of the placenta? Wow. I notice it is not filled in. 

I guess you have worked out what I am doing. I am preserving these documents for posterity.


Please, Please, Please, Be Generous In Death, Donate Your Body To Science. Burial Or Cremation Is All So Passe And Unnecessary.

Anura Guruge, June 8, 2013.

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This morning, in the regular spam we get (despite GoDaddy e-mail doing a fairly decent job of trying to weed it out) we both got this e-mail for burial insurance.

Independently, we both had  the same reaction. There are a number of things in life where Deanna and I think and feel exactly the same. One of them is the desire to donate our bodies to science when we die.

My adoptive grandfather, who was quite a guy, got the ball rolling as far as I was concerned. When he died, 92, he had his body given to a local university. He did not have a funeral per se. That made quite an impression on me. I, in my 30s at the time, hadn’t really given much thought to this, but as soon as I heard what he had wished, I promised myself that I will be doing the same. It has now been over a decade since I had my trust, will, living-trust, power-of-attorney etc. updated. I am pretty sure that my current will is specific that my body should be given to a hospital or university tout suite when I kick the bucket. I tell Deanna this on a regular basis and each time she gets mad, but I think she has a fairly clear idea as to what I want. I don’t want her to even tell my kids when I die. I just want her to make one call. Get my body to Dartmouth (or wherever) and then proceed with life as if nothing happened. No obituaries, no funerals, no phone calls. Nothing. She says she can’t do this, but we will see. This is my ardent wish.

Deanna too wants her body to be given to science, but she wants her death to be made known. That is where we differ.

Anyway, what is important is the DONATION of your body to science/medicine. Don’t be greedy, don’t be selfish. The Catholic Church now says it is ‘OK’ to be cremated. If so, it has to be even better, to donate your body to science. Come on, are YOU that gullible, that YOU think that your old, decrepit body is really going to rise from ‘the death’. Plus, isn’t it ‘dust-to-dust’. So if it is dust, what is there to rise (even with the help of Viagra)? So don’t cling to beliefs from the dark ages. If Catholics say you can still go to heaven if you get cremated, you sure should be able to do so, even quicker (with less time percolating in purgatory) IF your last act is truly selfless.

I have heard that Judaism is even stricter about the burial thing. So be it. BUT, if you can … PLEASE think about donating your body. Just think of the good. They can use every bit of you to help others.

Yes, I need to do some work. I would like my skeleton to be preserved. Yes, part of that is my irreverent humor. Nearly all real skeletons you find in the West came from India. Then in the early 1900s the Indians put a stop to that. So most skeletons you see now are plastic. So since people think I am ‘Indian’, I want my Indian skeleton to be put to use. The next bit of my logic is a bit more subtle. A skeleton has no race! Anybody looking at my skeleton will not be able to tell that I was not white. That amuses me. So, I want to make that point too. Plus, as I tell the kids, and it amuses (at least) Devanee, I want them to be able to come and shake my hand when I am dead and gone.

Right now, I think my paperwork, has Dartmouth-Hitchcock as the recipients of my body. But, I have spoken to them about my skeleton. They refuse to agree to that. Well, screw them. You can’t have my body. I will find somebody else. That is what I need to do. IF you know of a hospital or university that will preserve my skeleton, saving me the trouble of Googling, let me know and I will get my lawyer to update all the paperwork. 


Click for Wikipedia article which is a good start.

Click for Wikipedia article which is a good start.


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Wolfeboro, NH, ‘First Night’ Celebrations New Year’s Eve 2012 (i.e., December 31). Worth Going.


Anura Guruge, laughing, picture November 16, 2011.

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The hot air balloons were a blast.

A bit like Venice in Wolfeboro. Even I made a mask. It was a a lot of fun. We were in that hall for a good 2 hours.

It was a lot of fun.

The Wolfeboro puppets are a class act. Bravo. I even prefer them to the Hanover butterflies.


To access the official ‘First Night’ Wolfeboro Website … CLICK.


The ‘First Night’ 2012 Wolfeboro, NH events. I scanned this from a paper because I could not find it online. Click to ENLARGE.


Though we had started going, with glee, to the midnight fireworks a couple of years earlier, last year was the first time we bought buttons and participated in the whole ‘First Night’ Wolfeboro experience. It was a blast.

Yes, the weather could not have been better. It, as you might be able to judge from some of the pictures, was balmy. That made a huge difference. Yes, I am going to buy some $7 buttons in the next few weeks. At 50% off they are a deal. At $7 per ‘adult’ you can’t beat it.

The hot air balloon building would appeal to most kids. But, make sure you allocate at least 2 hours for it. [Just so that you know, the hamsters race inside plastic balls! So, if you are hoping to see hamsters charging down lanes like miniature greyhounds, you might be disappointed. Very nice pet show. Teischan and I went last year while Devanee worked on the balloon.]

The parade and fireworks are a must. You can see both without having a button.

The ‘hat & mask making’ is a lot of fun too. We all had a ball.

I am a sucker for (good) harp music. So I am going to try and catch Aine Minogue at the church. Never heard of her. But, since I will not be going to heaven, I need to get my fill of harp music here.

I do have a gripe, a major one at that. Yes, next year I will contact the Committee and see if we can fix it. My gripe. This whole New Year’s Eve party winds down before midnight! Yes, we have the fireworks … but that is it. They need to have at least one hour of partying after that.

Yes, as an adopted Scot who has celebrated Hogmanay in Scotland, I know how to do this in style. I will share my expertise with the relevant folks. You got to do the ‘Auld Lang Syne‘ and the ladies need to be kissed by a ‘tall’ (by Scottish standards, which means 5′ 6″ and above) DARK man. No, I am not volunteering, though this was the reason I used to get invited up to Scotland for Hogmanay. Chimney sweeps are hard to find, and I was reasonably ‘civilized’ and moderately ‘presentable’.

Click to watch Hogmanay in Glasgow, Scotland on YouTube. They have lots more video.

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