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| re: History is constantly repeating itself. Isabelle5 22 Oct 08 4:16PM | Thread Closed |
I need to get hold of a Scottish cookbook. I collect cookbooks, I love reading them. I have one from one of my great-grandmothers and the things in that book - it's actually a book about all kind of things a household needs to know and the medicines they used back then! Tinctures that are illegal now! Paragoric! My parents rubbed that on our gums when we were babies, I still remember the anisey taste, and wonder if we all were opium addicted back then!
I have diagrams on how to butcher a cow and a chicken, recipes I will never, ever try in my lifetime. The one time I tried tripe, I could not eat it, it stank up the house for days. The book said, "The smell of tripe can be tamed by boiling it in vinegar." Yeah! Then you have a stink of tripe and vinegar to get rid of! hahaha!
But those old books are enormous fun to read, especially the etiquette sections. "Young woman must never speak to a woman of higher rank when passing each other on the street."
I wonder what those women would think if they passed a high school at lunch time today? They would faint dead away (which I know how to take care of, the book gives good instructions! haha) just at the clothes and lack thereof.
Ooops, my reports done, see you tomorrow@!
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| re: History is constantly repeating itself. unknown 22 Oct 08 4:16PM | Thread Closed |
Title- The difference between the matriarchy and the Patriarchy.
A young man approached the Pook and asked, "Monsieur Pook, tell me, what is the difference between the Matriarchy and the Patriarchy?"
And the Pook replied, "What do you think it is?"
The young man sniffed and said, "It is power of gender. Matriarchy has women in control. Patriarchy has men in control. Perhaps we need a third option where no gender has power."
"No. It is either-or. There is no middle ground."
"So what is the difference, Pook?"
"I will tell you. The 'touchstone' of civilizations has been debated for centuries. Some measure their technology, others measure their 'culture', yet other measures them through what form of government. The defining moment of civilization is how TIME is measured."
"Why not money? Why not power?"
"It is because Time is finite. We can make more money, obtain more power, but no one can ever create more Time. From the Maya to the Egyptians to the ancient Greek to the Babylonians and to every ancient civilization, Time was sacred. The Calendar was sacred. To them, monsters were creatures who upset Time and had to be thrown out. The hero arises to 'set time right' and dispose the monsters. These are the mythologies and legends of Mankind."
"What does this mean? You say mythologies are about Time?"
"Civilization, then, was obsessed with Time. Virgil saw the Virgin constellation rise in the sky and the lion constellation sink in to the hemisphere. The Pisces constellation rose overhead. This caused Virgil to write the prophecy of a drowning lion, the rising Virgin which the sun passes through, and the age of the fishes. Virgil could not know the Church would adopt that Virgil's passage as prophecy for the Christ nor could he have predicted that the first Christians would live under the sign of the fish. We cannot ignore the interpretation of time. Egyptians would construct pyramids aimed at where the Orion star once was. Plato would create philosophy from these tales. Aristotle would mourn their passing from the world at his time. Consider that our calendar month's names come from the Roman Empire and the Church. Consider that our time line is split with B.C. being Before Christ."
"What does any of this have to do with the difference between Matriarchy and the Patriarchy?"
"Everything. The difference between the Matriarchy and the Patriarchy is the interpretation of TIME. In the Patriarchy, time flows upward. This means the older one gets, the better one gets. People study, grow wiser. Christ gave his Parable of Talents where people plant a seed of talent and make it grow. 'You will know the tree by its fruit,' He would say. Elderly are revered in Patriarchy."
"But TIME flows downward in Matriarchy?"
"Correct. Civilizations, especially the Western ones, have been completely cut off from those cosmological roots that created our timeline, our calendar, and our heroes. Hamlet, echoing the ancients' heroes, said: 'Oh, Time is out of joint, and cursed spite! That I was ever born to set it right!'"
"So in Matriarchy, the young is worshiped and aging is seen as a disease."
"Yes. Women are pinned to the Wheel of Nature. Round, round, she goes. What makes a woman attractive if not her baby fat? Alas, that will melt over time. Women place all her chips on her appearance. She may be a goddess in her 20s, but the 30s face sharp decline, and the decline does not stop. A man, on the other hand, does not place all his chips on his appearance. He places it is his talents and mind which grow, plant like, over time. So a man may be a loser in his 20s, but in his 30s he faces growth, in his 40s faces major growth, and time keeps getting better to him."
"Some men will choose to live like women. Do they experience time as women do, as getting worse as time goes on?"
"Yes."
"So a Matriarchy would worship the young, discard the old, praise beauty, despise talent and intellect, and perceive life to be a series of short exciting bursts of energy which must not be missed out on. And the Patriarchy would worship the old, not take the young seriously, not take beauty seriously except in its mathematical proportions, praise talent and intellect, and perceive life as a growth."
"Well done! Now, consider the Family in how Time is interpreted."
"A Patriarchy would have blossoming after blossoming, a growing Family Tree. A Matriarchy would not care about the Family Tree and, instead, create many 'now' experiences which are more intense than the Patriarch's family. Yet, these intense experiences are like novas. They flash and are gone. The Family Tree will endure and grow."
Pook nodded. "Consider the seasons. Men begin in Winter, go to Spring, then Summer, and at the end have a Fall. Women, however, begin in Spring, then go to Summer, then Fall, and end up in the misery of Winter. Women have one summer. Men have endless summers."
"What do you mean?"
"It is another reason why the 95-5 rule doesn't work. Women are pinned to that Wheel of Nature that slowly rotates as they age. In their late twenties and thirties, they have 'baby rabies' and want babies. Women are confined to their geography as well. She cannot separate herself from The Way. When it is 'time' to have babies, she will be looking for a sucker. If she is hungry for a boyfriend, she will look in her immediate surroundings which includes work and college and any friends one of her girlfriends can toss up. Many women go to university with the intention of getting a wedding ring on her finger. She does not have much time to do this."
"So women are more confined by time than men are."
"Yes. As a man, your wealth and status will grow which will attract more and more women. However, women are *melting* and do not have the time."
"This might explain why the countries with the lowest birth rates are the most feminized."
"Yes."
"So the Matriarchy began by somehow having time flow the opposite way? How did this come to be? Could it be through technology since the young get technology so much faster than the old do?"
"The values of Pro-Youth, Anti-Talent, Anti-Family Tree, Pro-Bursts of Experience became established by forgetting and dismissing the old Time orientated rules (today, scholars say 'Before Common Time' instead of saying 'Before Christ'). The values of an animal-eating, hunting, and sex- have been hailed as the greatest of values a person can have. The values of building a family tree or planting your talent has become frowned at or turned into liabilities. There is a reason why we call it Mother Earth and Father Time."
"And all the ancient civilizations have been re-interpreted as fertility rites and goddess worship instead of time worship."
"Yes. The ancient civilizations that did appear to worship the woman were more wedded to the Lunar sense of time. Even in those places, men became in charge since they grew better in time while women do not."
"Man, it sounds like God's cruel joke."
"Yes. It as if Men and Women are exactly the same except they experience time differently. Men start low and get better. Women start high and get worse. Someway, in the middle, they meet and it is never exact for any two people. Women are obsessed with looking YOUNGER and all their products are designed to stop time or make it go backwards (at least, in appearance to their bodies). Men are obsessed with getting BETTER. "
"So how do we return to the Patriarchy?"
"For yourself, plant your seed of Talent and grow it. Follow your passion in life. Pursue your dreams. Get better, every day. But for the nations, it would be to discard the values that prop up animal values as 'noble' and raise the hated 'noble' values back to their true place. Let Wisdom, not Beauty, wear the crown and let Time and Talent, not Money or fun, hold the guiding scepter
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| re: History is constantly repeating itself. unknown 22 Oct 08 4:31PM | Thread Closed |
Was it not King Cophet’ua who loved the beggar’s maid
Penel’ophon. a damsel of whom Juliet and Romeo for laid.
Scot’s pancakes are delicacies unknown to most modern housewives
Like Gordelia’s Gift, an excellent thing in culinary delight
Mor.
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| re: History is constantly repeating itself. unknown 22 Oct 08 4:33PM | Thread Closed |
Reid here. My password is corrupted so I am posting unlogged =for once= ( never post not logged in if I can help it.
Tea: I have attended only one "high tea" in my life.
Clara Rockmore invited myself and my mate to her home on Saturday, the day after the
premier at Lincoln Center's Alice Tully Hall, of the documentary "Electronic Odyssey", in Dec. 1994.
There were only the three of us, when about fifteen minutes into it, came Henry Solomonoff, the last of the original Theremin-trained original players.
Clara had the tea and the table was FILLED with dozens of kinds of small sweet pastries.
She was Russian, you know? The setting was pure elegant.
"Why are we the only guests? What about Bob Moog or Steve Martin, the film maker? Why aren't they here?"
Clara: "Because I can see them any old time. But YOU are special and your Ernie and you came all the way up here to New York. And you are MY honoured guests."
Later, afterwards, I asked her, "Well you had Henry here. First time he's been in your home in fifty years. So, why Henry too?"
"Well, you are both left handed theremin players. So you should meet and perhaps can help each other. It is not easy to play a right handed theremin if you're a left handed player." (I have to stand -behind- my theremin, most tarsome, says this "Georgie".
Reid, you do go on....but there it is: the one and only High Tea I will ever have attended.
And what time did it occur? At four PM sharp, on the button. She was ready.
So was I. I will never forget while living, so, I write these little things down.
Clara and Henry, acquaintances since 1928, dissing the bad breath, chronic, of that imperious composer of (I forget his name and the piece at the moment) the concerto for theremin and orchestra.
The two old people cackling with laughter.... "Do you remember when that Professor appeared before the immigration judge for final approval of his citizenship application?"
Clara laughs, "It was wonderful. The old snob knew EVERYTHING that was questioned on him: 'who was the President during the Civil War?' and all those questions. And then, the judge noted, 'I see you are a great composer and musician....'
The obsequious man said, "Yes, and at the top of my field, too!"
The judge: "So let me hear you sing or recite the words of our National Anthem."
Clara: "The musical genius snob would-be immigrant blushed red... he fumbled.... he did not know the National Anthem at all!"
Judge: "You, sir, are not fit yet for consideration for American citizenship. Application !
And much chagrin then, but later, there in 1994, sixty years past the fact, we all laughed and dropped lumps of sugar into tiny tea cups, and enjoyed the old commupance, as if it had occurred only the week before.
I love old people, seeing them have fun. I bid goodbye to Henry outside of 357 W. 57th street, and we mutually agreed to get together soon, soon, for a theremin practice session.
Ernie and I watched the octogenarian turn and serenely walk away, down the sidewalk,
and out of my life forever. Henry had cancer of the prostate, and it was advanced,
and he had been in a temporary remission. Three months later he died.
But the tea! And that composer-immigrant with the chronic, bellicose, holier-than-thou carriage and his bad breath:
FAIL BREAD CITY FOREVER
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reid loves Mong
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| re: History is constantly repeating itself. Mongrol 22 Oct 08 5:00PM | Thread Closed |
> Well, I would dispute that England is the proper place for anything.
> Scotland is renowned for its hospitality, and its high teas are much
> beyond anything England can ever muster.
>
> Let’s face it, what can England muster now a days. its immigrant
> population has decentralised its traditional heritage, we now have
> Holland pies with curry no less.
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> Let them drink Watney’s it is no more than they deserve.
>
> Mor.
Well we aren't talking about 'now-a-days ;)
More the origin and source of the tradition of High tea. Which is England.
Much like cricket, England may have began the sport, there are many others who far surpass England in the playing of the game, now-a-days.
Dispute all you like Mor :), it still does not alter the fact that England is the home of High Tea, whereas the Middle Classes of Scotland, especially in assumptive little places like Sterling and Edinburgh, simply emulated the practices of English polite society.. and often took on much of the snobbish airs and graces of the English too :)
Scotland could be said to be little more than watered down, distorted and adopted traditions itself, as many of the families who now-a-days claim their 'Scottishness' as a cultural identity actually sided with the Jacobean English King in the unifying of Scotland as part of Britain.
What could be today said to be Scottish is actually some romantic illusion of what Scotland once was, or adopted and imported English traditions.
I prefer Guinness myself, imported from Cork, rather than the London brew, just as much as I like the fact that the kilt and pipes are Irish in origin, and traveled from Ireland to Scotland by ways of the migrations of Irish families to Scotland escaping the 'Irish Bruce Wars'.
Much of what is perceived to be Scottish, isn't. ;)
If you wish a proper traditional English high tea, then come to England. Find a pleasant west country village, but if you prefer a dressed up second hand version, go to Scotland ;)
They may also deep fry your Mars Bars for you too.
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| re: History is constantly repeating itself. Mongrol 22 Oct 08 5:02PM | Thread Closed |
"So a Matriarchy would worship the young, discard the old, praise beauty, despise talent and intellect, and perceive life to be a series of short exciting bursts of energy which must not be missed out on. And the Patriarchy would worship the old, not take the young seriously, not take beauty seriously except in its mathematical proportions, praise talent and intellect, and perceive life as a growth."
LOL i can only laugh hard at this utter nonsense.
Thanks for the giggles and shizz...
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| re: History is constantly repeating itself. unknown 22 Oct 08 5:16PM | Thread Closed |
Well, ignorance starts at home. Scottish hospitality has been a legend for centuries.
Of course those who have never been north of the border are unaware of it.
Scotland with its long alliance with France has always enjoyed the better things in life.
Only English men drink port, Scots drink claret by the bucketful, Scottish tables are laden with game, venison, trout and salmon, oysters from the Firth of Forth, whilst English survive on boiled beef and carrots and horrible flat beer.
Mor.
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| re: History is constantly repeating itself. unknown 22 Oct 08 5:30PM | Thread Closed |
Well, I hope you are not forgetting that the Irish would come over to Scotland every year in their thousands for the Tattie howking, And later for the berry picking on the west coast of Scotland.
The Irish never enjoyed such luxuries back home. Their cow and half acre did not provide much in the way of subsistence
Mor.
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| re: History is constantly repeating itself. Mongrol 22 Oct 08 5:39PM | Thread Closed |
hehe ignorance certainly starts at home eh Mor ;)
Perhaps a serving of boiled sheep's intestines stuffed with barley and coarse root vegetables, and deep fried mars bars might be to your palette, or perhaps stewed horses penis and frog legs from France is to your fancy, but give me good English beef, along side the fine English game and fish lavishly set onto a table creaking with the many many regional delicacies and fancies from all over England anytime.
The English imported the best venison north of the border, and taught the Scottish how to exploit the best of their Salmon, though nothing compares to an English trout as you know., and nothing will ever compare to the English table for the excess of delights and joys of food.
Scottish 'hospitality' is renowned for sure, but just as much as any other communally minded peoples, like those you may find all round England still.
I suppose one could enjoy a French meal if one doesn't mind the odor of horse coming from the meat... and Claret by the bucket doesn't sound as appealing as a fine Cabernet from the finest English crystal.
Anything to distract one from the smell of the deep fat fryers churning out whatever you fancy battered into submission and called 'food'.
:)
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| re: History is constantly repeating itself. Mongrol 22 Oct 08 5:45PM | Thread Closed |
> Well, I hope you are not forgetting that the Irish would come over to
> Scotland every year in their thousands for the Tattie howking, And
> later for the berry picking on the west coast of Scotland.
> The Irish never enjoyed such luxuries back home. Their cow and half
> acre did not provide much in the way of subsistence
>
> Mor.
Of course not - itinerant is the middle name of many Irish. Lucky those who had converted to the Orange and were given allowance to travel to the Kings Own Country.
Though the 'exchange' was considerably one sided given the English oppression of certain groups in Ireland, and the violent censorship of such things as land ownership and business licenses.
The North of Ireland has still much to grieve over the imported and immigrant Scottish Lairds loyalty to the King, who were given vast tracts of Irish land to call their own.
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