Flags: Oh, East is East and West is West and North is North and South is South

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“Honest and upright people are rare.”

Chanakya 350 – 275 B.C.

Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet,
Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God’s great Judgment Seat;
But there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth,
When two strong men stand face to face,
tho’ they come from the ends of the earth!

Kamal is out with twenty men to raise the Border-side,
And he has lifted the Colonel’s mare that is the Colonel’s pride:
He has lifted her out of the stable-door between the dawn and the day,
And turned the calkins upon her feet, and ridden her far away.

Then up and spoke the Colonel’s son that led a troop of the Guides:
“Is there never a man of all my men can say where Kamal hides?”

Then up and spoke Mahommed Khan, the son of the Ressaldar:
“If ye know the track of the morning-mist, ye know where his pickets are.

At dusk he harries the Abazai — at dawn he is into Bonair,
But he must go by Fort Bukloh to his own place to fare,
So if ye gallop to Fort Bukloh as fast as a bird can fly,
By the favour of God ye may cut him off ere he win to the Tongue of Jagai.

But if he be past the Tongue of Jagai, right swiftly turn ye then,
For the length and the breadth of that grisly plain is sown with Kamal’s men.

There is rock to the left, and rock to the right, and low lean thorn between,
And ye may hear a breech-bolt snick where never a man is seen.”

The Colonel’s son has taken a horse, and a raw rough dun was he,
With the mouth of a bell and the heart of Hell
and the head of the gallows-tree.

The Colonel’s son to the Fort has won, they bid him stay to eat —
Who rides at the tail of a Border thief, he sits not long at his meat.

He’s up and away from Fort Bukloh as fast as he can fly,
Till he was aware of his father’s mare in the gut of the Tongue of Jagai,
Till he was aware of his father’s mare with Kamal upon her back,
And when he could spy the white of her eye, he made the pistol crack.

He has fired once, he has fired twice, but the whistling ball went wide.
“Ye shoot like a soldier,” Kamal said. “Show now if ye can ride.”

It’s up and over the Tongue of Jagai, as blown dustdevils go,
The dun he fled like a stag of ten, but the mare like a barren doe.

The dun he leaned against the bit and slugged his head above,
But the red mare played with the snaffle-bars, as a maiden plays with a glove.

There was rock to the left and rock to the right, and low lean thorn between,
And thrice he heard a breech-bolt snick tho’ never a man was seen.

They have ridden the low moon out of the sky, their hoofs drum up the dawn,
The dun he went like a wounded bull, but the mare like a new-roused fawn.

The dun he fell at a water-course — in a woful heap fell he,
And Kamal has turned the red mare back, and pulled the rider free.

He has knocked the pistol out of his hand — small room was there to strive,
“‘Twas only by favour of mine,” quoth he, “ye rode so long alive:
There was not a rock for twenty mile, there was not a clump of tree,
But covered a man of my own men with his rifle cocked on his knee.

If I had raised my bridle-hand, as I have held it low,
The little jackals that flee so fast were feasting all in a row:
If I had bowed my head on my breast, as I have held it high,
The kite that whistles above us now were gorged till she could not fly.”

Lightly answered the Colonel’s son: “Do good to bird and beast,
But count who come for the broken meats before thou makest a feast.

If there should follow a thousand swords to carry my bones away,
Belike the price of a jackal’s meal were more than a thief could pay.

They will feed their horse on the standing crop,
their men on the garnered grain,
The thatch of the byres will serve their fires when all the cattle are slain.

But if thou thinkest the price be fair, — thy brethren wait to sup,
The hound is kin to the jackal-spawn, — howl, dog, and call them up!

And if thou thinkest the price be high, in steer and gear and stack,
Give me my father’s mare again, and I’ll fight my own way back!”

Kamal has gripped him by the hand and set him upon his feet.
“No talk shall be of dogs,” said he, “when wolf and gray wolf meet.

May I eat dirt if thou hast hurt of me in deed or breath;
What dam of lances brought thee forth to jest at the dawn with Death?”

Lightly answered the Colonel’s son: “I hold by the blood of my clan:
Take up the mare for my father’s gift — by God, she has carried a man!”

The red mare ran to the Colonel’s son, and nuzzled against his breast;
“We be two strong men,” said Kamal then, “but she loveth the younger best.

So she shall go with a lifter’s dower, my turquoise-studded rein,
My broidered saddle and saddle-cloth, and silver stirrups twain.”

The Colonel’s son a pistol drew and held it muzzle-end,
“Ye have taken the one from a foe,” said he;
“will ye take the mate from a friend?”

“A gift for a gift,” said Kamal straight; “a limb for the risk of a limb.

Thy father has sent his son to me, I’ll send my son to him!”

With that he whistled his only son, that dropped from a mountain-crest —
He trod the ling like a buck in spring, and he looked like a lance in rest.

“Now here is thy master,” Kamal said, “who leads a troop of the Guides,
And thou must ride at his left side as shield on shoulder rides.

Till Death or I cut loose the tie, at camp and board and bed,
Thy life is his — thy fate it is to guard him with thy head.

So, thou must eat the White Queen’s meat, and all her foes are thine,
And thou must harry thy father’s hold for the peace of the Border-line,
And thou must make a trooper tough and hack thy way to power —
Belike they will raise thee to Ressaldar when I am hanged in Peshawur.”

They have looked each other between the eyes, and there they found no fault,
They have taken the Oath of the Brother-in-Blood on leavened bread and salt:
They have taken the Oath of the Brother-in-Blood on fire and fresh-cut sod,
On the hilt and the haft of the Khyber knife, and the Wondrous Names of God.

The Colonel’s son he rides the mare and Kamal’s boy the dun,
And two have come back to Fort Bukloh where there went forth but one.

And when they drew to the Quarter-Guard, full twenty swords flew clear —
There was not a man but carried his feud with the blood of the mountaineer.

“Ha’ done! ha’ done!” said the Colonel’s son.
“Put up the steel at your sides!

Last night ye had struck at a Border thief —
to-night ’tis a man of the Guides!”

Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet,
Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God’s great Judgment Seat;
But there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth,
When two strong men stand face to face,
tho’ they come from the ends of the earth!

— Rudyard Kipling

In my last post I was taking Latin and and translating it into the monosyllabic brevity and clarity of the Anglo-Saxon tongue.

Just as an aside, it turns out Anglo-Saxon is very much like the Japanese in this respect.  No wonder they got along so well in the mid-century last.

Apparently, they even had some sleep overs and made their sheets look alike:

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Talk about “Tao and Te”.

Then in the sixties, Canada decides it needs a new flag, with the Atlantic on one coast and the Pacific on the other coast and they come up with this:

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“Zen, you ‘ave Kanata caught in the mittle.”

Talk about cognitive dissonance or what?  But what do you expect?  That was East and West and Canada’s assurance of economic independence.  Not to mention all the guilt over the Japanese-Canadian internment camps and German-Canadian internment camps during WWII.

We were also caught in the middle of something much bigger.  We had the Russian Bear to the North and the American Eagle to the South, and if they ever met we would have all the radioactive fallout dropping down on our Nobel Peace Prize winning heads.

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And the DEW Line, maintained by our allies to the south was on the northern edge of our terrain and our best general is underground at NORAD an still is permanently second in command protecting the North American continent. (He was the one who got fighters in the air in minutes during 9/11, by the way.)

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Then there was the Russian bomber approaching Canadian Airspace on the eve of President Barack Obama’s visit to Ottawa, Canada.

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Oh, East is East  and West is West

and North is North and South is South

And never the quain shall meet

We’re the coldest country in the world

in midst of all the heat.

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The Suns, The Stars and The Leaves

But what is it really about?  It’s about what we aspire to.

The German and Japanese Empires wanted to “rule the Sunrise and Sunset” a term with its roots in safe  Days or “Hours” or Times and Properties.

The Soviet and American Empires wanted to “rule the Sun and the Stars” a term with its roots in safe Heavens or “Havens” or Skies and Ways.

The Canadians Empire wants to “rule the Deciduous Trees” a term with its roots in safe Arbors or “Harbors” or Lands and Seas.

Kipling, you are are such an f’ing twit.  We’re still in Afghanistan.  May all of NATO’s men and women in the deserts keep their butts warm and their heads low.

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“It has been a difficult journey to get here.  But the view to the south is pretty sunny.”

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P.S.  You might be wondering about the “Kim Tzu” moniker in my previous post.  Well, I was telling a friend in China about the Country of Canada, the Province of Manitoba and the City of Winnipeg.  One of the things I  told about was the statue that stands atop of the Manitoba Provincial Legislative Building:

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He is called “The Golden Boy” and he stands five metres tall plated in gold holding a torch and a sheaf of wheat running toward Canada’s Northwest.

When I told my friend the name she said “Kim Tzu” which means “Golden Boy”.  Upon hearing this I told her we have a whole province of Golden Boys and Golden Girls.  Even if it’s just a twenty-four karat gold tan.

“Where the Yellow are Mellow”

Reverend Joseph Lowery

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Mental Order for a change

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If you read the indepth biographies of Winston Churchill, you will discover that the man suffered from a mental illness called Bipolar Disorder.  Yet despit a life of political defeats, he was able to win the Prime Ministership and successfully lead Britain in its time of greatest need against the Nazi war machine with the words, “Never, Never, Never Give Up.”  Churchill’s strategic insight during the Battle of Britain and his compelling speeches are still studied by leaders around the world today.

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Abraham Lincoln’s indepth biographies also reveal he suffered from a mental illness believed to be Bipolar Disorder.  Yet despite repeated failures won the Presidency and even after the death of his wife, led the United States through the greatest national crisis it ever faced, The American Civil War.  His memorial in Washington D.C. reveal a man of profound depth of thought and compassion for his countrymen.  He is regarded as one of the greatest Presidents the United States has produced.

Differing orders of the brain are often hard to distinguish.  Especially when studying accounts of historical figures.  Often different brain order societies claim that the same historical figures had their particular brain order.  An interesting truth is we all exhibit traits of every brain order.  We just exhibit them to varying degrees.

My theory is that all mental orders are just that different orders.  Some orders are more detrimental to one’s functioning than others.

I suggest we are all wired in a similar fashion, but we don’t understand the wiring yet or the inputs and outputs.  We don’t understand the range of Mental Orders humanity has.  Some orders are just more common than others.  Maybe in the end Synesthesia will be found to simply be a different mental order.  Time will tell.

Maybe, and more to the point I am saying we are confusing mental difference with illness.  Bipolar Order, Schizo Order, Borderline Order, Autistic Order and so on .

What I am really wondering is what Bipolar Disorder,  Schizophrenia and Autism are.

What is Bipolar Order?

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Bipolar Order is understood to be a chemical imbalance in the brain.  However, every cell in the brain is composed of chemicals and scientists do not fully understand brain chemistry and do not fully understand why the range of medications for Bipolar Order are able to conteract the symptoms.   Bipolar Order is a change in the affective aspect of the self.

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More information about Bipolar Disorder can be found here.

Who has Bipolar Order?

The list of prominent persons with Bipolar Mood Disorder is very long as the video below will show (10 mins).  However, present day medicines are making it possible to manage the illness and lead a more stable life.

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What is Schizophrenia?

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Schizophrenia is not a split personality.  Schizophrenia is not a disorder of mood.

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A more extensive explanation of Schizophrenia can be found here.

Who has Schizophrenia?

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What is Autism?

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Autism is not a lack of interaction with the world.  It is a different way of perceiving and interacting with the world.  Understanding autism is not a failure of the autistic, it is a failure of society to provide them with the tools to interact with us and apply their potential.

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Who has Autism?

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1 in 150 Children in U.S. Has Autism, New Survey Finds

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Psychism : Mental Discrimination

However, that is not what this post is about.  This post is about the stigma ignorance, prejudice and discrimination against the mentally different as well as the abuse of healthy people who choose to challenge authority or deviate from convention.  I couldn’t find a term like sexism, racism or homophobia, so I decided to coin a new term, “psychism”.  This is not the usage of psychism in its conventional sense, however I think the usage I propose is much more important to society.  Other schools of thought use “mentalism” or “sanism”, but I think psychism has more punch.  Psychism is mental discrimination and Psychophobia is fear of mental difference.

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“You’re Crazy!”

When a person presents an idea the hearer has many options.

  1. You can attack the motive.
  2. You can attack the person.
  3. You can attack the timing.
  4. You can attack the location.
  5. You can attack the function.
  6. You can attack the data.
  7. You can attack the need.
  8. You can attack the provision.

Or you can attack all of them by questioning a person’s sanity.  This is Psychism.

To label a person as mentally ill when they challenge authority, act in a deviant manner or simply attempt to be creative is a psychist act.  It is an attempt to destroy a person’s credibility and self-esteem.  It is a violation of trust and a violation of human rights.  It does not matter whether that person is mentally ill or not.  Psychism is a crime.  It is a crime in religion, politics, the workplace, academically, in family and against oneself.  The only time when it is acceptable to intervene in a person’s actions is when they are a physical danger to themselves or others.  And in the case of Bipolar Disorder and Schizophrenia this is rarely the case contrary to public and media sensationalism.

It is often forgotten that the mentally different were among the first victims of eugenics, Nazism and fascism.  Is there going to be a place for them in the Canadian Museum for Human Rights?

Mental Difference and the World

It is predicted that Mental Health will be the dominant concern world wide this century.  It will affect us or someone close to us if not now in the near future.

Here’s some interesting statistics regarding a country struggling to get its Mental Healthcare System into place in the face of modern societal stresses:

  • I have been reading statistics on China.
  • There are only 17,000 psychiatrists for 1.3 billion people.
  • Suicide is the leading cause of death for Chinese between 15 and 34.
  • Chinese culture does not know how to deal with mental health issues due to stigma.
  • China has developed its own diagnostic manual that deviates from international standards to address “pragmatic” requirements, but also challenges the tendency in the west to pathologize everything.
  • China refuses entry to anyone with a mental disease, I think more due to incapacity of the health care system than anything else.

Australia will not grant immigration to anyone with a mental illness on the basis that they will burden the healthcare system.

Singapore built a new Mental Healthcare Hospital in the early 1990s to prepare to deal with this emerging issue.  However job security is still an issue if you fall ill.

I am still researching.

I hope that this century will be the century when psychism will become extinct in society.  When we learn compassion and help Synesthetes manage their health and recognize deviation by any person as a creative force.  Let’s forget Mentally Ill.  Let’s use the term Mentally Different.

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Satire: It’s Not Easy Being Free

Below is my award winning Toastmasters speech on leadership and the constitution. – relationary

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The Tale of Free Toad

I am going to tell you a story. It’s a story about why you joined this organization.

Perfect Parties

Once upon a time there was a toad called Free Toad who when he was old enough left his home and set out to see the world. He lived and worked with all kinds of toads in all kinds of ponds.

One day he came to a pond called Muddy Waters much and he was invited to a toad meeting. There he met Control Toad.

Control Toad had been sitting on the same toad stool for twelve years.

At the meeting Control Toad was being honored and he gave an acceptance speech. “I give perfect toad parties.” Control Toad croaked, “The sun and the moon, the planets and the stars revolve around me and if anyone thinks different they can leave Muddy Waters.”

Free Toad was not impressed. He decided go to the ribbit hole to consult with an old friend, Wise Toad.

Free Toad asked Wise Toad, “Is being a toad about perfect parties?”

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Wise Toad looked long and deep at Free Toad and asked, “What was the goal of the first Toadmaster?”

Free Toad thought and could not come up with an answer.

Wise Toad replied, “To conquer fear.”

Free Toad asked, “Fear of what?”

Wise Toad replied, “Leadership, communication and achievement.”

Wise Toad continued, “Toads are afraid of their rights and responsibilities, afraid of speaking their mind and afraid to set goals and take action.”

Free Toad asked, “How do I know my rights and responsibilities?”

Wise Toad pulled out a strip of bark, “The Toadmaster Constitution”.

Free Toad asked, “How do I speak my mind?”

Wise Toad pulled out another strip of bark, “Ribbit’s Rules of Order.”

Free Toad asked, “How do I set goals and take action?”

Wise Toad pulled out a final piece of bark, “The Toadmaster Catalog.”

Wise Toad continued, “Toads have to return to the basics. The Constitution is the cornerstone of being a Toadmaster.”

Free Toad took the three pieces of bark and Wise Toad cautioned him, “Control Toad is a tyrant. He is afraid of the Constitution. When you use it he will try to kill you.”

Not At This Club

Free Toad hopped back across Muddy Waters and attended the next toad meeting. He ran for president and won. Control Toad was not pleased.

Free Toad announced, “I am giving every toad a constitution.”

Control Toad took Free Toad aside and said, “Stick the constitution, the rules of order and the catalog in a stump and forget them.”

At the next meeting Free Toad said to Control Toad, “The constitution says the president presides over all club meetings and business meetings.”

Control Toad replied angrily, “Not at this club!” and Control Toad took control of the meetings.

At the first executive meeting Free Toad said, “I would like each officer to perform their duties as defined in the constitution.”

Control Toad replied, “Not in this club!” And Control Toad took control of the duties.

Then one of Control Toad’s cronies wanted a favor. Control Toad said to the executive, “Do this favor without telling the club. It involves money and the club cannot be trusted.”

Free Toad could take it no longer. Control Toad had disempowered the President, disempowered the Executive and the disempowered the entire Membership.

Free Toad roared, “The Constitution says the executive can take no action without ratification by the club.”

Some toads covered their ears, some toads covered their eyes and some toads covered their mouths.

Control Toad covered all three.

Kangaroo Court

The next meeting Control Toad conspired with her clique of cronies and stormed the meeting.

“The word of the day is ‘occupation’,” declared Control Toad and her cronies surrounded Free Toad.

“I didn’t come here to achieve,” said one crony.

“I didn’t come here to communicate,” said a second crony.

“I didn’t come here to lead,” said a third crony.

Then Control Toad stood up last and croaked, “Free Toad has salamandered me”.

“Free Toad must be taught a lesson,” the cronies all croaked in unison.

The votes were tallied and Control Toad’s clique won five to four the rest abstained. They had persuaded no one but themselves.

Then Control Toad pulled out a cake and yelled, “On with my perfect parties.”

Next meeting they installed a president who proudly declared he had never read the Toadmaster Constitution or Ribbit’s Rules of Order or the Toadmaster Catalog.

Conclusion

Free Toad had learned a lesson: The constitution cannot defend itself. Every toad has to learn and uphold the Toadmaster Constitution if they are to fend off tyrants.

As Free Toad walked away from Muddy Waters he decided to start a new pond. A few young toads came to him and asked, “How do we join you?”

Free Toad asked, “What was the goal of the first Toadmaster?”