Sunday, March 9, 2008

Hmmm. I guess its your daily dose of IMPERIALISM.

Blog on Passageway to India

Ever since the beginning, my palate was struck blantantly by the British and Imperialistic taste//overtone: When they (Mrs. Moore and Ms. Quested) turn, on the bow of the boat, away from the Indians, it seemed that they were full of utter disdain. (Thank Goodness I was incorrect, seeing that Mrs. Moore was adamently a warrior, and as two down puts it "a moral safehaven" and safeguard against the Indian treatment) The gritty taste remained stagnant in my tongue and mouth for the remainder of the movie:
- East is East, Mrs. Moore. It’s a question of Culture. -- Or a question of non-integration of Westerners into the East, when they are presently in the East…. Aka the Accountant from Heart of D.

- They become all exactly the same. I give all englishman Two Years. I give the women six months. -- Rape the land, and act totally arrogant against the natives, how utterly unusual.

- Adventures do occur, but not punctually. --- This statement has absolutely nothing related to
the Imperialism picture I am painting for you, but merely I enjoyed it coming out Mrs. Moore's mouth, and agree totally with her.

- "I'll pay you tommorow… "--- here, Dr. Aziz is powerless to the whims of the British Women and their ultra important party that they must be attending

-"God is here… God is here. " Being humans, something unites us all. The disregard for that simple fact might very well be the British and Imperialistic problem… They didn't realize that Indians were humans with similarities (aka that they believed in God, just as the British/Christians did).

-I think you are very new to India,… How did you know? By the Way you address me.

- I've scarcely spoken to an Indian since we landed. Lucky you.

- Perhaps we speak yours a little. Why Fancy, she Understands! Sarcastic little mother of a ... Grr, I don't think one could be more blantant if one tried!

- We're Out here to Do justice and keep the Peace. I'm not a missionrally or a sentimental socialist. --- Hmm, Rudyard Kipling, that wouldn't be the White Man's Burden, Would it be?

-Take mine, I have an extra (back collar stud). Are you sure, nobody keeps it in their breast pocket. Here it is, in my pocket. Many Thanks--- but remember, at this point, there hadn't been a proper introduction: Dr. Aziz had merely just talked to the man, and already he, as the native, was offering up himself to the service of the White man, or Dr. Fielding.

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