OBAMA GETS VOTERS EXCITED, CONFUSED

INTERESTING (ON A LIGHTER NOTE)

Is America finally ready for a black president? That's a question many people are asking these days, as Senator Barack Obama takes the first steps toward a potential run for the White House in 2008. Obama, 45, born in Hawaii to a Kenyan father and white American mother, is a popular figure and rising star in the Democratic Party, but faces several hurdles as he seeks to become the first president in U.S. history to understand what Jesse Jackson is saying. Perhaps the biggest hurdle will be his name, which some Americans are already confusing with another well-known name, as a CNN reporter discovered while interviewing people on the streets of New York.

Reporter: "What do you think of Barack Obama?
"Middle-aged man: "I think we should be trying harder to capture him. What are we doing in Iraq when Obama is still out there, still a threat to America?"
Reporter: "No, I mean Barack Obama from Chicago. What do you think of him?"
Middle-aged man: "You mean he's in Chicago now? How did he get into the country? Don't tell me he came through Mexico! We really need to tighten our borders."

When it was revealed that Obama's middle name is Hussein, many more people were confused, as the CNN reporter found out on the streets of Atlanta.

Reporter: "What do you think of Barack Hussein Obama?"
Thirty-something man: "He got what was coming to him, that's all I can say. He committed crimes against humanity and got what he deserved. I don't feel sorry for him at all.
"Reporter: "No, I mean Barack Hussein Obama from Chicago.
"Thirty-something man: "You mean he was from Chicago? How the heck did he get to be president of Iraq? Come to think of it, I did notice a slight Chicago accent. Too bad he didn't live for a few more weeks. He could have watched the Bears in the Super Bowl."

Barack Obama may seem like a fairly easy name to remember, but even some of his supporters are having trouble with it, as the CNN reporter discovered on the streets of Chicago.
Reporter: "May I ask whom you plan to vote for in 2008?
"Twenty-year-old man: "I really like that guy, what's his name, Obrack Barama.
"Reporter: "What about you, Sir? Who gets your vote in 2008?
"Nineteen-year-old man: "Your Mama."
Reporter: "Pardon me?"
Nineteen-year-old man: "Broke Your Mama. That's who I'm voting for. Broke Your Mama.
"Reporter: "Oh, I see. And what about you, Miss?
"Twenty-one-year-old woman: "Me? I'm voting for ... uh ... Baroque Alabama."

Obama may overcome the confusion and concerns over his name, but it'll be harder to overcome racism. I'd like to think that the majority of Americans -- and certainly the vast majority of the younger generation -- don't have a racist bone in their bodies or are at least taking medication forit. But it often takes just a small number of votes to sway an election. The 2004 presidential election was so close, John Kerry would have beaten George Bush if he had merely convinced everyone named 'John' to vote for him. The 2000 election was even closer. Al Gore would have beaten Bush if he had merely convinced Larry King's ex-wives to vote for him.If Obama gets the Democratic Party's nomination, busloads of white supremacists may show up at the polls.

Reporter: "May I ask whom you're voting for?"
Supremacist: "What kind of (bleep) question is that? The white guy, of course.
"Reporter: "So you agree with him about Iraq?"Supremacist: "Of course I do. Our country doesn't need Iraq Boboma -- or whatever his name is."

AMENEHOPE & THE BOOK OF PROVERBS

It is truly amazing how much Egypt features in the the Old Testament, Torah and Quran!

But what I would like to share without expressing my opinion today is the above topic. The writings of an Egyptian sage called Amenehope are held in the British Museum, and curiously proverb after proverb of the Book of Proverbs can be attributed to this Egyptian original although they are customarily attributed to King Solomon (they are actually one of my favourite books in the Bible asides from Ecclesiastes). But hear this: it has now been discovered that the works of Amenehope were extracted from a far older work called THE WISDOM of PTAH-HOTEP which comes from 2,000 years before the time of Solomon. Perhaps one way of looking at it, is that at that time there were no literary rights hence no plagiarism, thus literary works discovered by conquerors could be assumed to be the conquerors as long as they suited the conqueror. Check this out:

1.

Amenehope (A) 1-6 - incline thine ears to hear my sayings, and apply thine heart to their apprehension, for it is a profitable thing to put them in the heart

Book of Proverbs (P) 22:17-18 - Bow down thine ear, and hear the words of the wise, and apply thine heart unto my knowledge, For it is pleasant thing if thou keep them within thee.

2.

(A) 9:5-8 -Better is poverty in the hands of God, than the riches in the storehouse. Better are loaves when the heart is joyous.
(P) 15: 16-17 - Better is little with fear of the Lord, than great treasure and trouble therewith. better is a dinner of herbs where love is.

3.

(A) 11: 13-14 -Fraternise not with a hot-tempered man, and press him not for conversation
(P) 22:24 -Make no friendship with an angry man, and with a furious man thou shalt not go.

I could go on but I am a little type weary right now but I guess you will find this interesting too. As time goes on and information from different sources is made readily available on online resources, we will get to know much more about this world we live in and perhaps come to appreciate the many different civilizations inclusive of African ones, In our quest to have a better appreciation of the YHWH religion a few similarities in messages received by the prophets would be of a great spiritual sale that would ease the perceived domination of biblical history by a few races.

It has also been unearthed that even the ten commandments had a mention in Egypt. Could it be that God appeared for all his people at the same time but other world tribes did not keep written records?

Maybe I should go back to reading fiction, much safer being ignorant sometimes, at least the core is not as shaken in simple lives. Thats it on History Folks! CUT! CUT! CUT!

MESOPOTAMIA? URUK? IRAQ! MY TAKE ON THE WAR

• Mesopotamia: The cradle of Civilization
• Mesopotamia means "the land between two rivers"
• From about 10,000 BC towards the end of the last Ice age this Near Eastern land mass was especially suited to irrigation and spanned Egypt, Canaan and Mesopotamia in the main.
• By 6,000 BC the Mesopotamians had mastered using ships in the open Sea, no wonder marine insurance originated from there.
• The Bible book of Genesis ratifies that recorded Cultural history begun in the mentioned countries, by the way GENESIS introduced in the Greek Bible of 3 BC means 'origin' or 'beginning'.
• Abraham who I mentioned in one of my previous blogs was a native of Mesopotamia. Genesis 11:31 says he came from Ur of the Chaldees.
• Mesopotamia was divided into two main regions that is Northern Mesopotamia or Assyria with its Central region called Akad (North of Babylon) where present day Baghdad sits and Southern Mesopotamia also identified as SUMER, and this is the area where the early patriarchs (Adam, Noah and Abraham) prevailed. The foremost city of ancient Sumer was Uruk (Modern day Warka) from which the country's eventual name IRAQ is derived.
• The mighty technical and academic revolution of Southern Mesopotamia has long baffled scholars and historians worldwide.
• For example from within the ruins of the Ziggurat of Ur (Abraham was descended from the daughter of the great King Un-nammu who built the Temple of Ur) were found such documents relating to lawyers, taxation, mill owners, shopkeepers, educational, medical and even mathematical calculators! tables for extracting square and cube roots and triangular formulae, and this before Jesus time folks!

Now I look at the war and think: this land is holier than Israel as relates to the origins of the Abrahamic faiths (Christianity, Judaism, Islam) and even the Baha'i faith that attempts a Unity of religions, now you tell me what this war is about! just a dictator, oil, liberation, weapons of mass destruction etceteras, maybe not! Now hold that thought and tell me: do you then see the Islamic Arabs giving in to the mighty USA on this one?....... its going to be a long bloody one, I hope someone gives soon. In the meanwhile the human toll is too much and still rising.

HISTORY

The Oxford Dictionary defines the word History as " The continuous methodical record of important or public events" I recall History as a subject that I excelled in, in Secondary School, actually I was so good that during my Junior Certificate exams at Chichiri Secondary School the subject never appeared on my certificate, it was wrongly adjudged by Maneb that my mark was so good maybe I had cheated on the exam, well I was finally exonerated by being the best student of my class in English and... yes, you guessed correct... History! in my final secondary school year (after we had done our 'Mock'), great stuff! The RECOGNITION!!! walking all the way to the podium in the front of the school hall to receive the award and presents. At least that ensured I would not only be remembered for my imperfections, my being a School Prefect, captaining the Basketball team, or my break dance team 'FREAKOWIZARDS' that performed during the drama festivals breaks etc.

Anyways coming back to History: Today I will post and share below and on a few separate posts issues of interest even to the reader that I have managed to come across as I continue my History habit with a focus on religions, the crusades, the post Jesus Christ era and the Middle East inclusive of North Africa, arguably the most active region in the world since time immemorial and custodian region of the two main religions. Ready?

THE BOOK OF JUBILEES

Well you will not find it in the Canonical Bible as approved by Emperor Constantine's Council of Nicaea of 325 AD however this book was wholly related to time, in this book the truly Ascetic Jews admonished the Pharisees and Sadducee's of the Jerusalem Temple for having a 354 day year! the Ascetic Jews insisted on a 364 day year with 52 weeks and a 7 days week. The one we currently use came courtesy of the Romans with 365 days but I am sure you can tell who influenced it.

NUMBER OF DAYS IN THE YEAR

The Julian calendar was actually based on a year of 365 days, 6 hours whereas true tropical solar time has 365 days, 5 hours, 48 minutes, 46 seconds. This gave rise to an extra day being lost every 128 years by the Julian reckoning. By the sixteenth century the discrepancy amounted to ten full days, and so in 1582 Pope Gregory XII made an adjustment by way of his new Gregorian calendar. This was adopted by the Catholic nations, but the Protestant countries made their adjustment later, with Britain falling in line after 1751, by which time the accumulated error resulted in 11 days.

It was announced in advance that 2nd September, 1752 would be followed immediately by 14th September: which prompted public demonstrations because people thought their lives would be shortened by 11 days. Ha ha ha!

At present to avoid a further build up of extra days during the 128 year periods, leap years have been restricted to century years divisible by 400 and to any other year divisible by 4. This reduces the average length of the annual calendar to a far more acceptable 365.2425 days.

BIBLE

What does it mean?

The word comes from a Greek plural noun Biblia which means " a collection of books".

Well now you have it, check my other posts and my take on Iraq.

Mass Sacrament

Was introduced into the Christian church by Pope Gelasius I (AD 492-96) and consisted of bread and wine, he denounced all who did not take alcohol, proclaiming them to be heretics!

CIRCUMCISION

Josephus F., Against Apion (1:22), in The Works of Flavius Josephus. It is recorded that Herodotus credited Ethiopians and Colchians with early circumcision, while claiming that the Phoenicians and Syrians in Palestine learned about it from the Egyptians.

MAL-LAWI (Malleui)

A modern city that lies across the Amarna river. A likeness of the name of the nation I come from which literally means ‘City of the Levites’. But of course my country’s name means ‘flames’ or does it? Who decided on the name Malawi anyway?

DESCENDANTS OF ABRAHAM AND ALL YOUR CONVERTS, WHY ALL THIS FIGHTING?

The angel prevents the sacrifice of Isaac (Rembrandt, 1634)

Somebody forgot to tell the converts where it all started and in your hateful religious thoughts, scheming, actions etceteras remember where you came from or with no ill intentions meant where the true descendants of your adopted religion(s) came from and for GODS sake stop fighting!!!!!!- Brian.

Abraham
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Abraham (Hebrew: אַבְרָהָם, Standard Avraham Ashkenazi Avrohom or Avruhom Tiberian ʾAḇrāhām ; Arabic: ابراهيم, Ibrāhīm ; Ge'ez: አብርሃም, ʾAbrəham) is regarded as the founding patriarch of the Israelites and of the Nabataean people in Jewish, Christian and Islamic tradition. In that tradition, Abraham is the great spiritual father of many peoples. Abraham was the son of Terah and the grandson of Nahor. Terah had two wives. Abraham and his brother, Nahor, were the sons of Terah by one wife, and Sarah and her brother, Haran, were offspring of Terah by his other wife, a daughter of the semitic chief, Haran. The city of Haran was named after this chief. Terah's first born son was Haran, but he did not live to inherit Terah's property and office as chief. The next oldest son was Nahor. Nahor inherited his father's territory in Mesopotamia and Abraham was brought by God from Mesopotamia to the land of Canaan. There he entered into a covenant: in exchange for sole recognition of Yahweh as supreme universal authority, Abraham will be blessed through innumerable progeny. His life as narrated in the book of Genesis (chapters 11–25) reflects various traditions.
His original name was Abram (Hebrew: אַבְרָם, Standard Avram Tiberian ʾAḇrām) meaning either "exalted father" or "[my] father is exalted" (compare Abiram). Later in life he went by the name Abraham (see retroactive nomenclature), often glossed as av hamon (goyim) "father of many (nations)" per Genesis 17:5, although it does not have any literal meaning in Hebrew.[1]
Judaism, Christianity and Islam are sometimes referred to as the "Abrahamic religions", because of the role Abraham plays in their holy books and beliefs. In the Torah and the Qur'an, Abraham is described as a patriarch blessed by God (Genesis 17:4-5). In the Jewish tradition, he is called Avraham Avinu or "Abraham, our Father". God promised Abraham that through his offspring, all the nations of the world will come to be blessed (Genesis 12:3), interpreted in Christian tradition as a reference to Christ. Jews, Christians, and Muslims consider him father of the people of Israel through his son Isaac (cf. Exodus 6:3, Exodus 32:13). For Muslims, he is a prophet of Islam and the ancestor of Muhammad through his other son Ishmael. By his second wife, Keturah, (Genesis 25) Abraham is also a progeniture of the semitic tribes of the Negev who trace their descent from their common ancestor Sheba (Genesis 10:28). Consistent with the kinship pattern revealed in Genesis 4 and 5, Abraham married two wives. Sarah was his half-sister and Keturah was a patrilineal parallel cousin.

My take from different sources is the Kenturah was the third wife of Abraham and bore him 6 other sons and Ishmael was not one of them, he was was the son of Hagar, an Egyptian companion of Sarai, Abrahams wife (or Sarah after she changed her name).

YOUR CHILDREN ARE NOT YOUR OWN!

By Khalil Gibran 1883-1931

'The Prophet'

Your children are not your children.

They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.

They come through you but not from you,

And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts. For they have their own thoughts.

You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.

For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far. Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness; For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable

SUN CITY

Sun City and its elaborate transport system, beauty, great golf courses, golf carts, single handicap caddies, gambling (fruit machines only! I still have a 'table' phobia).......mmmh! Sun City.

CELEBRATING CHARLES F. KETTERING

“Problems are the price of progress. Don’t bring me anything but trouble. Good news weakens me.” One would have thought that this was an idle trouble causer. But, wait a minute and listen to the story of this problem solver.

Charles F. Kettering was born in 1876 on a farm in Ohio. As a student he loved to read and to experiment. Maybe that is why he would later say: “Keep on going and the chances are you will stumble on something, perhaps when you are least expecting it. I have never heard of anyone stumbling on something sitting down.” He tried about half the tools on his parents’ farm to find the best way to pick potatoes. After high school he taught for three years in an effort to raise his University fees. He entered University at 22 years of age but had to drop out in second year due to poor eyesight. He then worked as a telephone lineman for several years before returning to Ohio State University and graduating at age 28.

Our problems should never deter us from pursuing greatness. We must never let other people’s limited opinions limit our pursuits. After graduation, he took up a job as an experimental engineer with National Cash Register (NCR). In the five years there, he created a low-cost printing cash register, an electric cash register and developed an accounting system for banks among other inventions. While still at NCR, from his home garage, he invented an improved vehicle ignition system. Spurred by this invention he set up the Dayton Engineering Laboratories Company (Delco) in 1909 with the help of a few friends. That year he got a challenging order for 8,000 ignition systems from Cadillac. This “problem” led to the creation of the first electric starter. Sometimes because we are comfortable with our old problems, we are never elevated to the creation of new solutions. We cannot use an old map to navigate new territory. In 1916, United Motors Corporation acquired Delco, which was later acquired by General Electric in 1918. Kettering was invited to direct the new General Electric Research Corporation that was subsequently formed. Research deals with creating solutions to current and future problems. Problems are wasted when they are left unchallenged. Kettering himself said that his interest was in the future because that is where he was going to spend the rest of his life. As head of GM Research for 27 years, he spearheaded the company’s product development and acquired 140 patents to his name. His notable achievements included the development of “ethyl” leaded petrol to correct engine knock, the refrigerant, “Freon”; and faster-drying and longer lasting paint finishes for motor vehicles. He also created the lightweight diesel engine that helped improve the moving power of railroads. Kettering retired from General Electric in 1947 but continued to serve as a director and research adviser until his death in 1958. He received nearly 40 honorary doctorates and a myriad of awards, honours and medals. His legacy lives through the Charles F. Kettering Foundation for medical research established in 1927 and the Sloan-Kettering Institute for Cancer Research founded by GM Chairman Alfred P. Sloan in 1945.

The life of a problem solver inspires greatness in subsequent generations. Kettering bequeathed to us this saying; “You can’t have a better tomorrow if you are thinking about yesterday all the time.” Problems are the mineshafts that lead us to the hidden treasure. They are the key to any worthwhile enterprise. Our problems carry with them the seeds for our greatness. Anyone without problems is truly bankrupt because he has no seeds to create a better future. Our greatness is brilliantly disguised in our most nagging problems.

DAR ES SALAAM

GR8 PLACE!

A round of golf at the Gymkhana, Friday evening at the Holiday Inn or Level 8 at the Kempinski, the daily morning drive along the Indian Ocean en route to work, Choma at Jackies, 'Kitimoto/mbuzi katolika' at Didi's, a romantic boat ride from the Slipway, 'Naomba bili' at Florida pub, beads of sweat and a full bucket of golf balls at the Golf Range next to Arabellas, going home in the wee hours and watching the sun rise from Sea Cliff Village, Saturday morning on the Kigamboni Ferry, Prawn mania on the streets, Old Slave market in Zanzibar, Sunset...........

WHATS IN A NAME?

So whats in a name?

Being the first born for my parents there was an avalanche of sorts as relates to naming me and I am now 'stuck' with the names Brian, Prince, Allan, Ian, Zagwa-zatha .......and with each name comes a different beautiful memory.

'Kapito' (my surname) means a small whistle in Malawi but I wonder what it means in Mozambique where my paternal grandfather came from, I remember walking through the streets of Sicily on a day excursion from Malta and getting curious but warm looks from the locals as I walked, it is only later that an Italian friend advised that 'Kapito' in Italian means 'understand' - now that clearly explained the curiosity (which had puzzled me) for what I was wearing in Sicily was a Manchester United football shirt with 'KAPITO' emblazoned in bold on my back. Whooh! Lucky it wasnt a swear word or I'd be burned on a stake!

Through the distance of years I hear my grandad Donald Paulus Chirwa Esq. calling out 'Zagwa' and that name I hold dear to his memory, may his soul rest in eternal peace, if I were only 25% of what he was I would be a great man, I am proud to be of his lineage.

'Allan' reminds me of my baptism and first 'sacrament' at Saint Pius Church near the Kudya Entertainment Centre between Nkolokosa and Soche East overlooking the Naperi cemeteries.

'Brian' must be my Dads (Frank Barry Kapito Esq.- Bless his soul), only he could pronounce my name the way it was meant to be called........ it is a name of Celtic origin that means ' the strong one' and Frank is a German name that means ' a free man'

Mwandida, Zagwazatha, Tichitenji, Walimba, Trouble ..........

I don't know about you, but there seems a SMITE negativity in those names, or is it just conjecture I am reduced to? Pity the old mans not around to clear this one out, but mine (Zagwa-zatha) has a ring of 'well, he is here at last and we cannot change that' and that's what its all about now Zagwa-zatha- Like Marvin Gaye would say 'Lets get it on!'

After all is said and done African names communicate the prevailing mood at the time a child is born and the general or precise feelings of the person giving the name. In all the 'positivity' of today therefore, is it true to say we have lost the old African objectivity of name giving?

We seem to have adopted the extensive use of foreign names (with a slant and bias towards the colonialists- Brian! Ho!) with no precise meaning except either sounding nice to the ear, having an expensive 'exotic' feel or reminding us of one that did something nice, worthy and that sort of thing. Does that make us a people that are easily agreeable to change? perhaps! Is it the irreversible 'Global' effect impacting all the social aspects of our lives? seek solace in the Oliver Mtukudzi song words sung in that inimitable Zimbabwe accent:

"You can take me out of the ghetto and never bring me back again,

but you will never take the ghetto out of me...

I was born in the ghetto...

My heart is in the ghetto....

They call me the ghetto boy"

I am well and truly proud of my African heritage and of the few remaining african strands that connect me with my ancestors; my name, genes, skin colour ...............

So whats in a name???

I guess its all personal, one of the last true freedoms, we are all entitled to adopt, pick, use any (Can you believe that? any!) name we like, at least so far as there are no name copyrights in place and as long as we get to retain our surnames! ...speaking that is, only of male human species, un-married women (??!!!??) and double barrel 'surnamed' ladies.

I love my names, without them.................who and what would I be?...........nameless!

THE FIRST TIME

My first blog is exactly that, THE FIRST TIME, a mishmash of thoughts, a maze of ideas, a labyrinth of type and memories in no particular order at all. Whats on my mind today??? my resignation from my job after growing my employers book 300% last year (well it was the whole bunch of us, so excuse the 'me')?- Resign at the top they say! but that's not the reason why, I have to re-tool, re-focus, re-educate myself, I have to do what I have only dared to think about in the last 5 years. What else is on my mind? its someones birthday today, she turns 14, big girl, every ones amazed, does that make me feel old? NO! I figure now that you're only as young as your mind wants to be or sometimes as old as the strength of your hangover, I must state though that it can be sometimes confusing, this age thing....... best be yourself, always, is all.

My mind wanders through the dusty track back home through the supposed largest roundabout in Africa near Ngara from college in Nairobi............. the noisy bus with Maltese people uncomfortable to sit next to an dark African (me) through the stony views of Valletta............... waiting for my visa interview in the US Embassy over Christmas 2006..........clutching my ticket from Heathrow towards Picadilly circus on the London Underground..........being stopped by a stubborn traffic cop in Mozambique (speed trap) because I did not read the speed limit on the road! how would one read the road please? and perhaps he should have just asked the US Dollar tip up front........OH! How sexy Swahili is when the ladies of Dar es Salaam roll it off their tongues! (They could tukana (swear at) you and you would have no idea! you would just smile and nod like an idiot.....................oh yes!, following a beautiful young lady on the streets of old Johannesburg until I got hopelessly lost only to be rescued by paying a fare to the cab driver (At least I got through what would have been a horribly boring day! and I didn't even talk to her nor did she notice me!).............................. buying bird kanyenya in on the drive to Kamuzu Academy in Kasungu to play basketball in that old VW kombi that Chichiri Secondary School (CHISESCHO) had, failing miserably to chew on the 'utakafumbi' (rats) that my forefathers enjoyed (my great grandfather would have disowned me).................talking of grandfathers: being caught with my hand deep in my grandfathers inside jacket pocket on his office door whilst perching on a table and responding that I was looking for the newspaper when he caught me (Ouch!) it always had coins in it you know, it was truly and hugely embarrassing, no that's not the term it was world 'stoppingly' embarrassing............... 'borrowing' my grandfathers yellow vauxhall (this was before UDF but the colour stuck with my mom for a whole while) to go to to Five Star for the disco with DJ Fiso, we pushed this car all the way and only started it with a coin (amazing ignition aint it?) after we were way down the slope........... my mind insists on the erratic flow that only I can comprehend..........driving to Blantyre from Lilongwe to attend interviews for my very own post (Branch Manager) because the Insurance company I worked for had merged with another Insurance Company, and guess who was on my passenger side?......... the manager from the other 'merged' firm who had also applied for my job.... and he kept mumbling to himself all the way in preparation for the interview while I was reduced to a chauffeur role.... and guess what? he got the job! ......but I got to be his boss by getting a bigger post on the same 'interviews', so all's well that ends well............... resigning form my job of 12 years Ooh! the insecurity was massive! you never build strength until you dare, I feel (truly) for people with job opportunities elsewhere that are not brave enough to resign from the jobs they have had since leaving school/college for they will never know what they are truly worth............. my sister enjoying my birthday cake a day before my birthday after she had discovered it in the cupboard in Soche East and then insisting she had not touched the cake even with cake all over her hands and mouth, naughty girl!!............driving my wire 'car'......... 'Juliet' my very romantic platonic girlfriend that had to end up being fully married and has never explored her artistic side again, for me she represents the many people of Africa and the world that because of hardship and conformity to societys norms have foregone their true calling, and in turn the world has been deprived of their art, their love, their talent... forever.

Well, well well! enough musing for the day now that my blog has re-awoken my talking or is it writing talent? what else? ........(quietness).....ZZZZZZ