Tuesday, April 28, 2009

We met...

(jab)...no, it was Jab we met. Either way you look at it. They met, they were chasing different things in that same moment of time. But meeting was just a customary assurance. One had realized faster than the other. Until they both realize the same thing, at the same time, they were on some circuitous path. But in this timeless land, time was just a matter of time for them. Isn't it? And if everything had to happen on time then chance would not get to have its fun.

Such was the theme of movie Jab we met. I was pleasantly surprised by this movie, by its simplicity and Kareena's acting. It was a treat! She, sometimes really does such a remarkable job. I felt the same about her talent as an actress in the movie, Omkara.

I like this song from We met jab, not really, it's Jab we met. Beautiful lyrics, sung by Ustad Rashid Khan rendered with his soothing voice.

Aaoge Jab Tum.mp3



I like this song too from the movie, Tum se hi, sung by Mohit Chauhan of Silk Route fame. That reminds me of another really really wonderful song called humsafar by them. Shoot! Now, I am fully distracted!..:)

Thursday, April 23, 2009

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I am a little short on time hence a filler (like) post on various quotes that I stumbled on, in past few days. I find them quite powerful or interesting, so sharing it here.

These, I stumbled on while reading through the history of feminist movement:

This is no simple reform. It really is a revolution. Sex and race because they are easy and visible differences have been the primary ways of organizing human beings into superior and inferior groups and into the cheap labour in which this system still depends. We are talking about a society in which there will be no roles other than those chosen or those earned. We are really talking about humanism. ~ Gloria Steinem

We know that we can do what men can do, but we still don't know that men can do what women can do. That's absolutely crucial. We can't go on doing two jobs. ~ Gloria Steinem
( I like this one for her passive humorous tone)

But the problem is that when I go around and speak on campuses, I still don't get young men standing up and saying, 'How can I combine career and family? ~ Gloria Steinem

Isn't that the problem? That women have been swindled for centuries into substituting adornment for love, fashion (as it were) for passion? ~Erica Jong

Many beautiful women have been made happy by their own beauty, but no intelligent woman has ever been made happy by her own intelligence. ~Mignon McLaughlin

If all men are born free, how is it that all women are born slaves? ~Mary Astell

Some of us are becoming the men we wanted to marry. ~Gloria Steinem

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And these are plain wise words from a man I truly admire, Barack Obama:

Focusing your life solely on making a buck shows a poverty of ambition. It asks too little of yourself. And it will leave you unfulfilled.

It's only when you hitch your wagon to something larger than yourself that you will realize your true potential.

If we aren't willing to pay a price for our values, then we should ask ourselves whether we truly believe in them at all.

We need to steer clear of this poverty of ambition, where people want to drive fancy cars and wear nice clothes and live in nice apartments but don't want to work hard to accomplish these things. Everyone should try to realize their full potential.

I have seen, the desperation and disorder of the powerless.

Today we are engaged in a deadly global struggle for those who would intimidate, torture, and murder people for exercising the most basic freedoms. If we are to win this struggle and spread those freedoms, we must keep our own moral compass pointed in a true direction.
~ Barack Obama

Tuesday, April 07, 2009

A trial...

...which the world is watching! Trial of a doctor but who happened to be a human rights activist too! Trial that is going on, now for 22 long months. Trial which is not seeing any ray of hope. A trial that does not qualify this doctor to get bail because he is such a serious threat to the nation because he worked for the tribal communities which should never really qualify for basic rights, resources, or health care. Trial in a nation which reserves bails & justice for only stars like Sanjay Dutt and the likes. Trial which likes to ignore the worldwide recognition or the plea from Nobel laureates. A trial that has risen above all this to protect the nation from a threat of its kind from this doctor! Rightfully so!

A trial of its kind which does not want to know that his health is deteriorating!
Sen’s condition is deteriorating. His heart is not doing too well. He is hypertensive and suffering from an untreated prostrate ailment, needing medical care. He has asked the court several times to permit him private care at his own expense. The court will not grant it. Sen said to the judge, “Sir, my condition is deteriorating. I could suffer a heart attack any moment.” The judge was not moved. On the other hand, the police are making every attempt to make things difficult by restricting Sen’s visiting rights. Save family, no one is allowed to meet him. There is no procedure in the jail manual or Prisons Act which allows this. But it is still being done. The might of the state prevails.
Hope the trial wakes up before it's too late to avoid the load of mockery of failed judicial system of a nation which harps for its democracy. Till then people will raise their voice in every possible way!

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Crazy love or crazy denial...

...of a woman? I think, women are so eager to believe and feel that they are in this perfect heavenly love that they take a long time to accept that they are actually in a physically or emotionally abusive relationship. Leslie Morgan Steiner talks about her true story. "He worshipped me and denigrated me at the same time," she explains.

Full story here. Do listen to her here.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

She is...

(Pre script: It’s no secret or a surprise anymore that I am a feminist, so here we go…)

Post contd…

...a tramp, bimbette, bimbo, harlot, strumpet, slut, play girl, call girl, hooker, moll, streetwalker, bar girl, stripper, tart, camp follower, bawd, scarlet woman, courtesan, strumpet. She is called by all these names because a woman whose birth goal was only to satiate swinging levels of desires of men from time to time. Some eye-candy “pleasures”, some physical “pleasures” and pleasures all the way. Hell, has she been objectified for libido blame transfer?! (Do we have such an elaborate adjectives listing for men?)

So who is a tramp or a slut or a tart or pick any adornment from above list that is given by not-so-fair sex? Any woman who has big breasts or just breasts? Any woman who has perfect hour-glass body or just nice cleavage or nice shaped legs to pierce your gaze into? What is it, really? No seriously, I ask? List is endless and the guy would want to do her desperately with mighty desperation but such a slut does not qualify for respect or marriage or respectful relationship. If she does not consent to play any role of choice then just fuck the shit out of her and rape her, right??

OK…what triggered my blood to boil and anger to seethe so much so that I had to make my point and not so subtly this time? I heard a conversation of TV/movie junkies and one said, “Bay Watch, Ooooooh yeah!!! Pamela Anderson is a kind of girl I would want to do…you know…but she is not the kind of girl whom you take to your mom.” I sat there, heard, as my fist tightened, eyes widened and I breathed heavily through my nose in anger. I gulped my frustration over this since I have decided not to be aggressive on every instance!

So what is it with this hypocrisy? Because no one sees it or no one says it or it’s just not even worth mentioning for this second rate citizenry of humanity? Was she born only for first rate citizens to fit into any role that he may wish for? Sometimes a slut, a stripper and on different scenarios, a good girl who can be a wife, a mother or mother of his kids? All various existences desired should be mutually exclusive and shall not be combined under any circumstances. Her roles are pre-defined and her destiny is the deciding factor which bucket she will fall in to. Mind you, she does not have a choice of her own but merely an option to choose from.

I have not understood the stigma that women have to carry in providing sex- services either by consent or force, when the stigmatization essentially should be borne by men which is driven by their desires, right? Think about it, tomorrow, guys who go to women for sex are called prostitutes, or those who go to see flesh for friendly banter are called strippers, or guys who ogle at hot chicks are called tramps.

Sigh!!

Sunday, March 01, 2009

Rahman...

...wins Oscar for Slumdog Millionaire which wasn't his best work but he truly deserves all the recognition. This and much much more with the talent he has swept Indian music for over a decade now. Such brilliance! classy to say the least...

Have been trying to like Dilli 6 music. Again not his best...but I loved this one....wow!!

07 - Genda Phool -...

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Sensation to get poverty noticed...

So Hollywood fame has become the stepping stone for reality to hit home? Slumdog Millionaire and all the hype around it, gets me wondering if sensation is essential to accept grim realities? Lot of things depicted in the movie are exactly how things are in Mumbai slums. But I had trouble accepting that children who go through such atrocities of maiming, child labor, dismal proverty or prostitution ever end up being so hopeful and cheerful in life and almost none had a broken spirit. Overall the movie was nice but at the end, I cringed about misrepresentation through sensationalization of poverty and the related misfortune that comes along with it. Watch The Reader and you would come back awestruck and shaken about everything in it. Absolutely stunning movie!

Anyway, read this:
Azharuddin Mohammed Ismail, 10, and Rubina Ali Qureshi, nine, who play the lead characters in their younger years, currently live in shacks in the Garib Nagar slum in Bandra East, Mumbai. But Amarjit Singh Manhas, the chairman of the Maharashtra housing authority, told the Times of India: "We felt that since the children have made the nation proud, they must be given free houses."
Is that really a matter of nation's pride? Because I'm not sure, if I feel that way. So all those kids who couldn't get lucky enough to feature in Slumdog Millionaire can take rest because we need Hollywood's sensation to accept and do something about gross realities of India. Don't you think , right intention to do something is as important as the right action?

Monday, February 16, 2009

Cultural corruption?

Firstly, my logical brain, seriously does not understand the urgent need to have a day to express your love when you can do it all year long. Can you imagine, if you have to hold your romance for 364 days to express on 365th day. If any normal human being has to contain so much love & affection that we have around for only one day, I, for sure will implode if not allowed to explode. Jokes apart...

So, the self-appointed moral police threatened (and then got arrested) everyone who wished to celebrate v-day. They call this celebration un-Indian, uncouth, uncivilized. Agreed! I so agree...

So, what is being culturally civilized Indian entail? This, this or this?

I want to know the answer because I do want to continue to be an Indian.

I ask, where is the moral police where all this is happening.?!?! I think they are smart enough to know, where the popularity gain is! They too are media hungry and Indian media surely fulfills that greed.

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Were you abused?

At the risk of being labeled a crusader of feminism, I will explain why it is important to express, if you experienced, faced, witnessed or were a silent observer of any form of abuse to womankind. Abuse is not just physical or claims more damage but even seemingly passive abuse (I will explain this later in the post) is equally harmful. I am willing to share real life examples if need be.

Several months back, I was asked to share a personal story about my experience of any kind of abuse that I faced, as a girl. The email was sent to a close group of women (volunteers) under a cover of complete trust. Email sat quietly for 2 days begging for a response. But then, there was one response, and then the second one and by third one it dawned to me that it was not something that happened to me only, which I had completely forgotten under the cloud of shame and guilt. And that was the beginning of my self-chosen suppression, as a tiny girl, as early as being a seven years old child, without even knowing what it was. Each woman in the group had a horrid & a heartbreaking story and perpetrators were sometimes strangers but a lot of times family members, uncle, cousin, brother, husband, boyfriend & fiance'. This fact is not so important but it highlights one point, that it is everywhere and can happen to anyone by anyone.

What did this exercise do to me?

It strongly reaffirmed my faith that it is important to speak up, share and form a trusted network of people and bring out these horrifying examples to awareness, beyond a complicated burden of social pressure. I realized that there are far more basic rights to acknowledge & protect, before we go on for fancier issues. We love to dwell in popular issues and causes. Big names & popularity attracts human psyche.

I personally know a girl who even after discovering that her fiance was cheating in a relationship and had several physical relationships outside their promise, ended up marrying the guy. My guess is that the monumental pressure of society to break the engagement and speak loudly about the cheating was too big a burden. Society does not provide a very stable system to deal with such adept disrespectful behavior. Instead, we facilitate such deplorable examples with silence, indifference or its "not my problem" attitude. How many people can really do this?

I will keep my promise to explain passive abuse. We all accept that rape, gang rape, sexual assault etc. can be very damaging to a woman. Affected women are devastated and damages are more or less irreversible. But so are other forms of abuses. Groping, feeling, touching, flashing, staring, and stalking etc. can also form a sense of inadequacy and shame.

The other day I was in a deep discussion with a set of my friends and it started with Mumbai attacks, went on to economy and then ended up on physical abuse. As I started giving examples, the girl in a group announced that if I ever have a daughter, I would never want to raise her in India and her voice went heavy and eyes welled up. She recounted her own childhood story and then another friend's. It clearly means that none of us can ever forget, no matter how many years pass by and where we go and we are emotionally battered for rest of our lives. The guys to my surprise, always get surprised when they hear such revelations. His angry tone suggested that he thought of it as extremely unfair and he suggested that why do women not talk about these things more openly and form a stronger support group. I said such efforts are everywhere, its a matter of proactively joining hands and to make it more successful.

Coming back to passive abuse, anything that causes pain or hurts beyond the tangible and visible wounds are also methods of abusing. Lying, cheating, hiding facts, avoiding response, comparing, mocking, blaming, being disrespectful or infidelity of any degree can be very harmful too, it leads to emotional abuse. Since, these aspects are soft and hard to pin-point openly, it makes it even more easy for the perpetrators.

Perpetrators harbor on this weakness that the victim will never openly speak-up and they use this fact to their advantage. This makes it all the more critical that more victims acknowledge and speak-up and grow this network strong and stronger. child-abuse is a good example of this.

We are so intricately and organically connected to each other and the issues that we simply cannot work with the mindset that "oh but it doesn't affect me so it's not my problem." Injustice anywhere is injustice everywhere and explicitly or implicitly it will make itself clear. So our isolated "just" presence can be temporarily soothing and can make us short-sighted & prevent us from looking at things more holistically, beyond the "I" zone.

With all that said, I hope none of us will suppress the wrong under the garb of guilt and shame in future. Don't go silent and accept it as your destiny because you were born as a girl.

I will sign off with something Ms.Roy said:

To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget. ~Arundhati Roy

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Rozaana......

Rozaana..I like..do not particularly dig the start of the song (may be it's got to do with B's voice..was never a fan of neither his acting nor his voice and never really could understand the hype about him. No, seriously!)..but as it picks the pace...love the lyrics...it forms a great song for my runnin'...[which I have been royally ignoring...(sheepish grin)...] collection!
Rozaana - Nishabd ...

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Big guys...

Gandhi, Tagore, Ambedkar argued..

"that it is our capacity to be moral that allows us to constitute ourselves as a people and nation.The purpose of democracy is to widen the scope of virtue in the public realm. A modern corporate, however ethical, is not a civilisation whose objective is to allow each person to elevate moral life."

But what the heck did they know....Narendra Modi is on the roll (& [in]sane peeps keep nagging him) and that is why we love him..and can never get enough of him.

Because after all, we don't like barbaric killing to soothe our conscience and it's too much on your face kind, you know but soft killing and sleek corporate cleaning of tribal and farmers is acceptable, since they constitute waste anyway and form stigmatic presence to our modernity. Yes, I love to be modern!

P.S.: Something terribly wrong with my blog formatting setting. Help is welcome or else hold your peace till I figure it out!

Friday, January 23, 2009

AIDS Sutra: Dark side of the night

Array of emotions race through piecing together vignettes of untold stories of nights filled with wretched desire, power, ostracized and suppressed emotions and a glimpse of fractures of alienated society. Some familiar, some eye-opening but mostly unacknowledged stealthy existence as we hear about AIDS epidemic, moving as swiftly as the speed we are diluting our value-system. Each voice in stories carries a resigned acceptance through broken spirit and sends a reminder of societal follies and failures we have chosen with arrogance of ignorance. AIDS Sutra, Untold Stories from India carries deadweight of all this and much more from isolated world of “India Shining” development.

Human dominance over nature, technological breakthroughs and other human beings has been a running theme over generations. Slavery is a direct consequence of it and so is thriving prostitution and coerced sex industry. With time, hierarchical power structure has exchanged role with monetary power. Hence Devdasis have been renamed as sex workers/prostitutes or something fancier I am not even aware of. I see AIDS epidemic as merely a consequence of something deep rooted in a pretentious model of precarious civilized society. Spread of HIV is directly linked to one of most persistent propensities (but widely undermined and lacking explicit acceptance) of repressed egos of human beings-sex.

Snippet from introduction of the book, “There were about a dozen women there, wearing their best saris, gold necklaces, flowers in their hair and bindis on their foreheads.” “This group of women had all been ostracized by their families and neighbors. One woman had hoped to keep her work a secret from her husband and children. But when word got out, her daughter was disowned by her friends. The girl was so distraught that she committed suicide.”

As I see from “society” perspective on flesh business, we cannot live without your existence but we cannot accept your presence of services you provide. Such is the dogmatic hypocrisy we have become comfortably numb with. Calling it shamelessness would be too harsh because after all, women are born to titillate the libido senses with good looks before they surrender their body.

Amartya Sen points out in his foreword of this anthology, “ since epistemology is so central to a well founded ethics- to informed reflections on the social and political commitments that the calamity inescapably demands. If we move from depiction to perception and from reflection to compassion and resolution, all this happens, as in good literature, without self-conscious effort. This is a huge achievement.”

Kamathipura (Mumbai), Sonagachhi (Kolkata), Peddapuram (Andhra Pradesh) are all different hues of the same pale shade of diseased poverty. And contemporary authors like Kiran Desai, Salman Rushdie, Sonia Faleiro, Siddharth Deb and many more have traveled, heard, experienced the dejected side of dark & small rooms and prettied/decorated faces to bring out pulsating and deeply moving stories.

Few snippets from the stories:

We are famous because we are the descendants of courtesans and royalty, so we have that poise, those fine looks,’ the Kalavanthalu women say. No special tricks? No Tricks. We are known for our good manners. We treat a man like a king. We’;; cook non veg, we’ll give oil massages and baths. We turn on the fan. The men bring the whiskey, the McDougal’s-but everything else we provide, and when they leave we beg, Don’t go, please don’t, oh, don’t go, oh..’ we do all of that play acting. We spoil them.

Night Claims the Godavari- Kiran Desai


It’s worth emphasizing the way prostitute was regarded at the time, and indeed in ancient India. If a woman was beautiful and talented; if she could sing, dance or converse intelligently, why should she waste her skills on one man alone? Why shouldn’t a number of men enjoy her company? That is why a prostitute was called barnari or barangana- meaning public woman.

Return to Sonagachhi- Sunil Gangopadhyay


Of course, there are times when there is pleasure,’ said Rani Bai. Who does not like to make love? A handsome young man, one is gentle..’ She paused for a moment, looking out over the lake, smiling to herself. Then her face clouded over: ‘But mostly it is horrible. The farmers here, they are not like the boys of Bombay.’ And eight of them every day,’ said her friend Kaveri. ‘Sometimes ten. Unknown people. What kind of life is that?’ ‘We have a song,’ said Rani. ‘Everyone sleeps with us, but no one marries us. Many embrace us, but no one protects.’

The Daughters of Yellamma- William Dalrymple


Friday, January 16, 2009

Allow me to shake your faith...

She says and she does if you happen to read Greater common good. Fight for justice, Narmada Bachao Andolan, which has made to become symbolically a solemn farce for decades in name of developmental jargon promises to millions who get affected. I will leave the rest but couple of things as Roy puts it, are worth reiterating ...

Misinformed Emotionalism is about our presumptuous paradigm for development that it's based on inherent morality. It would work perfectly, if only we were better human beings. If only we all wore khadi & suppressed our base urges- sex, shopping, dodging, spinning lessons & being unkind to the less fortunate.

Assumption of inherent morality is a very risky path, I realized it. I do not deny that few don't have it. But large numbers are driven otherwise.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Revolutionary Road ahead

She surprised love. All grand serene romance, she held closely....tucked in those warm moments...some spilled out of her hands...some contained tight. Sure she was...confident not.

Snow didn't seem so white...melancholy was pristine. She shrugged off those romantic gestures a few times or so she thought.

She dived deeper in those brown eyes looking for the man she had once, ecstatically fallen for. Surprise! Conviction was missing this time, convincing could do little. She did not know, time role-played in emotional erosion, covering with those layers of not so sanctimonious gestures.

She penetrated truth, raced ahead, ran away or did she? She is at the finish line, all by herself, though. She is afraid to turn her head...his warm, amber, sparkling, sand-grains filled smile she wants to hide from.
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Saw this movie, y'day...
Echoing similar sentiments was Revolutionary Road...a couple once fell deeply in love in a quick glance. He (Frank) settled for less, is weaker, but winds up disappointing his wife, April, who is ambitious, emotionally trapped and struggling with a man whom she wants him to be but he is not. Sensational and dramatic turmoil of human emotions for wanting to love or be loved in their own way, where, neither are sure. Not sure, Whether they are running away from the perfection of suburbia life they have or from each other. Poignant desperation leads to void attempts of exploring..explore, they do. They were not made for each other, she could not salute the fact her man is not the best self and cannot be his best self, ever.

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Raj Thackeray...

Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!! If you are left with any shame and tiny bit of "Marathi madoos" blood..dont ever come out of your hiding. We have heard enough of your crappy nonsensical bull, so I think now you can take a break and may be go for some meditation or rehab center (which I think you really need) and let the real brave "Indians" take charge of nation just the way they remarkably did in controlling the terror attacks and rescuing all those valuable lives in which many were from Maharashtra too. For them they were just Indians or human beings. Get it?

Raj Thackeray, while you are at it, I mean shutting your trap process, do some good to humanity & ask Narendra Modi to shut up too, who thinks offering 1 crore rupees to brave soldiers will wash his sins.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

My Mumbai mourns..

yet again, as I write this! All those spots Nariman house, Oberoi's, Taj, VT station, Metro theater and Leopold's cafe where I hung out in college days. All these places and many more and my city bleeds again, screaming for justice and humanity. Mumbaikers are forced given this shock therapy that their lives are under constant menacing terror. The terror strikes are not confined to any one area, it's not just South Mumbai but has gone as far as, far suburbs of Borivali giving sense of depth & breadth of strikes.

I am sick of hearing that spirit of Mumbai will rise again within days. No, it will not! I know that Mumbai is a very lively city but it's not resilient to all that it goes through. We have to stop this farce! People of the city do not have a choice but to get up and gulp this bitter concoction (of dirty politics & religious divide) and get moving. Its not the spirit but the irony.

I was in Mumbai in 1993 and was close to one of the bomb blast locations. We were told to head back home and only after reaching home I realized the magnitude of what I had escaped. Sure, none of my family members were affected. Is that what we have to look for every time? Narrow escapes & safety for your own family and relatives? There were very valuable lives wiped out. What ensued after the blasts were horrific riots and days living in confinement of our home for many days.

And here we are, again! We are not able to recover from one and we are already into another mayhem. Every other year there is something to escape from. Haven't we maxed out with tolerance to get our voices together for peace? We cannot afford these losses anymore, can we?

Is this the event that is going to bring the political divide to unite & fight together as one nation ?

Amidst all the depressing news, Shashi Tharoor speaks bravely to sum up the sentiments of Indians.

Sunday, November 09, 2008

Thursday, November 06, 2008

Inequality will always lead to imbalance

If we look at any kind of national, international or local inequality in distribution of any aspect, it will always lead to imbalance. It sort of relates to the law of nature as well. This imbalance will always lead to disturbance and depending on the magnitude things will fall apart, eventually, if not sooner than later. Be it America claiming its supremacy over the world or Raj Thackarey claiming his ownership over Maharashtra hence Mumbai, racism, suppression of genders, wealth & slavery. The list is long! If there is uneven distribution of resources, wealth or well being, it is bound to collapse the system. This talk by P.Sainath resurfaced again and he is so right about the disparity which is flourishing.



His point of how the generic notion of charity is perceived is remarkable. He says, charity, generally is a thing perceived as a favor towards underprivileged and its not identified something fundamentally wrong in the system which led to this inequality. Till people accept that I am hoarding more than I need, it will never lead to harmony. And unless we share things as a "right" to everyone rather than rich or strong providing it as a favor to less mighty, we can keep fighting!

Friday, October 31, 2008

Money & the crisis of civilization

Read this intriguing article on Charityfocus. Striking, how we are now constantly growing around the concept of money so much so that everything we do or think of doing should somehow translate to generation of money. We have now done this long enough that our thinking is shunned and its dire consequences are showing in the form of global crisis we are in. We have commercialized our happiness, education, food and anything you name it. Now we are running out of ideas for things we can monetize. We have accepted that as a form of bestowed culture, as a way of life. So, beware, if you do not hold monetary value in your existence, you probably have no value in the current system!

Think for this for a minute (snippets from the article),

"Essentially, for the economy to continue growing and for the (interest-based) money system to remain viable, more and more of nature and human relationship must be monetized. For example, thirty years ago most meals were prepared at home; today some two-thirds are prepared outside, in restaurants or supermarket delis. A once unpaid function, cooking, has become a "service". And we are the richer for it. Right?"

Or

"Today we sell away the last vestiges of our divine bequeathment: our health, the biosphere and genome, even our own minds. This is the process that is culminating in our age. It is almost complete, especially in America and the "developed" world. In the developing world there still remain people who live substantially in gift cultures, where natural and social wealth is not yet the subject of property. Globalization is the process of stripping away these assets, to feed the money machine's insatiable, existential need to grow. Yet this stripmining of other lands is running up against its limits too, both because there is almost nothing left to take, and because of growing pockets of effective resistance.
"

There is a risk that developing countries are facing now, if they don't board this fast train of "development" they are being labeled and libeled as third world countries.