Operations, Work, & Life
I am dating myself here, Kirk Douglas, a Hollywood figure I admired, passed away at the age of 103. Here is an obituary in the Guardian. I really miss his old-fashioned masculinity. I adored his longevity and gracefulness in gentle aging. Anyway, the heartless metronome of time beats on, and as a sign of aging, the number of heroes I had is dwindling fast.
Here are 6 of my favorite Kirk Douglas movies…
Leave a CommentNever meet your heroes. So goes the saying.
For they’re sure to disappoint you, some say.
The advice lives on because some men found their heroes to be made of clay. The exalted heroes they had imagined, with the glow of monochrome Clark Gable luminescence were suddenly all drab and bored. Their imagined heroes were no more. When your heroes fade in such a way, I suppose that what transpires is not just a failure of a single hero, but the collapse of an entire model of heroism.
Yet, there are heroes that perfectly demolish the myth above. Giant souls who expand the horizons of our thought: They prove that genius, humility, and compassion can all at once reside in our frail bodies.
Leave a CommentAn interesting perspective about growing up in an erstwhile British colony, is that we fail to truly absorb how illogical the spellings and pronunciations in English are. Sanskrit, and a number of Indian languages such as Malayalam and Marathi, possess a long history of codified grammar and detailed pronunciation. So, reading and pronunciation in many Indian languages is almost wysiwig. This is of course not true for English. It is hard to see know the pronunciation differences in words (say, tough, cough and dough) before hearing them.
Leave a CommentI’ll begin with a story that is one of my favorite essays, from Essays in Idleness (Tsurezuregusa) by Yoshida Kenko a world-wise Japanese monk from 1331. Kenko writes:
When I went to see the horse racing at the Kamo Shrine on the fifth day of the fifth month, the view from our carriage was blocked by a throng of common folk. We all got down and moved towards the fence for a better view, but that area was particularly crowded and we couldn’t make our way through…
Leave a CommentThings I loved in 2019 on Big screen/TV/Streaming, Podcasts and Music. The Guilty (Danish) is a beautifully acted, taut thriller. A demoted police officer assigned to call-dispatch gets an emergency call from a kidnapped woman. The call is suddenly disconnected, the search for the kidnapper begins.
Leave a CommentShould I read the book? Should I, having never surfed and having never been to Africa, Fiji or Australia? Surfing is a way of life and a “test of faith”. To be in water, is somewhat like exploring space with less-than-light-speed drives. We are simply suspending ourself in the medium, fighting ceaselessly against the wickedness of gravity.
Leave a CommentSome thoughts on why “low-brow” culture may save languages.
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