This dump is about language. How is it that it is? By region and continent. By history and circumstance. Take the deal with Title. Not those that are bestowed but the ubiquitous first field on a lengthy form you might fill out. More so in British influenced lands. Territories and Colonies. Title. Mr. Mrs. Ms et al. But I am referring to the spoken kind. As referenced in the title of this blog. Sir. And its gender equivalent. Ma'am short for Madam. I remember penning letters to potential employers and addressing them to their respective HR departments with the words - Dear Sir /Madam. As I moved to America many moons ago I realized that here they have dispensed with this nonsense. Part cultural where all men are created equal (so what is with this titling?) and part the (il)logic of wearing your shoes in bed. We do not wait for minor details. Mind you this is my interpretation. We think addressing a rando...
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!