From: mgundeko@pcserver2.Naitc.Com (Murthy Gundekota)
Subject: Re: Namely Dysfunction
Organization: Somewhere near Chicago
Date: Tue, 1 Sep 92 16:08:28 GMT

In article <1992Sep1.130114.5806@menudo.uh.edu> mba2@Rosie.UH.EDU writes:
>Mr. Murthy, I'm so confused.  > >I read the above, it took me a good
while.  And you know in the time that >it took to read it, I still
couldn't figure out why you took 4 pages to say >very little.

Really, it took me longer than 4 pages to get to your typein. So let
us not fight about ergonomically designed articles.

>You talked about Dysfunctional parents.  You rambled.  I don't >know
if I am going to be able to carry on conversations with you if it
takes >you four pages to make a point.

You want a serious answer? Then it will be Rhett Butler's famous line.
If you would like a nice answer, the lack of ability to carry out a
conversation is not a dysfunction. Some people just don't have much to
say other than saying: ``I don't have anything to say.'' It may not be
ramble, but it isn't a didley squat insightful either. Hopefully, we
are supposed to figure out from your University header that you are
smart enough to carry out a conversation, but in this case you don't
want to.

>But anyways, I'm curious where were you raised.  Namely the U.S.,
overseas, or

Geez...isn't it clear by now? People know the addresses of my genes.
Some people even sent me by mail the cousins of my chromosomes left
behind in various parts of the earth, including Antarctic, so that
should take care of over-seas and over-snow-caps.

>believe the problem lies in, correct me if i am wrong, the fact that
the >indian languages (i.e. Hindi, etc...) have 36 vowels and
consonants and the >anglo languages (i.e. English, Spanish, etc..)
have only 26.

You are wrong about Indian languages in general.

>Do you have trouble pronouncing an oriental name.  I believe the
sounds >produced in that language cannot be mimicked easily in our
native tounge.

Who is ``our''? Oriental names are not any more difficult to pronounce
than Polish, German and Russian names. Try pronouncing Rostenkowski or
Knopffler without drooling on the English keyboard. Apparently, you
are in a cultural trip that is euro-centric, and dear gal or guy, wake
up and smell the salts, this world is not Reaganomy, and it is much
larger

>Do not condem parents for choosing names, that are not quote
>"native".  We >may both agree that we would prefer to name our
>children with Indian names, >but we do can not aggree that all people
>should do so.

Why not? What is so sanctimonious about parents that you will defend
them more than I will, if you can think in your dis-confused mind that
I must have had parents too, and probably still have them? Most Indian
parents I know are dysfunctional. Most Indians I know are
dysfunctional.  Does that make you angry? Then, instead of frying my
pants with your passionate flames, take a long trip to India and find
out from where this dysfunction came from. The states, languages,
castes in India are as parochial as Baptistes, Amish, Jehovah
Witnesses. Perhaps, not all of them are parochial. And certainly not
all of them are parochial equally. I have also meant to say a lot of
Indians, of all generations, I see here as dysfunctional. Beyond
names, there are multiple facets of American life which these people
don't share other than bargain hunting and working for living. It is a
dysfunction.  Recently, in a park I saw this large family, identified
easily as from Punjab, that chose to sat on the grass for hours. While
the park is bursting with life all over...of course, the life is all
non-Indian. The least energetic of them all, the seniors, were
walking, quite briskly if I might add. Perhaps that Indian family, in
its language dysfunction, thought park means a place where you can
``park'' yourself.

You see Indians in malls, crawling...their dress actually. I saw women
with Saris and men with Kurtas that mop the mall floors. Sure it is
their attire, but it is dysfunctional in America. Not to say, it has
no function at all.

Another form of dysfunction I see is in Indian men and women of all
generations is in the bars. They think a bar is a pub. A pub is a
place you go to drink alcohol. A bar is a place you go to do things
including drinking alcohol. A bar is a place you go to meet people,
preferably of opposite sex. It is a place where you take chances with
strangers. You don't run away because the stranger happens to be your
own kind. So much power to you! I overheard, once a conversation
between a huge man who ``stole'' a woman who just came to sit next to
me, and trying to make a conversation with me with the following
simple words: ``Hi, I am from Africa. Do you want to talk to me?''
There she went, 5' 10'' of cupidity and lust packed into nice round
bosoms and tiny behind, with sweet voice and definitely lonely for the
night. I was left there to ogle that Indian woman (of American
upbringing), whom I had accosted earlier but was rubbed on the floor
like a fly by her disdainful looks alone. It didn't matter to her
whether I was an Indian. But it did matter to me. That place was a
safari and species were struggling. In spite of all these, believe me,
I am not a brute to rub myself. What with all the sexual harrassment
talk and the stalking laws. Either I am growing up in the wrong times
or the society as a whole is becoming dysfunctional by the stupid
laws, irrational fears about AIDS, racial scares, and in general loss
of purpose and identity.  

I think Indians, of all races in America, are the ones who could not
only cut the cake but wouldn't know how to bake one. It is not
Columbus or Magillan's fault that they couldn't discover Indians
easily. Indians are so disinterested in everything that they wouldn't
know what hit them, after the storm has passed cleaning up the debris
created by the tornado which originated because there was this major
volcanic eruption in the vicinity caused by the platectonic collision
right under their feet.

Am I an Indian? Yes. Am I proud to be one? Yes. Do I love to
criticize Indians? Yes. But why? Because, that's the only culture I
know best. If you wanna talk about Americans, devoid of Indians, we
gotta be on a date walking on the wild side in grand canyon, as in
that movie Thelma and Louise. :-)


Murthy



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