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    Howdy. This is Bob. The Bob of Bob Blog. This blog contains about five minutes of my thoughts each day. A record. A history. And occasionally worth reading.

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    Monday, March 26, 2007  
    Movie: Water
    The India in this film is not something you will ever manage to see if you went to visit. The colors, the sounds, ... it is missing the smells. At best, you can only catch a glimpse of this India if you are a tourist.

    It made me think about both of my trips there. And it made me think about Blair, who may just have been there long enough to have found her way inside the culture. I remember being blessed at a temple (5 times or so) but having no money to pay and no language to explain -- and the first time my shirt was ever lifted to see if I had a money belt. Nope, I'd already given away all my cash to the temple guide that took me around back and suggested I donate everything I could. And I remember the driver telling me not to take off my shoes and everyone else telling me I must. And Amit being dismissed as non-native and thus getting the tourist price because he was from the north and we were in the south. And so many more images and smells and sounds all etched into my mind.

    This film is about whether God is Truth or if religious is just there to disguise money. Widows in India were (and are) forced into poverty. Send me some Holy Water. Let's kill some sacred cows. The results are horrifying and hard to fathom. I must have done something good in my past life to get so lucky as to come back as a man.

    Part of a trilogy... Fire and Earth are next. And perhaps choose English in the language settings so you don't have to read subtitles. And perhaps you should leave the DVD at home if you travel to India where it is apparently banned.

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