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I had the same reaction after my decade was over.
She is Drunk with Rape Culture.
Lady Gaga, take notes.
This immediately made me think of the fantasy novel "The Tombs of Atuan" by Ursula K. Le Guin, which featured a small girl similarly chosen to live apart as the living embodiment of a goddess.
Sounds like Jennifer Lawrence in 5 years.
Preeti Shakya. Fab name for a pop star.She's already got the makeup down. Luv, luv, luv the third eye.
I think Buddhists do this too, snatching young boys early and putting them up in monasteries. In the past, parents with three sons would send the middle one to the monastery, while parents with two sons sent the youngest. Other boys joined if they wanted to. Now people do not care for such customs, a senior monk said.
I think we've already discussed the adjustment that faces THE ONE in 2017.
@pm317,I think Buddhists do this too, snatching young boys early and putting them up in monasteries.Roman Catholicism, Eastern Orthodoxy, and, to a lesser extent Anglicanism, did this also until relatively recently. It was called oblation.
"Luv, luv, luv the third eye."That is called a bindi.tits.
"But some human rights groups have called for the abolition of the centuries-old Kumari tradition due to the psychological impact on the chosen girls, the paper says."What about the psychological impact on the girl, her family and millions of her followers when the human rights groups attack their religion?
Illuminati - who says that people have a 100% right to exercise a religion? Some religions should not be tolerated at all if they come in conflict with basic human rights.
Perhaps, Alex. But who decides what the basic human rights are? Who decides whether they have been violated? And who enforces the decision if others disagree?Got any ideas?
Why Barack Obama gets to decide of course.
Wow... Somebody claimed Inga?finally.
When I was a Living Goddess I Could Eat Anything I Wanted, So I Ate Cake and Ice Cream. I Ate Cake and Ice Cream for Breakfast, I Ate Cake and Ice Cream for Lunch, I Ate Cake and Ice Cream for Dinner and I Ate Cake and Ice Cream for Dessert. After Days and days and Months and Months I Decided I Was Tired of Cake, So I Ate Pie and Ice Cream. I Ate Pie and Ice Cream for Breakfast, I Ate Pie and Ice Cream for Lunch, I Ate Pie and Ice Cream for Dinner and I Ate Pie and Ice Cream for Dessert. After Days and Days and Months and Months I Decided I Was Tired of Pie So I Just Ate Ice Cream. I Ate Ice Cream From Bigger and Bigger Bowls, Each One Fancier Than the Last. Bowls Made of Gold, Bowls Encrusted in Diamonds, Golden Bowls Encrusted with Diamonds with Pictures of Turtles Engraved at the Bottom. I Never Got Tired of Ice Cream But Then They Told Me I Couldn't Be a Living Goddess Any More.I Am Returned to My Small Village Where I Eat Gruel and Grubs for Breakfast, Gruel and Grubs for Lunch, Gruel and Grubs for Dinner and No Dessert. I Miss Ice Cream.
Alex said:" Some religions should not be tolerated at all if they come in conflict with basic human rights."Good point. Those religions include conservative Protestants and Catholics who obey God rather than men. Hindus and Buddhists are tolerated so long as they obey their secular masters and do not assert any morality which differs from leftist/Marxist ideology. Islam on the other hand is a very good religion which is very supportive of leftist ideology and needs to be promoted at all times. Any human rights violations in Islam are by misunderstanders of Islam (unfortunately there are hundreds of millions of misunderstanders of Islam).
When I was a Living Goddess People from All Around the World Would Write Me Letters Telling Me How Special I Am. Now That I am No Longer a Living Goddess I Get Very Few Letters. I Would Write Back to Them But My Village Doesn't Have a Pen.
When I was a Living Goddess I Was Bathed Twice a Day with Soaps From France and the Finest Minerals and Oils. My Perfumed Towels Were Used But Once Then Reverently Put Away in a Shrine. In My Village We Collect Rain Water in Wooden Barrels and Clay Pots. It Has Not Rained in Over a Year. We are Very Dirty and Thirsty.
RFRA overrides subsequent laws because the text of the RFRA says it overrides all laws that do not explicitly exempt themselves:a) In generalThis chapter applies to all Federal law, and the implementation of that law, whether statutory or otherwise, and whether adopted before or after November 16, 1993.(b) Rule of constructionFederal statutory law adopted after November 16, 1993, is subject to this chapter unless such law explicitly excludes such application by reference to this chapter.
When I was a Living Goddess Emissaries From Around the World Would Pay Me Visits, Bringing Gifts of the Best the World Has to Offer. This Week I Am Being Sold into Marriage for Two Goats and a Ball of Colorful String to the Village Dung Collector.
When I was a Living Goddess I Slept on the Finest Feather Beds in the Finest Silk Sheets and Softest Down Pillows. The Bed of the Village Dung Collector is a Slab of Dried Dung Covered By a Goat Skin. My Skin Has Broken Out in Rashes, and the Itching is Unbearable. The Village Doctor has Told Me to Wash My Skin with Flat Rocks.
As Wife of the Village Dung Collector My Job is to Sort Through the Dung for Things of Value. The Job is Very Hard During Malaria Season.
In the Evenings the Village Dung Collector Tells Me of His Day's Work. Same Dung, Different Day, Mostly.
I was at that temple a few years ago. We were told the goddess was unavailable for viewing at that time. That was a relief. I wouldn't have known what to do if she had been there. You see some very, very strange things in Nepal.
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