Tesla_WTC_Solution
12th September 2013, 08:22
In a tragically detailed article, CNN covers the terrifying truth about what's wrong in India. CNN cites that in some regions of India, female children are so unwanted that up to one out of five (200/1000) respectively female pregnancies is artificially terminated.
This results directly in brutal bride kidnappings, abusive forced marriages, and a skyrocketing rape/gang rape rate difficult to understand without use of the above statistics.
People wondered what was going on in India, how a mostly peaceful and honorable people could so quickly degrade into a rapacious mob. And now we know. The sex ratio has been artificially skewed by the practice of abortion.
The irony is that abortion is marketed under the guise of women's rights. Yet women are victimized by the direct result of the choices being available in the first place, because the lack of female children being born and raised in India has correlated directly with the rising incidence of brutal rape.
I understand that this is a difficult topic. But you might recall that in God Emperor of Dune the writer Frank Herbert wisely said, it is the army of non-breeding males that without a target for its violence turns against its own supporting base, and the nature of the all male army is essentially rapist. How much more so the non-breeding males for whom there is no choice.
Yet I despair because India is supposed to be the seat of eastern wisdom. What has happened to this noble code? What has happened to holiness and grace for the less fortunate and less powerful?
Take the honor from the man and only the animal remains behind.
Take the children from the womb and only death and misery will come upon the living.
"In the lack of people is the destruction of the Prince" ~ King Solomon
http://www.cnn.com/2013/09/11/opinion/india-missing-females/index.html?hpt=hp_t4
(CNN) -- The New Delhi rape case left the whole world wondering why India is treating its women so badly. In fact, discrimination against women already starts in the womb: India has some of the most distorted sex-ratios in the world. There are regions where fewer than 800 girls are born for every 1,000 boys. For many reasons Indian culture prefers sons. An expensive bride-price, or dowry, is only one of them.
[[Carl Gierstorfer is a journalist and filmmaker, focusing on violence against women in India.]]
So day-by-day, thousands of parents circumvent rarely enforced laws and have their baby daughters aborted after an ultrasound scan has revealed the sex of the fetus. It is estimated that India has been losing up to 12 million baby girls over the last three decades.
I am not surprised that in the wake of such information certain CEOs of certain organizations are stepping down.
http://blogs.seattletimes.com/today/2013/09/gates-foundation-ceo-stepping-down/
http://www.plannedparenthood.org/about-us/international-program/india-country-program-19007.htm
Spousal violence is common, with more than 35 percent of women experiencing it at some point in their lives. And there are significantly less women than men due to female infanticide, neglect of female children, and sex-selective abortion...
Our India program is also working to improve access to safe abortion services. Although abortion is legal in India, many poor women cannot afford safe abortion services. As a result, more than 20,000 women die each year from unsafe abortions.
PPFA is trying to change that by implementing safe abortion techniques that are cost-effective and appropriate for low-income settings, including those that do not require a reliable supply of electricity or expensive equipment. PPFA's partners are helping to establish pregnancy testing and safe abortion facilities, train providers, and develop networks of providers that foster the exchange of ideas and support.
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They acknowledge the sex ratio problem and at the same time continue to offer abortions in India. if I ran PP I would not let them do it unless medically necessary until the sex ratio is restored.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_H._Gates,_Sr.
Gates also served on the board of Planned Parenthood.[3][4]
I guess if you can't find a bride you can always enter IT and work for Microsoft... :(
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Microsoft_India_PL
deridan
12th September 2013, 13:13
changing peoples attitudes are a much harder thing,
legislation's only come after the fact and try and alter an existent problem. Infact some effort should be made to go to the Brahman class, and ask for a reinterpretation of practices. Parents probably know that a male child is like a retirement plan, if you have a daughter, expect to die within 5-years of your retirement. Equality principles should come in play. Its said too, that the ideologies behind the main religion are so complex that only a part is practiced, most often just the worship part to play on the psyche need. So asking Brahman's to implement a different practice from there tome of theoretical sets is not asking too-much
northstar
12th September 2013, 14:12
I consider myself a feminist. I appreciate the many hard-won rights that early feminists fought for to make women's lives tolerable. I very much appreciate being able to vote, and being able to drive a car and being able to get paid the same amount of money a man makes for the same work.
Any rights that women enjoy today were fought for. Men did not simply wake up one day and decide that it would be a kindness to allow women to vote. Women in many countries battled long and hard for that right. I have studied the early history of the women's movement and I have nothing but respect and appreciation for the accomplishments of those activists.
However, even though I am a feminist, I do object to abortion, but from the perspective of respect for life. Once a human life is established and growing, I think we need to cherish it, love it, nurture it and give it a chance to live.
kanishk
12th September 2013, 19:16
There is a movie made on this subject,
I remember one man from US said on some blog about this movie, that he felt like vomiting after watching this movie.
You may feel that movie is exaggerating things, but things are like this.
In this movie a large part of Jharkhand state or may be two three states together gets dried off of women, no women at all.
Matrubhoomi: A Nation Without Women (2003)
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http://thepiratebay.sx/torrent/5076622/
There is other movie, called 'Antardwand' we can not say it is a opposite movie of the above movie.
There are parents who want a good son in law, or can not afford dowry, so there is groom kidnapping. My friends living in North east, Bihar and some part of Uttar Pradesh use to be very cautious when returning home. Heard many stories and seen some cases of it, having kids in very early age and came to city for education, well off course they hide that thing.
After watching this movie people feel exhausted..
http://www.youtube.com/movie/antardwand
Tesla_WTC_Solution
14th September 2013, 02:14
http://www.cnn.com/2013/09/13/world/asia/india-rape-judgment/index.html?hpt=hp_bn2
Rape sentencing feels like judgment day for all of India
By Moni Basu, CNN
updated 5:21 PM EDT, Fri September 13, 2013
New Delhi (CNN) -- Anticipation hung heavier than the sultry air outside the massive court complex Friday afternoon. Here and all across India, people awaited the decision from Courtroom No. 304.
Inside the wood-paneled room lighted by the glare of harsh white lights, the four men found guilty of gang-raping a Delhi woman would learn whether they would die for their crime. Three exchanged their t-shirts for collared shirts on this day, one of the most important of their lives.
Life or death? The people clamored for the latter.
A curious crowd gathered outside the courtroom as the clock neared 2:30 p.m., when Judge Yogesh Khanna was set to convene his court. Some traveled great distances to be present when the sentences were read.
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It was almost as though this were judgment day for all of India.
There are no cameras allowed inside the courthouse, but everyone had a cell phone. One woman stood on a bench, held her dated Samsung high in the air and pressed the video button. She wanted to capture every moment.
Mounted police as well as a water cannon truck were the most obvious signs of the combustive atmosphere. Authorities blocked off the road in front of the Saket District Court complex in hopes of preventing angry clashes. Dozens of journalists set up roadside mini studios to file what felt to many like the biggest story of the year.
Prosecutors argued that the men -- Vinay Sharma, Akshay Thakur, Pawan Gupta and Mukesh Singh -- deserved to die for an "extreme act of brutality." The woman's family members have said the same. To them and many others gathered here, nothing less could deliver justice. Nothing else could be an appropriate ending to a case that has gripped India.
People here had waited for this day for nine long months, since December 16, when the woman, a 23-year-old physiotherapy student, went to see "The Life of Pi" with a male friend.
The movie theater is in an upscale mall just a short walk from this court complex. The woman -- Indian law forbids naming rape victims -- and her friend boarded a private bus to make their way home from South Delhi to the suburbs.
The driver and at least five other men, said police, were drunk that night and looking for a joyride. They dragged the woman to the back of the bus and beat up her friend, authorities claim; then they took turns raping her, using an iron rod to violate her as the bus drove around the city for almost an hour. When they had finished, they dumped their victims on the side of the road.
The woman's internal injuries were so severe that some organs had to be removed. Two weeks later, at a hospital in Singapore, she died.
The horrific nature of the crime got to people. It was like a bomb had exploded inside the collective Indian psyche.
The nation erupted in outrage. Crowds poured into the streets of major cities and openly questioned the civility of their own society. How could the world's most populous democracy, a nation that had finally made its stand on the global stage, allow such a heinous act to take place?
http://www.cnn.com/2013/08/27/opinion/gupta-india-rape-culture/index.html?iid=article_sidebar
Victims blamed in India's rape culture
By Ruchira Gupta, Special to CNN
updated 4:28 AM EDT, Wed August 28, 2013
Agape
15th September 2013, 06:54
Indian culture is very peculiar in many of its ways , more when it comes to makings of a woman . From those many years I spent in India starting as teenager I have mostly experienced the better part of it but as a rule of thumb, more younger you are the risk of getting to trouble increases, regardless your sense of virtue .
To compare treatment of women in India to women in west varies a lot depending on what backgrounds , called 'caste' in some cases they belong to ,
those in educated , good situated and respectful families are treated say, 10 times better than average woman in the west .
It's not as much about spending on pomp and luxuries as it's often the sign of well-treatment in the 'west' , more about the sense of dignity , respect to the 'divine feminine' in you and every other woman .
Many people nowadays fear that with unavoidable westernisation of Indian culture, some of those old good values are getting lost .
India with its 1,5 billion people represents perhaps the most variety of cultural options available on Earth . It's a sub-continent where freedom and fertility rule over cataclysms and natural disasters . No matter what happens it's huge home able to accommodate your needs .
One observation that comes to my mind in this connection is the role of education vs male fertility and natural urges . When those brutal rapes happened this year in spring it felt so shocking , deeply disturbing to many of us , not only the woman folks, I was in Dharamsala and we just kept sitting around with friends , head in palms , thinking where is this world going, how possibly was this allowed .
There had been witnesses and people who could intervene , even though , no one dared to stop the crime . Even the police reaction when they approached the massacre seemed to be very lax .
The ages old stigma that is prevalent in many cultures including here in the west , treating womans complains or reports as if they are automatically less substantial , ages old convictions about women intelligence and judgement being lesser and woman can always be punished for 'she knows why' makes many to turn their heads away .
What this stigma caused in return is that many modern women struggle to become more like man , renouncing their inborn sensitivity, weakness , trying to build muscles , becoming masculine or at least as neutral as possible .
From my own personal experience ...the only time I could actually experience and enjoy being myself girl was in India, as part of Indian and later Tibetan community , even if my status was purely spiritual and I did not accept nuns robes because I don't like being 'customised' , uniformed and violated where my personality is concerned ,
those were the years where I could find my inner beauty back , when I was respected with all my sensitivity and vulnerability , power of intuition, and expression natural to my girlie side .
Here, in the 'west' , as a single child, I was always treated as something in between , could be perhaps because I was brought up by single mother and the mother lineage in her family was particularly strong and dominant feature whereas I had none of their dominating tendencies and feared their reactions . So I was always made to do tasks that boys would do and behave according to strong meter .
Being too girlie was looked upon as sign of useless weakness .
It prepared me for life , for long haul, to be more independent than most, to always care for myself, to be ashamed to ask for help .
There maybe many other reasons behind it but I never found myself a role in this scheme other than being alone .
The very miraculous thing that happened to me in India was that people could see through the 'face' I put on to the more sensitive, loving me inside and bring it out with smiles , with heart ,
they taught me to talk , literally, express myself without fear on all possible levels .
Did I also experience harassment , and even violence ? Yes , unfortunately that too has happened .
In November 2000 , if I remember it correctly, it was full moon and I walked back from temple as everyday evening to my little home called ''the bamboo hut'' ,
beautiful little house made all from bamboo sticks , with kitchen , bathroom, four little rooms and terrace , about a mile or two away from McLeod Gunj in Upper Dharamsala , situated in the middle of dense forest ,
I chose to stay there because of the peace and nature around , sometimes we had guests in those rooms , other times I was alone . The room had padlock but that's all it had .
Another brick house was situated few yards across , both houses on hill slope , side of the valley , and the only way to go home was walking these miles or two forest road .
I usually walked back in dark, and was not afraid .
Beware if this will get little graphic but not more than your everyday news :) So I went home from the temple , around 7 pm, stopped for tea and some snacks in tea shop in McLeod , little room packed with visitors . Two young man sat close to entrance, apparently smelling an alcohol but not exactly 'drunk' . They were military men from Punjab coming back home for short holidays . They seemed to be quite polite and entertaining , offered me lemon tea and though I did not plan to sit there too long I had the lemon tea to warm up, got up and off almost immediately as I felt the time is getting late . It could be 8 pm that time , time to go home ..
Climbing little iron stairs to the upper forest road I sensed one walks behind me , I thought better not to pay attention so I kept walking . After another 200 meters or so , he approached closer and started to push me to side of the road , asking some very nasty questions , the type as 'do i want to have it with him' .
I 've got upset , refusing him all my little force , till we reached nearest inhabited area , the foolish me ..I should have run to there and ask for help but didn't .
I trusted myself knowing the way and walking fast , I really was a 'fastwalker' ,
and the man was head shorter than me.
So we passed the check point , continued on the desolated forest road when he could not held himself and started to attack me .
Curiously, Buddhist monk, he was Indian monk in Tibetan robes walked the same way, up to the Tu****a centre up on the hill.
He stopped as he saw I'm assaulted but as Buddhist monk , his wows dictated him to do nothing . Call it hypocrisy or not , I am not enough to judge, he certainly at least stopped . In turn , this wicked military guy pulled out a hand gun and pointed it at the monk , so I begged him, please go.
I could not accept the responsibility for monk being shot . So the monk did as told , walked away, thinking it's my problem .
Then he started to wrestle me , in my imagination, as i was head taller, I'd get him down on ground with little effort ..but, he was very strong, trained , military, ..and had gun. A step side of us there was deep and steep slope , forested slope leading down to the village, so we threw each other down that slope and started rolling down the hill. I lost my shoes , little bag that i could fortunately pick up later with some of its contents , tore most cloth ..i thought i am fast,
but military guys are probably also trained in rolling down hills ..over stones, tree roots and trunks, whatever it was , the time felt like eternity and he was always step behind me .
Till we got down we were both bruised and bleeding .
He has tried to get to under my pants but it did not work because we were both hurt and in shock, so I picked up some of quick wits and suggested we go to my house nearby . He even helped me to find remains of my little bag,
and i ordered him to stay outside as i needed to pick up keys from kitchen at friends house .
Heavens were with me as that friend were home and in kitchen , one rather weird tall guy from Scotland whom we seldom talked with as he lived all for himself and it took me at least 10 minutes to explain to him what has happened and that i am in trouble . He was tall enough to look threatening to that little military guy ,
i slipped to his room, in shock i hid under his bed, trembling , they were sorting it outside , of course with having gun it was probably not easy .
Cell phones were not the norm in those days .
Well, somehow we got rid of him that night, i slept in some empty room in that friends house , locked from inside , not moving an inch till morning came , then i came home and saw how i look, with colourful bruises all over my face , legs, everywhere . Utterly shocked so the only thing I could do was I had proper shower, took new cloth and went to Tibetan library for philosophy class, the safest place to be . Inside me, of course, I was praying and crying and trying to make sense of it.
Can't describe what all came on my mind ..but one of the funniest thoughts i had was ''i wanted to make my mum happy'' .
I never reported the event to police . I did not have my own passport with me that time and due to well known Indian bureaucracy, inherited from the British, investigating this would take lots of time and confrontations.
If you think it's the end ..it isn't . Year later, November 2001 , I still lived in the bamboo house and walked back home one evening , at similar hour, as a deja-vu , an eerie feeling, chills in my spine prompted me to look back and he was there, 20 meters behind me , broad smile .
There was no question , no doubt in me this time, no trust in myself, no option.. I approach someone very quiet walking the same road up , told him briefly what has happened, his name was Ananda . He was a starting actor or producer from Mumbai and I will remember his kindness for ever .
He took me home and with hope that all is safe , returning back to McLeod , the military guy assaulted him on road, Ananda was not a weakling but he ran back to our house, bleeding , beaten and crying, again, he held him at gun point.
We had to assemble group of local villagers who took it down the road and got him away , far as possible .
It was nearing winter and I lived alone in that house another 3 month before I moved down to village, closer to people . It was a great exercise of sorts because no night I could sleep . I kept sitting in front of the house, fighting me fear and anxiety, felt better in open air .
The bamboo house does not exist anymore , they built several huge modern hotels on that hill slope that are mostly empty because they are expensive .
The very next January when I left to Bodhgaya and slept tucked with 20 other people in the underground dormitory was probably the first time after many years that i could feel palpably safe .
What's the corundum..did I wish he would be dead ? No. I remember, that in that critical moment when he threatened to kill me , I tried to remember the Bodhisattva of Compassion, and feel compassion for him , but in my heart ..the thought was,
please don't do it, it would be shame in the temple, they'd think I've done something wrong .
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I 've also watched the movie Matrubhumi, Kanishka posted yesterday .. thought it's a 'good movie' but it's truly shocking . I mean probably one of the most shocking movies to see .
It slightly reminds me of the time when I was young and somehow ( from friends at summer camp that time ) overheard the story about how people 'make children ' .
I thought first they are fantasising and did not believe the girls narrative. I did not grow up at farm , my idea about 'how children come to world' was about 'they come when parents wish for them' . The physical act looked very rude to my eyes and understand, somehow brute and ugly .
I think, I wish I could go back to the world where I came from and where none of this exists ..
Can i :pray:
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