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Argy-Bargy!

Well, Eben Etzebeth Earned His 5-0th Cap Today, Making Him At 26 The Youngest Springbok To Achieve That Milestone. But He WAs A Bit Of A PWE, Getting Yellow Carded For Getting Into An Argy-Bargy With The Wallabies.

Still, He Looks Sexy As Hell With A Torn Jersey!

Woof, Baby!

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Jenson’s reaction to:

Question to Lewis: Lewis will you speak together before the race to ensure there is no argie bargy out there?

Lewis: No

Question to Lewis: You don’t need to or you have an understanding already?

Lewis: Its been discussed at the beginning of the season and several times through the season and particularly after Spa so there is no need to revisit it we are not children we should know what wrong and what’s right.

Question to Nico: Nico do you have anything to add?

Nico: Yes Lewis can do something to keep it clean and that’s to drive cleanly himself so its not like he can’t do anything.

Best.Reaction.Ever.

Once, in an interview I was told, rather absurdly by a professor that there are no Dalits in West Bengal. I had responded with a wry smile and had nothing to say. It is my contention that there are no Dalits in West Bengal because of the simple fact that Dalits are not allowed to exist. You can be a casteless Brahmin, Baidya or Kayastha. On the other side of the equation, you can be an untouchable/achyut waiting to be emancipated (accultured) by upper caste casteless radicals or you can be a scheduled caste employee perpetually embarrassed for enjoying the “privilege” of affirmative action.

The word Dalit as I understand it refers to dignity of the person concerned without taking away the history of prejudice and discrimination that he or she still faces in forms that cannot be explained through Bhadrolok Marxism. It has gradually incorporated within itself the long history of resistance against caste system as well as our claim to an autonomous identity that cannot be equated with the predicament of being poor, working class or an untouchable but includes something more than that.

When I identify myself as a Dalit I am making a claim and seeking recognition for that discrimination, prejudice as well as that resistance. But inadvertently by identifying myself as a Dalit I am also doing something more. I am challenging a practice of “division of labourers” that is endemic to West Bengal. This is the division between emancipators (which includes writers, intellectuals, social activists, doctors, economists, trade union leaders, Naxalite leaders) and the to be emancipated (which includes peasants, workers in factories and homes, taxi drivers, rickshaw pullers etc).

Just browse at any book store or go through the names of the faculty of the famous universities or the list of authors in any random little magazine dedicated to social transformation in the state. You will find the Bhattacharjees, Mukherjees, Boses, and Dasguptas glittering on the pages. And then try to find out the surnames of the thousands of men and women who form the crowd at any political rally or gathering, the men who clean the streets every morning and take away our shit and waste the women who commute daily to keep the houses of Bhadrolok clean.

In this context a Brahmin taxi driver or a Dalit lecturer or activist (especially) is an eyesore, a cause of moral and political anathema. This is feudalism twisted to suit the needs of Bhadrolok Radicalism. Bhadrolok Marxism entailed that a caste of people /bhadrolok will be destined to emancipate another caste of people, the chotolok. If the chotolok suddenly claims to be a Dalit and emancipates himself or herself then he/she challenges the bhadrolok’s prerogative to liberate the chotolok thereby challenging a system of dependence, power and relationship of dominance and subordination. He/she is also laying a claim to a history of movement that has focused on the agency of Dalits and suspected the benevolence and the radicalism of the savarnas.

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Drishadwati Bargi, “The Dilemma of an upwardly mobile, English speaking, Bengali Dalit woman”

borshargaan!

you guys. he’s just so fucking nice

when he’s talking about ~staying grounded and just being kind to people and how it makes his skin crawl when actors are awful to those around them and how he can’t stand conflict and getting into any sort of ‘argy bargy’ ruins his whole entire day asjdlgkhldk

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Yola Zong (An Old Song), sung in Yola, an extinct dialect or language descended from Middle English which was spoken in the Forth and Bargy baronies of Wexford, Ireland, until the 19th century.

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The Yola language – actually a dialect of English! – was spoken in the baronies of Forth and Bargy, south County Wexford, in Ireland, from medieval times up to the early 19th century.