11.2.12

Good Intentions

So are you succeeding in saving India?
Actually, I believe "India" is helping me save myself.

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It is always the way, isn't it, that the decent, bright kid sets out to untangle a good, meaty problem and, somewhere along the way, finds he's pulling his own threads apart.

The thinking traveler travels to Tangier, say, as an exercise in demystification, but the greatest upheaval he experiences is looking out the window and unpacking his absurdly composed suitcase.

The writer attempts to reveal something about the world but ends up repeatedly revealing himself.

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Whatever man, anthropology blows.
Nobody wants to be explained in a textbook.

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