Tuesday November 13th 2012
On this day, followers of Jainism recall the
advent of Lord Mahavari, by illuminating their living room with lights.
And on this day, round where I live, illumination of consumption gains
pace through the measurement of consumption of consumer goods.
Near The North American Thanksgiving this illumination becomes
increasingly critical to those who work in often bland spaces, which are
kept clean and polished by lower wage earning men and women, who are
either "salt of the earth" or "pond scum" depending upon political
persuasion. There's an instantaneous communication between a
cash register, far away in some forgotten corner of the empire, and
accumulating data on a computer screen.
Upstairs somewhere, in a space well lit probably by
windows, there are minds that also belong to either "salt of the earth," or
"pond scum " depending upon political persuasion. These minds will
also be just that little bit tense, because in the days ahead,
reputations, holiday homes, Ponies and the long tapestry of the great beyond
are at stake. For the thing that has become me, this could indeed be
one of the greatest achievements of our species. Just so depressing
that in these sentences I am constrained by facts and must use the words
"consumption," "cash," "Ponies" and "bland." Fortunately, around this
day, something like two thousand five hundred and twenty years ago, Lord
Mahavari attained Nirvana, which in some translations means he was "blown
out," but which comes to us as "stillness of mind after the fires of
aversion, desire and delusion are gone."