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	<title>Comments on: A Day in Agra</title>
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		<title>By: youtube vaporizers</title>
		<link>http://0708.fueledbyrice.org/blog/?p=179#comment-10989</link>
		<author>youtube vaporizers</author>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2010 23:32:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Such a thought-provoking read. I intend to come back to this site soon.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Such a thought-provoking read. I intend to come back to this site soon.</p>
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		<title>By: Dusty</title>
		<link>http://0708.fueledbyrice.org/blog/?p=179#comment-9774</link>
		<author>Dusty</author>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 15:25:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Reading your writings reminds me of all the good times we have had throughout the years.  I miss those times but I am glad I get a little peek into the times you are having right now.  I am envious of you my friend.  But hopefully someday soon we will have more good times together again.  And by soon I mean soon.  That thought makes me smile!

Dusty</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Reading your writings reminds me of all the good times we have had throughout the years.  I miss those times but I am glad I get a little peek into the times you are having right now.  I am envious of you my friend.  But hopefully someday soon we will have more good times together again.  And by soon I mean soon.  That thought makes me smile!</p>
<p>Dusty</p>
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		<title>By: Matt</title>
		<link>http://0708.fueledbyrice.org/blog/?p=179#comment-9738</link>
		<author>Matt</author>
		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 12:44:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Funny you should mention the trash and the cows.  I was just thinking about you guys when I heard a story on NPR driving home from clinic the other day.  They were saying that the trash is a huge problem there.  In particular the plastic bags.  I guess a while ago there were some of these city cows that were dying and people were really upset.  When they did an autopsy on the cows they found hundreds of plastic bags in their stomachs causing multi-system failures.  People were upset and I guess it lead to them creating a law saying plastic bags have to be of a certain thickness.  Not sure what that would do exactly, but I guess the law was never enforced according to the story.  Some of the people in India were commenting on how sad our attention spans are and that most people went back to their old ways immediately after yelling at others.  An interesting story.  I'd be curious what people have to say about it there if you have time to ask them.

I do miss eating lychees with you and watching Baboons steal things from tourists in SA!

Matt</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Funny you should mention the trash and the cows.  I was just thinking about you guys when I heard a story on NPR driving home from clinic the other day.  They were saying that the trash is a huge problem there.  In particular the plastic bags.  I guess a while ago there were some of these city cows that were dying and people were really upset.  When they did an autopsy on the cows they found hundreds of plastic bags in their stomachs causing multi-system failures.  People were upset and I guess it lead to them creating a law saying plastic bags have to be of a certain thickness.  Not sure what that would do exactly, but I guess the law was never enforced according to the story.  Some of the people in India were commenting on how sad our attention spans are and that most people went back to their old ways immediately after yelling at others.  An interesting story.  I&#8217;d be curious what people have to say about it there if you have time to ask them.</p>
<p>I do miss eating lychees with you and watching Baboons steal things from tourists in SA!</p>
<p>Matt</p>
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		<title>By: Rod</title>
		<link>http://0708.fueledbyrice.org/blog/?p=179#comment-9732</link>
		<author>Rod</author>
		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 19:23:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>How enjoyable to read about the interactions and of course, compare them to what I did in Cameroon and how I had to learn where friendly and honest sellers were located, sort of like a special fishing spot, then return again and again to them--human relationship as more important than sale and language were pretty a pretty important two-some.  My famous line was, "Hey, I'm not a tourist, I live here" - but I guess that won't work for all you FBR-ers because you are somewhere in a category that doesn't really fit the paradigms from which a cultural logic works.  Perhaps the logic runs the way of "Tourists are rich so it is justifiable to spread the wealth around."  When you know the language you have a little power and when you know and live with people in the neighboorhood you have some social capital but with your unique mission statement, FBR members are the ones who mostly carry the weight of spreading goodwill.  So the guest is god (personalized) and the tourist is target (depersonalized)--hmmm, a very good observation. Somehow we all need to work at the conscious realization that in every encounter or endeavor each is an imageo dei and the symbols we use to frame a reference in our minds and subsequently some sort of action/response (like categorization in speech) say as much about how we view who god is as anything.  It would seem the unique, scandalous and searing reality of God being powerless, homeless, poor, and without relational or social capital is a Xristos insight that doesn't come naturally in any culture.  Thanks to you the germ (wheat) of reflection.  You took me from India to somewhere else and back again.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>How enjoyable to read about the interactions and of course, compare them to what I did in Cameroon and how I had to learn where friendly and honest sellers were located, sort of like a special fishing spot, then return again and again to them&#8211;human relationship as more important than sale and language were pretty a pretty important two-some.  My famous line was, &#8220;Hey, I&#8217;m not a tourist, I live here&#8221; - but I guess that won&#8217;t work for all you FBR-ers because you are somewhere in a category that doesn&#8217;t really fit the paradigms from which a cultural logic works.  Perhaps the logic runs the way of &#8220;Tourists are rich so it is justifiable to spread the wealth around.&#8221;  When you know the language you have a little power and when you know and live with people in the neighboorhood you have some social capital but with your unique mission statement, FBR members are the ones who mostly carry the weight of spreading goodwill.  So the guest is god (personalized) and the tourist is target (depersonalized)&#8211;hmmm, a very good observation. Somehow we all need to work at the conscious realization that in every encounter or endeavor each is an imageo dei and the symbols we use to frame a reference in our minds and subsequently some sort of action/response (like categorization in speech) say as much about how we view who god is as anything.  It would seem the unique, scandalous and searing reality of God being powerless, homeless, poor, and without relational or social capital is a Xristos insight that doesn&#8217;t come naturally in any culture.  Thanks to you the germ (wheat) of reflection.  You took me from India to somewhere else and back again.</p>
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