JOST A MON

The idle ramblings of a Jack of some trades, Master of none

May 9, 2017

Steamed White Rice

Don walked back into the living room and announced that dinner was ready. A full course Chinese dinner, family style, prepared by Don's father. Cornish hen, Chinese broccoli, beef stir fry, sautéed shrimp, vegetable medley, pan-roasted sea bass. And of course, steamed white rice. A meal is never a meal without steamed white rice.

- Angela S. Choi, Hello Kitty Must Die.

To Zi’an, Look out from the Riverside in Sadness

Myriads of maple leaves 
upon myriads of maple leaves 
silhouetted against the bridge, 
a few sails return late in the dusk.

 How do I miss you? 

 My thoughts run like 
the water in the West River, 
flowing eastward, never-ending, 
day and night

Yu Xuanji (844?-871?), Tang dynasty poet and courtesan

Mar 5, 2015

Fine China

Rupert and Hyacinth pealed with laughter and applauded politely. Hot towels came in, followed by cooled waitresses, frozen glasses and lukewarm beer; then julienned eel, smoked bacon and seared green beans; a medley of chicken beaks and claws; pork sliced so thinly it melted on their chopsticks like cheese. Finally a two-foot long steamed carp, arranged on the plate with its head and tail in the attitude of leaping out of a bed of golden lily flowers.

Paul Mason, Rare Earth.

Dec 3, 2014

Chinese Takeout

Old Chen had a few mouthfuls and thought each dish tasted pretty good. 'What part of China are these dishes from?' he asked Fang Caodi. 
'Chop suey vegetables,' said Old Fang. 'Look closely, I'm using Sichuan peppers, Hunan black bean sauce, Guangdong shrimp sauce, Thai lemon grass, and our own coriander, sweet basil, lemon leaf and leeks. They're all organic. We just pick 'em and eat 'em. And we fertilize them with our own and the cats' and dogs' poo.'

From Chan Koonchung, The Fat Years.

Dec 19, 2013

Humour China Style

Xiao barged his way through several queues, trying to remember the plainclothes training. Problem is, Chinese plainclothes cops operate so as to be noticed. The idea is not to blend but to intimidate. Only foreigners and Gansu peasants can't spot a plainclothes cop, runs the police academy joke: foreigners because they have never seen China, Gansu peasants because they have never seen clothes.

Paul Mason, Rare Earth.

Dec 4, 2012

Under 200

There are more than four hundred books on my To-Read list. It is a daunting number made especially so by attention deficit and a niggling feeling of restlessness. I have decided to put them aside for now. Maybe when I have that study I have been promised where I can reign like a potentate and reach out to grab a likely book from one of several floor-to-ceiling shelves - then, I'll get onto buying these books and reading them. Until then, to keep my mind ticking along its unexamined and un-introspected path, I have resolved to introduce an element of randomness to my reading.

Those four hundred books on my list range quite widely across genres of fiction and tropes of non-fiction. Most of them are on the list, however, because I read of them on some review or the other. As I do not browse bookstores anymore, there is no serendipity in my reading. So what better way to reintroduce an element of chance than by random grabs from the library's fiction shelves?

I don't want to spend hours on thick tomes that might prove enervatingly boring half-way through. I don't want to linger for hours on one paragraph and try to glean every manner of jewel from it. As I said - attention deficit. So here's what I am going to do: I'll go through the fiction shelves of my local library in alphabetical order and I'll pick up every book under 201 pages long. I will ignore the blurbs and I will get stuck into every book. I'll likely discover authors I had never heard of, never read, and - given any other trajectory in my life - would never attempt. 

The choice of 200 pages as the upper limit on size is quite arbitrary. After all, a book of 150 pages with small font is as chunky, word-wise, as another with 200 in big type. Still, it's an important psychological barrier. I can finish a two-hundred page book in a day (or at a sitting were it not for constant interruptions from sundry little imps and my own nervous energy). I needn't worry about wasting hours should the prose be impenetrable. And carrying the books from and to the library will not ruin my back. Good stuff.

So here I'll make (and keep updating) the list I'm ploughing over. I might blog about them. Or I might not.
  1. Wajdi Ahdal, A Land without Jasmine. [Yemen]
  2. Woody Allen (*), Mere Anarchy. [USA]
  3. Niccolò Ammaniti (*), Me And You. [Italy]
  4. Steven K. Amsterdam, Things We Didn't See Coming. [USA]
  5. Lin Anderson, Blood Red Roses. [Scotland]
  6. Margaret Atwood, The Tent. [Canada]
  7. Paul Auster, Timbuktu. [USA]
  8. Muriel Barbery, The Gourmet. [France]
  9. Lukas Bärfuss, One Hundred Days. [Switzerland]
  10. Djuna Barnes, Nightwood. [USA]
  11. Nicola Barker, Love Your Enemies. [England]
  12. H. E. Bates, The Darling Buds of May. [England]
  13. Georges Bataille, Story of the Eye. [France]
  14. M. C. Beaton, Deborah Goes to Dover. [Scotland]
  15. Alan Bennett (*), Smut: Two Unseemly Stories. [England]
  16. Louis de Bernières, Red Dog. [England]
  17. Alessandro Boffa, You're an Animal, Viskovitz. [Italy]
  18. Roberto Bolaño, Monsieur Pain. [Chile]
  19. Anne-Sophie Brasme, Breathe. [France]
  20. Theresa Breslin, Prisoner in Alcatraz. [Scotland]
  21. George Mackay Brown, Beside the Ocean of Time. [Scotland]
  22. Willa Cather, The Bohemian Girl. [USA]
  23. Truman Capote, Summer Crossing. [USA]
  24. Angela Carter, The Passion Of New Eve. [England]
  25. Robert Carter, The Gun-runners.
  26. Maxime Chattam (*), Carnage. [France]
  27. Janet Davey, First Aid. [England]
  28. Patricia Duncker, Hallucinating Foucault. [England]
  29. Marguerite Duras, Moderato Cantabile. [France]
  30. Ann Dee Ellis, This Is What I Did. [USA]
  31. Bret Easton Ellis, Less Than Zero. [USA]
  32. Jenny Erpenbeck, Visitation. [Germany]
  33. Janet Frame, The Lagoon: A Collection of Short Stories. [New Zealand]
  34. Alan Ford, Thin Ice. [England]
  35. Günther Freitag, Brendel's Fantasy: A Novel. [Austria]
  36. Jostein Gaardner, Through A Glass, Darkly [Norway]
  37. Damon Galgut, In a Strange Room. [South Africa]
  38. Jane Gardam, The Pangs Of Love. [England]
  39. Alan Garner, Thursbitch. [England]
  40. Pascal Garnier, The A26. [France]
  41. Hella Haasse, The Black Lake. [Netherlands]
  42. Hugo Hamilton, The Last Shot. [Ireland]
  43. Shirley Hazzard, Cliffs Of Fall. [Australia]
  44. Zoë Heller, Everything You Know, [England]
  45. Victoria Hislop, The Last Dance, and Other Stories. [England]
  46. Peter Hobbs, In the Orchard, the Swallows. [England]
  47. Alois Hotschnig, Maybe This Time. [Austria]
  48. Geoffrey Household, Face to the Sun. [England]
  49. Ted Hughes, Difficulties of a Bridegroom. [England]
  50. Helen Humphreys, The Lost Garden. [Canada]
  51. Rod Humphries, The Last Coal Trip to Tenby. [Wales]
  52. Samantha Hunt, The Seas. [USA]
  53. Jorge Ibargüengoitia, The Dead Girls. [Mexico]
  54. Yasushi Inoue, The Hunting Gun, [Japan]
  55. Robin Jenkins, A Very Scotch Affair. [Scotland]
  56. Ma Jian, Stick Out Your Tongue. [China]
  57. Andrew Kaufman, The Tiny Wife. [Canada]
  58. Michael Kimball, How Much of Us There Was. [USA]
  59. Katie Kitamura, The Longshot. [USA]
  60. Milan Kundera (*), Slowness. [France]
  61. Rodrigo de Souza Leão, All Dogs are Blue. [Brazil]
  62. J.M. Ledgard, Submergence. [Scotland]
  63. Stephen McGeagh, Habit. [England]
  64. Norman Maclean, Contracts. [Scotland]
  65. Tessa McWatt, Vital Signs. [Canada]
  66. Ernesto Mallo, Needle in a Haystack. [Argentina]
  67. Sándor Márai, Esther's Inheritance, [Hungary]
  68. Cornelius Medvei, Caroline: A Mystery. [England]
  69. David Miller, Today. [England]
  70. Alison Moore, The Lighthouse. [England]
  71. Alistair Morgan, Sleeper's Wake. [South Africa]
  72. Herta Müller, The Passport. [Romania/Germany]
  73. Irène Némirovsky, David Golder. [Russia/France]
  74. William Newton, The Two Pound Tram. [England]
  75. Raul Nuñez, The Lonely Hearts Club. [Argentina]
  76. Simon Okotie, Whatever Happened to Harold Absalon? [England]
  77. Anna Maria Ortese, The Iguana. [Italy]
  78. Julie Otsuka, The Buddha in the Attic. [USA]
  79. Chuck Palahniuk, Tell-All. [USA]
  80. Franck Pavloff, Brown. [France]
  81. Mervyn Peake, Letters from a Lost Uncle. [England]
  82. Per Petterson, It's Fine By Me. [Norway]
  83. Padgett Powell, Edisto. [USA]
  84. Annie Proulx, Brokeback Mountain. [USA]
  85. Atiq Rahimi, Earth and Ashes. [Afghanistan]
  86. Joan Riley, Waiting in the Twilight. [Jamaica/England]
  87. Mary Robison, Why Did I Ever. [USA]
  88. Knud Romer, Nothing But Fear. [Denmark]
  89. Meg Rosoff, How I Live Now. [USA]
  90. Leo Rosten (*), The Education of H*y*m*a*n K*a*p*l*a*n. [USA]
  91. Ambalavaner Sivanandan, Where the Dance is. [Sri Lanka/England]
  92. Elke Schmitter, Mrs Sartoris. [Germany]
  93. Alan Sillitoe, The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner. [England]
  94. Ali Smith, Girl Meets Boy. [Scotland]
  95. Alexander Solzhenitsyn, One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich. [Russia]
  96. Simona Sparaco, About Time. [Italy]
  97. Muriel Spark (*), The Finishing School. [Scotland]
  98. Graham Swift, Learning to Swim and Other Stories. [England]
  99. Véronique Tadjo, As the Crow Flies. [Côte d'Ivoire]
  100. Mary M. Talbot, Dotter of Her Father's Eyes. [England]
  101. Pier Vittorio Tondelli, Separate Rooms. [Italy]
  102. Jáchym Topol, The Devil's Workshop. [Czech]
  103. Justin Torres, We the Animals. [USA]
  104. Kurt Tucholsky, Castle Gripsholm. [Germany]
  105. Fred Uhlman, Reunion. [Germany/England]
  106. Dimitri Verhulst, The Misfortunates. [Belgium]
  107. Sarah Webb, Behind Closed Doors. [Ireland][
  108. Nathanael West, The Day of the Locust. [USA]
  109. Rebecca West, The Return of the Soldier. [England]
  110. Jeanette Winterson, Weight: The Myth of Atlas and Heracles. [England]
  111. Taichi Yamada, Strangers. [Japan]
Okay, I felt compelled to add some genre stuff too. It's a rare crime or sci-fi book that comes in at less than 300 pages, but if you look closely enough, there are some sub-200 ones. Rare, but they're there.
  1. Ted Allbeury, Dangerous Arrivals. [England]
  2. Benjamin Black, The Lemur. [Ireland]
  3. Lilian Jackson Braun, The Cat Who Went Bananas. [USA]
  4. Max Brooks, Closure, Limited and other Zombie Tales. [USA]
  5. Tori Carrington, Queens Ransom. [USA]
  6. Judith Cutler, Silver Guilt. [England]
  7. Philip Daniels, The Inconvenient Corpse. [England]
  8. Francis Durbridge, Curzon Case. [England]
  9. Wolf Haas, The Bone Man. [Austria]
  10. Gerald Hammond, With My Little Eye. [Scotland]
  11. Alanna Knight, Deadly Beloved. [Scotland]
  12. Bill Knox, To Kill a Witch. [Scotland]
  13. Fritz Leiber (*), Swords and Ice Magic. [USA]
  14. Elmore Leonard (*), The Switch. [USA]
  15. Roy Lewis, An Assumption of Death. [Wales]
  16. Roger Ormerod, More Dead Than Alive. [England]
  17. Anne Perry, A Christmas Visitor. [England]
  18. Alexei Sayle, Mister Roberts. [England]
  19. Leopold Ritter von Sacher-Masoch, Venus in Furs. [Austria]
  20. Georges Simenon (*), Maigret Sets a Trap. [Belgium]
  21. Peter Turnbull, False Knight. [Scotland]
  22. Barry Unsworth, Morality Play. [England]
  23. Minette Walters, The Tinder Box. [England]
  24. David Wilson, The King's Park Irregulars. [Scotland]

The authors with stars against them are those I've read before. Onward!

Update: December 10: I'm beginning to think that with twenty-five books into this quixotic randomness, I've still not passed the first three letters of the alphabet. Too slow a progress! So, from the letter D, I'll only pick up books by authors I haven't read before - unless I really want to read that book.

Update: January 21: Incredible. There are books in this list that I cannot bear to continue reading. Sub-200? Pshaw. The books that defeat me are crossed out in the list above.

Update: January 31: I figured I might as well add the country of origin of each writer, so that I can keep track of the translated works.

Update: February 10: Letter 'I' and Inoue's doing my head in.

Update: February 18: Up to the letter 'K' with a slight detour towards Verhulst.

Update: February 28: Now nipping my way to 'O'.

Update: March 12: Decided to scan the crime/sci-fi/fantasy/horror shelves alphabetically as well.

Update: April 6: In the 'R' lot, with a couple of 'S' lying around too.

Update: April 16: Added the first graphic novel/memoir into the mix (Talbot's 'Dotter of Her Father's Eyes').

Update: May 8: Man, I'm really suffering now. I'm at the W's and it's a real drag to continue with this. Second wind, second wind...

Update: June 4: Haven't really made much progress with the W's, but rather liked Taichi Yamada's Strangers...

Aug 31, 2012

Ahom, Asom, Assam

When I was in college in the late 80s, students from the state of Assam were often militant in their politics. At the time, there were several insurrections in progress. The Bodos were up in arms, and there was a general agitation by the 'native' Assamese, who called themselves the 'Asom'. The number of ethnic groups in that state was fairly mindnumbing, and each one had its own competing agenda.

Historically, the Asom had been the dominant people, despite the more recent (in relative terms) of Bengali immigration from the southwest. Asom is a name that is the same as Ahom and Shan (in Burma) and Siam, a large family of peoples with very closely related languages extending from Laos, western Yunnan, Thailand and all the way across the Indian north-eastern states. They had moved up into the Brahmaputra valley from Burma and established themselves as regional monarchs. 

The first Asom monarch was Sukaphaa, who styled himself swargadeo, 'the god of heaven', a title that was adopted by his descendants down to the 19th century. But as the monarchy became closely intertwined with the neighbouring Hindu kingdoms, adopting Hinduism as state religion, their native language became less important, and Assamese, a language related to Bengali, became paramount. 

For several centuries, the cousins warred with each other across the hills of the northeast - Asom against the Shan - and with neighbouring little kingdoms. The height of the Asom dynasty was achieved in the 17th century when they defeated the Burmese kingdom and set the northern limit of the latter's expansion.

The biggest threat to Asom came from the Mughals who were rampaging across eastern India at the same time. Unlike the Hindu kingdoms of the rest of the subcontinent which were worn out after centuries of warfare against them, the Ahom were fresh and dominant. Given their organisation as a mobilizer of manpower rather than ownership of land, the Ahom could raise armies at moment's notice, a capability that surprised the Mughals. During the reign of Jahangir, there were almost annual battles between the two throughout the jungles around the Brahmaputra. The Ahom were expert at guerrilla tactics, demoralising the Mughals who called them 'black and loathsome in appearance' and Assam as 'a land of witches and magic'. 

Mughal victory came in 1661 when Aurangzeb's general Muhammad Said Mir Jumla annexed Cooch Behar, smashed the Ahom, occupied Gauhati and captured Garhgaon, the Ahom capital. The swargadeo and his court fled and tried to raise counterattacks, only to sue for peace two years later, with his daughter Ramani Gabharu sent to the harem of the Emperor. (She married the governor of Bengal, Azamtara, later.)  Ahom became a vassal of the Mughals and surrendered their western territories.

Unfortunately for the Mughals, Mir Jumla died, and his replacements were hardly of his calibre. In 1667, the Ahom threw off their suzerains when their commander Lachit Borphukan vanquished the Mughals under Raja Ram Singh of Amber.

In the 18th and 19th centuries, the wars were between the Ahom and their southern neighbours, the Burmese, in which the Ahom often found themselves bested and having to send their princesses as gifts. Still the Burmese continued with their attacks; warlike, they wanted to carry their dominions into the rest of India. At this point, however, the British East India Company got involved; once the Burmese were defeated, they were forced to surrender Assam. 

Initially, the British weren't sure what to do with their new possession. They went around dropping pamphlets that claimed they were not led into Assam by the thirst of conquest, rather by their desire to deprive their enemy of his means of attacking them. Then they decided to stay, faced insurrections, put them down brutally, and installed a monitor over the swargadeo. In 1838, they decided he was corrupt and his court a hotbed of malfeasance, and closed down his government. 

And that was the end of 600 years of the Asom dynasty.

Reference

Thant Myint-U, Where China Meets India: Burma and the New Crossroads of Asia, Faber and Faber, 2011.

Apr 26, 2011

Carnivalesque 73

Welcome, folks, to the seventy-third Carnivalesque, the Ancient/Modern edition of the popular History blog carnival. Thanks to all those who contributed and sent suggestions.

To start with, take a look at this timeline (timelines being some sort of minor addiction for me) of historical events that occurred in years ending in 73. Trite, eh? There’s considerable uncertainty about the older dates, of course, but if there’s at least one source that speculates an event occurred in such a year, well, I’ve bunged it in.

Events in the years before Christ (or Common Era, to be less religious) appear against negative numbers in this timeline. If you click on any of the titles, a little window should open up with some extra information.


This is the week after Easter, and so a light Christian history thread runs through this carnival. But fear not – there’s lots of other stuff to whet your secular appetites.

And so, to begin:

Africa


Kemsit, the Nubian queen of the Egyptian King Mentuhotep II (2061-2010 B.C.), and her servants; from a painting in her tomb chamber wall; Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York; from Naville, The XI Dynasty Temples at Deir el-Bahri III (London: Egypt Exploration Fund, 1913), pl 3.
Kemsit, the Nubian queen of the Egyptian King Mentuhotep II (2061-2010 B.C.), and her servants; from a painting in her tomb chamber wall
Would you be willing to trek across the Egyptian desert all the way to Chad? Even today it’s a perilous journey, and yet there’s evidence that the Pharaoh Mentuhotep II (2061-2010 BC) organised an expedition to that western land. Read about it in Owen Jarus’ post in Unreported Heritage News.


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Europe


Around 3500 BC, the Neolithic inhabitants of the island of Jersey built a worship mound that came to be known as La Hougue Bie. Millennia later, a church was built atop it. The Neolithic mound was equinoctically aligned, and it turns out so is the church. Alun Salt tells the story.

You may have seen some racy news recently - First Gay Caveman Found! - etc. Bunkum. The Corded Ware (2900-2500 BC) burial site near Prague was not of cavemen; rather it's of pre-Bronze Age farmers.  Why do they think it was a gay caveman? John Hawks does a spot of debunking.


If you have wondered why Isocrates (436-338 BC) is not as well-known as, say, Plato, wonder no more. Michael Anderson has the scuttlebutt in his Ancient History Blog.

How likely is it that a list of survivors of the Battle of Marathon survived to this day? Or that such a list ever existed? Rogueclassicism has an overview of the affair of the Marathon tablet (403 BC ?) and its epigraphy.

What do Nerva, Trajan, Hadrian, Antoninus Pius, and Marcus Aurelius have in common? Adrian Murdoch’s series of podcasts on Gibbons’ “five good emperors” (AD 96-180) reveals all that you  might want to know. Get them at his blog Bread and Circuses.

Ivan Bilibin's Illustration to the Lay of Igor's Campaign (from Wikimedia Commons)
Ivan Bilibin's Illustration to the Lay of Igor's Campaign (from Wikimedia Commons)
‘In AD 1185, as the Kievan Rus Empire was starting to deteriorate, a little known prince on the eastern Russian borders led his outnumbered men into battle against Mongolian invaders, the Polovtsians (Kumans). This battle and its aftermath would become the topic of the Russian literary epic, “The Lay of Igor’s Campaign.”’ Seesaw discusses the battle, the epic and its musical successors in Russia, Past and Present.


St. John of Nepomuk, Charles Bridge, Prague
St. John of Nepomuk, Charles Bridge, Prague by dlnwelch, on Flickr

If you wander about the Upper Palatinate in Germany, you might find yourself wondering – as Patrick Shrier did – why there are statues of St John of Nepomuk (d. 1398) on nearly every bridge in sight. What’s a Czech saint doing in Germany? Shrier investigates and reports in Patrick’s Military History Blog.


A oft-repeated statement is that the famous vegetarian Leonardo da Vinci (1452 - 1519) was 'ahead of his time' in sundry disciplines. While this may be somewhat true of his art, it doesn't apply to his technical work, says Thony C. in the Renaissance Mathematicus.

There’s no end to weirdness in Europe, and Vlad the Impaler is about as weird as a historical character can get. Soon after taking up the throne of Wallachia (1457), he invited the nobility to an Easter feast and – well, Executed Today has the story.

'Tis the 550th anniversary of the Battle of Towton (1461) - one among many in the Wars of the Roses in sunny England - and there are no pictorial representations extant of that battle. So what was Sheila Corr to do when she had to provide a suitable illustration for an article in History Today? Find out here.


Speaking some more of seriously weird things: there was much faith in putting one’s fate in the hands of chance (or God) – even secular arguments were sought to be settled by means of trial by fire. One of the last such trials occurred in Florence in 1498, as Beachcombing’s Bizarre History Blog reports in Barbecuing Friars in Late Medieval Florence.



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Middle-East


While it’s widely believed that the Abrahamic faiths are monotheistic, there is considerable evidence that Judaism, the oldest of them, was initially polytheistic. JK at Varnam explains the ins and outs of how god became God and acquired a wife, and other gods were consigned to oblivion (c. 8th century BC)

What’s up with physicists thinking they can contribute to historical analysis? Surely the age of the dilettante is past? Jona Lendering in New at LacusCurtius & Livius excoriates Colin Humphreys for his claim that Christ’s Last Supper took place on a Wednesday, and not – as historians agree – on Maundy Tuesday. “The trouble with the Jaubert-Humphreys Thesis is that it solves a problem that does not exist by using a method that is self-contradictory…Unfortunately, this is not an innocent, funny story about scientists who should not pretend they are historians.”

In the early days of Christianity, Easter was the chief religious festival. Birthdays were considered a pagan relic. So how did Christmas become the important festival it is today? Ranjith Kollanur explains in his blog A View From My Disjointed Laptop.

European depiction of the Persian (Iranian) doctor Al-Razi, in Gerardus Cremonensis "Recueil des traités de médecine" 1250-1260. (Wikimedia Commons)
European depiction of the Persian doctor Al-Razi, in Gerardus Cremonensis "Recueil des traités de médecine", 1250-1260. (Wikimedia Commons)
When and where was the definitive recognition of smallpox made? In Persia around AD 900, a medic called al-Razi wrote a treatise named al-Judari wa al-Hasbah (On Smallpox and Measles). Lapham’s Quarterly blog has a small write-up.

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Asia

74,000 years ago, human beings were passing the Malay peninsula on their great migration across the planet. Archaeological digs in Perak revealed a sumptuous burial of a man, which showed that Malaysia was no civilisational backwater. Judith Weingarten has the story of the digs and the feisty woman who conducted the research in her blog Zenobia: Empress of the East.


According to the Vedas, a mighty river called the Saraswati flowed through the plains of north India. There have been efforts to identify this river - which no longer exists (in its original size, at least) - and there are controversies galore about its history. Researchers in geology, linguistics, archaeology, history, and climate science have contributed, and Michel Danino has a post discussing some of this interdisciplinary work.

Emperor Wu dispatching Zhang Qian to Central Asia from 138 to 126 BCE, Mogao Caves mural, 618-712 CE (Wikimedia Commons)
Emperor Wu dispatching Zhang Qian to Central Asia (138 to 126 BCE), Mogao Caves mural, 618-712 CE (Wikimedia Commons)
Tired of horsemen attacking his villages, kidnapping the women and killing the men, and realising that they were untouchable until he obtained a powerful cavalry, in 103 BC the Chinese emperor Wu sent a taskforce to the land of the Wusun to bring back the heavenly horse. Heather Pringle tells the story and its later ramifications.

Japanese samurai boarding Yuan ships in 1281 (Wikimedia Commons)
Japanese samurai boarding Yuan ships in 1281 (Wikimedia Commons)
In AD 1281, Kublai Khan sent a fleet to invade Japan. 730 years later, the History Channel purported to explain it all to unsuspecting aficionados of popular history.  Learn what really happened, and why you shouldn’t trust (ever!) the History Channel - in this piece by Tatsunoshi in Shogun-Ki.


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The Americas

Funerary Mask, 9th-11th century Peru; (Lambayeque) Hammered gold with cinnabar and copper overlays, cinnabar; H. 11 1/2 in. (29.2 cm) Gift and Bequest of Alice K. Bache, 1974, 1977 (1974.271.35) (Wikimedia Commons)
Funerary Mask, 9th-11th century Peru; (Lambayeque) Hammered gold with cinnabar and copper overlays, cinnabar;  (Wikimedia Commons)
From the 8th century AD, the Lambayeque culture flourished in northern Peru. Like their more famous successors, the Incas, these were a people wont to fertility rituals and human sacrifices. How about combining the two by sacrificing women? Monty’s World has the story.

Archaeologists long thought that the cultures of Central America and North America had little or no interaction. Now it appears that there may have been thriving trade between them, lasting as long as five centuries from AD 900. The Pueblos of southwest USA drank cacao, which they could only have got from Mesoamerica. As Gregory LeFever reports in his blog Ancient Tides, they would have paid for the cacao with turquoise.

The 400-breasted Mayahuel Aztec Goddess of the maguey or agave (Wikimedia Commons)
The 400-breasted Mayahuel Aztec Goddess of the maguey or agave (Wikimedia Commons)
Why not ponder the fate of the Aztecs (13th – 16th centuries) and their rabbits? Even before the sanguinary and Easter-loving Spaniards turned up at their doorstep, they celebrated the bunny by naming a day in its honour. And they got as drunk as 400 rabbits. Say what? Judugrovee reveals the story in the blog The Complete Mesoamerica … and more.

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And, to round things off, interdisciplinaryment:

Art

When a snake escaped the Bronx Zoo a few days ago, a contest was announced in some papers to name her. Why not Wadjet? Here’s a post by Madeleine Cody in the Brooklyn Museum’s blog about the ancient Egyptian snake goddess, her history, her mythology and some of the art based on her.

Have you heard of the Codex Aureus? It’s a beautiful 10th century parchment manuscript featuring the four gospels. Peacay at the ever wonderful BibliOdyssey has the scoop.

Allegoric figure of Fortitude from the Four Virtues by unknown artist (also attributed to Botticelli), c. 1490, fresco, Castle Chapel, Esztergom
Lovely Renaissance frescoes (1460s) were found in Esztergom, in Hungary. Zsombor Jékely in Medieval Hungary investigates - are they really by Botticelli?

Untitled, by Jan van Eyck (or Portrait of Giovanni Arnolfini and his Wife) (Wikimedia Commons)
Untitled, by Jan van Eyck (or Portrait of Giovanni Arnolfini and his Wife) (Wikimedia Commons)
And we have another question: Is Van Eyck’s painting titled Arnolfini Portrait (1434) meant to portray Arnolfini’s wife? Considering there were five Arnolfinis in Bruges at the time, and we aren’t even sure which Arnolfini commissioned the painting, this might appear to be a fraught query. Alberti’s Window has a report.

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A Review or Two

Ever wondered about water and windmills? In Medieval History Geek, Curt Emanuel posts a review of Wind and Water in the Middle Ages: Fluid Technologies from Antiquity to the Renaissance. |The book is a scholarly compendium in ‘three general thematic sections with three papers having an archaeological focus, five concentrating on how mills "worked"; not physically but rather how they and their uses were integrated into society. The final three papers discuss how mills and milling were viewed by contemporaries through an examination of art and literature.’

While one Goth sacked Ancient Rome, a Vandal was its saviours. How’s that, you ask? That helpful Vandal was Stilicho. In Armarium Magnum, Tim O’Neill reviews at length a recent book by Ian Hughes titled Stilicho: The Vandal Who Saved Rome.

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That’s all for now, folks. Hope you enjoyed this round-up. The host of the next edition of this carnival will be announced shortly at the Carnivalesque website, and here’s a heads-up: it will cater to the Early Modern period, that is, AD 1500-1800.

Jan 16, 2011

Havs Grub

Jan Morris has an imagination non-pareil, and her long years of travel and experience have informed her creation of the fictional city of Hav. Set behind a massive escarpment not far from Greece and Turkey, it is a blend of historical city-states such as Trieste or Beirut, and was a cosmopolis, a melange, a veritable fairy-tale land. It had an Arab quarter and a Chinese district, was once ruled by Russians, and today has few diplomatic relations with the rest of the world. It was once a great trading entrepot, and is now a mere fleshpot for the jet-set.

And it has food.
'But not,' said Biancheri, joining me with a gin-fizz in a corner of the room - 'not altogether the same food you are accustomed to get from Cipriani's. I think you will agree that our restaurant menu is something a little different.' He was right. Could there be such a menu, I wondered, anywhere else on earth? Not only were there the old stalwarts of classical French and Italian cooking - not only the inescapable pigeons' breasts and raw mushrooms of the cuisine nouvelle - not only roast beef for traditionalists, jellied duck for Sinophiles, bortsch for nostalgia, couscous, pumpkin pie - there was also a fascinating selection of Hav specialities.

You could eat sea-urchins grilled, meunière, baked, stewed in batter, with ginger garnish, as a pâté, in an omelette, in a soup or raw. You could eat roast kid in the escarpment style, which meant cold with a herb-flavoured mayonnaise, or barbecued over catalpa charcoal from the western hills. You could eat the legs of frogs from the salt-marshes, which are claimed to have a flavour like no others, or Hav eels, which are pickled in rosemary brine, or the pink-coloured mullet which is said to be unique to these waters, and which the Casino likes to serve smoked with dill sauce, or the tall sweet celery which grows on the island of the Greeks, or a salad made entirely, in the inexplicable absence of lettuce anywhere on the peninsula, of wild grasses and young leaves gathered every morning in the hills above Yuan Wen Kuo. You could even eat a dish, otherwise undefined, listed as ours hav faux.

This was only a joke, said Biancheri, though in the 1920s Hav bear really was eaten sometimes at the Casino. Now the false bear was no more than a bear-shaped duck terrine. 'But then,' he added, 'it is all a joke. For myself I prefer scrambled eggs.'

Dec 15, 2010

A Kerouac for China

Wang Shuo's Please Don't Call Me Human is an example of the stuff the Chinese government likes to ban - scurrilous, irreverent, blackly funny, deeply insurgent. Here, a peculiar outfit determined to recover China's face after the national insult of losing the 2000 Olympics to Sydney has organised a meal in honour of their champion.
Waitresses dressed as traditional serving girls entered in single file with an array of dishes as beautiful as potted flowers. The diners' eyes nearly popped out of their heads, as the fat manager stood up lethargically and described for the honored guests the name and unique qualities of each dish. 
"The core of this dish is three walnuts and a meatball. It's called, 'When three men walk along, one of them is my teacher.' The meatball is called a lion's head." 
"Ahh-!" 
"This one has potatoes cooked with thirty-six spices. Its name is 'Only books bring knowledge, all else is inferior.'" 
"Ooo-!" 
"The next dish is made of mushrooms stewed in a crock pot. It's called, 'The nation cannot survive a single day without a ruler.'" 
"Wow-!" 
"This one is a thick soup consisting of a small hen, a large rooster, a small rooster, and a male crab. Its name is 'At home obey your father, after marriage obey your husband, after your husband dies, obey your son.'" 
"Wa-!" 
"Next comes a simple dish - boiled eggs. Since there's no way of telling whether they are male or female, we call it, 'Seek not accomplishments, but avoid mistakes.'" 
"Hey-!" 
"The next dish is steamed bear's paw and fish. When it's done, the bear's paw is removed, leaving only the fish, and it's called, 'Bear's paw or fish, one or the other.'" 
"Ohhh-!" 
"This next one is stewed pork loin, with all the meat removed from the bone. Its name is 'The weak can travel the earth, the strong can hardly take a step.'" 
"Ai-!" 
"Here we have fried lizard and earthworms, which is called 'Face the strange with no fears, and its fearfulness disappears.'" 
"Yow-!" 
"This is a baked pigeon. We call it 'The bullet strikes the bird with its head up.'" 
"This is a dessert made of agar-agar, cocoa, and five duck bills. Its name is, 'Don't pursue a desperate enemy.'" 
"This is horsemeat with the hair left on. The meaning should be clear: 'When a man is poor, his aspirations are low. When a horse is scrawny, its hair is long.'" 
"This is a whole roasted pig, prettied up by the chef to give it a determined, peaceful expression, and to carry the meaning, 'Dying in glory is worse than living in ignominy.'"

Dec 10, 2010

Package Deal

On Aug 17, 1962, Life magazine's Life Guide section had a brief note of the continuation of a fad for 'package-deal' music albums.


MUSIC TO CHOKE ON. Furthering the fad for package-deal albums, the four-volume Sounds and Tastes of Foreign Lands series encloses a cookbook with each long-play record, providing both music and recipes for four kinds of exotic eating: French, Italian, Jewish or Oriental. You can savor onion soup à la Française with La Mer playing softly in the background, try Chinese sweet and sour fish to the accompaniment of a bamboo flute, fix Jennie Grossinger's roast goose and cabbage during a medley of Yiddish waltzes and wash it all down with Italian zabaglione and espresso to the tune of a mandolin. (Music Minus One)

Dec 7, 2010

Korean Diplomacy

In 1470, the Korean king  Song-jong decided to restore the waning fortunes of Confucianism in his country, and invited Chinese dignitaries to his court. As described in Felipe Fernández-Armesto's excellent book 1492: The Year Our World Began, when the Chinese arrived, they were as much struck by the backwardness of Korea (despite the ancientness and wealth of the land and the well-established administrative system based on the mother country's) as by Korea's friendliness and hospitality:
five layers of honeyed bread, honey and flour cakes piled a foot high, rice soup, pickled relish, soy, rice wine superior in aroma and flavour to Chinese millet wine, beef, mutton, pork, walnuts, dates, mutton sausages, fish, and lotus roots to sweeten the breath.

Nov 26, 2010

Investor Guff

I am never disappointed when a bunch of investment types are thrown into a room with a 'senior' figure of philosophical bent. They strive to outdo each other in demonsrating just how deeply they have thought about matters of economic and historical import. They ask five-minute long questions. They look around the room after their questions, less interested in the answer than in the admiring reactions of their peers. Above all, they try to show the guru that they are no less knowledgeable than he is, and if he says, 'That is a good point!' they look smugger than a successful mugger.


Invariably, of course, the questions are the sort that one often finds discussed just that week in the Financial Times or the Economist. There are few original thoughts in the world, and those among investment managers are less original than most.


And so it turned out at George Magnus's lunchtime talk the other day. He himself spoke only for about a quarter of an hour, and then opened the floor to debate. After the usual hesitant silence, the alpha males started talking at once. One (with a heavy accent) said, "Everyone believes that in the next few decades, China will be bigger than the US. Historically, no handover from one superpower to another has happened peacefully, or without serious geopolitical risk. In lieu of war, how do you see the transition from US to China?"


Magnus, and some of the others who jumped in, thought he had said 'in view of war', so they spent the next few minutes debating possible escalations of violence between the two countries.


When the discussion faltered to a halt, the fellow said, "I said 'in lieu of war'." Were there any bashful faces? No.


Magnus brought up the Washington Consensus, and how there appears to be a less well-defined Beijing Consensus, and another worthy piped up. "Who'd want to live under a Beijing Consensus? The US has always been a benign superpower, so the Washington Consensus totally makes sense."


I've not heard the US being called 'benign' by too many people, but the fun didn't end there. Another fellow jumped up. "Two million Vietnamese killed. 'Benign'? Now China - there's a civilisation that's not bellicose."


Amazingly, Magnus seconded that view. Clearly nobody thinks the view of the countries around the South China Sea, or Vietnam or India, or Korea, or even Russia, or Tibet, is worth anything. The Chinese are no less 'benign' than the US, if by 'benign' you mean 'kick 'em in the teeth.'


Of course it's true that while the US hegemony is constantly chafed under, and people like to bash the Americans as often as they like to drink Coke, they also like to run to the Americans for security every time someone else flexes their muscles.


(But I can barely understand why an economic idea such as the Washington Consensus was suddenly interpreted as US hard power.)


Someone else popped up with: "But George, how can we convert your compelling ideas into trades?" Well, as it happens, George was speaking in the long run, ten to twenty years out. Which investment manager has that kind of horizon? They'd just like to make money in the next couple of years before their luck turns.


There was more such guff, but I tuned out shortly thereafter.

Nov 25, 2010

George Magnus at Lunch

UBS organised a lunchtime session yesterday with George Magnus, their Senior Economic Advisor, and author of the recent Uprising: Will Emerging Markets Shape or Shake the World Economy. While Mr Magnus spoke, several investment managers nibbled delicately on Poached and smoked Loch Duart salmon rillete with buckler sorrel, Classic lamb navarin with autumn root vegetables and ratte potato puree, finishing off with White and dark chocolate mousse with chocolate sable, and some coffee. Magnus himself had to pass on his starter, barely got into his main course, and smacked his lips only once upon the dessert.

The question he sought to answer in his book was its subtitle: ‘Will Emerging Markets shake or shape the world economy?’

He broke up the prognosis into 3 indicators:

1. Demographic change: while many Emerging Market (EM) countries are aging rapidly, others (e.g. India, Indonesia, Turkey) are having a boost in working age populations that will continue to last over the next 10-20 years, and can provide a big increase in growth and productivity if they are all gainfully employed. If they aren’t employed, of course, there can be serious social problems.

2. Technological catch-up in EM: some EM countries attain excellence in some aspects of technology (e.g. green tech in China, biotech in India, …). But there isn’t that depth of cultural and social infrastructure that enables them to consistently beat the developed world at all aspects of technical prowess. The catch-up means – for the most part – that the revenues will likely continue to flow into the developed market countries that produce most of the technical knowhow.

3. Climate change: while the worst affected countries by climate change are all EM, they will possibly spend large amounts to develop infrastructure to resist the worst of its effects.

The EM world has developed its manufacturing capacity to supply a world growth rate of about 6% p.a, which was the sort of growth seen in the two decades before the credit crunch. If world growth slows, then this overcapacity can lead to economic problems in the EM as well. And if developed world begins to save more, EM needs to spend more, otherwise we will end up with de-globalisation, protectionism, … As Magnus points out, despite noises at G20 meetings supporting globalisation and open markets, there has been a trend in protectionist measures over past two/three years already impacting about 2% of world trade.

The Chinese seem to understand that they have a part to play in the rebalancing of the world economy, but whether they will actually do anything other than mouth platitudes at 5-year plan announcements remains to be seen.

I got a copy of his book (signed, but not addressed to me) and stepped back into the cold streets of the City. At that same time, another demographic challenge was revealing itself. Students had taken to the streets of London too - only they were protesting increases in their tuition fees as part of UK's fiscal austerity. It's a sad truth: the babyboomers have enjoyed a long, long boom, and will continue to reap its dividends long into retirement, while their children and grandchildren face years of unemployment and relative indigence.

The generational struggle can only get worse.

The first meeting.

Venue - Beijing, August 2002.

We met up with Vladimir Voevodsky and Laurent Lafforgue at the International Congress of Mathematicians - the pre-eminent event in the world of mathematics. The Congress is nothing less than a hybrid between the Olympics and the Nobel Prizes. What it has in common with the former is its quadrennial occurrence, and to present at it is as much an honour as it is for a sportsman to win a medal at the Olympics. And like the Nobel it confers an award, the Fields Medal, which is possibly the greatest prize in mathematics.

We may never learn what occasioned Alfred Nobel so much dislike: mathematics as a discipline, or mathematicians as a community. One thing is for sure, though: he did not declare any share of the prize to mathematicians that might enhance either their prestige or their financial status. Nobel laureates quickly become stars on TV and radio, their bank accounts bulging to the tune of several trailing zeroes; for the rest of their lives, they enjoy the fruit of their labour. Fields medallists, though, are known chiefly to their colleagues, and the prize money itself is so modest that they scarcely have enough to purchase a middling automobile. In addition, there is a severe restriction: the prize can be won only by a mathematician not older than 40 years of age. But none of this diminishes any of the scientific work that is nominated for it. And so the professionals in their thousands descend upon the Congress from all parts of the world, reminiscent of warriors who congregated to measure themselves against each other in ancient times.

In 2002, the Congress held in Beijing was unusual in two ways. It was the first time since the inception of the Fields Medal in 1932 that it was being held in China. Secondly, it was the first time that the prize was being awarded only to two mathematicians, not four as was the usual practice. [My note: this is not true. The first five ICMs had only two prizewinners each, as did the one in 1974.] The quality of achievement of these two men was considered so high that it had been impossible to find another pair equally eminent.

In Beijing, the event had assumed a national importance. I suppose this was no different from the way we conducted the International Festival of Youth in Moscow in 1957. On all TV and radio stations, they transmitted live broadcasts of the events unfolding at the mathematical institute where the Congress was hosted. All manner of strangers, in the markets, on the streets, in the shops, came up and welcomed us when they noticed the badge we wore with the ICM logo. And the prizes themselves were awarded in the great hall of the Chinese parliament by the President, Jiang Zemin. At the centre of all the attention, of course, were two young light-haired Europeans, who looked so alike to the President that he mixed up the medals, and didn't at once realise with whom he should standing to be photographed.

[I translated loosely from Olga Orlova's piece on Polit.Ru. It appears that in 2002, when she first wrote it up to link with the International Congress of Mathematicians at Beijing, the journal that had commissioned it, 'New Model', went out of business without publishing it. She and her editors decided that the content was still relevant in 2006, when the Perelman story was appearing in the world's press in the run-up to the ICM in Madrid.]