Arvind Sood

"If history could teach us anything, it would be that private property is inextricably linked with civilization." Ludwig von Mises

What is true for Indian immigrants in the US may not be true for Indians in Canada as we've not done a good job selecting Not all Indians are alike!

@Bratt_world 2 continuous days of sunshine in GVA? Don't buy a lottery ticket. You already had your run of good luck!

Zero snow this winter and plus 20 most of April Dang 👀

@omarali50 'Sister' - did not know Pakistan was a she/her always thought of it as a he/him

Saudis are being so nice, it is almost comical now. MBS is clearly shitting his pants since the US lost the war..

@shen_shiwei In response to Mao's question Bhutto Sahib replied "Sir - Pakistan is at a 'Naazuk Mod', but with aid from your country we will turn a corner. Inshallah" The elderly Mao said - may it always be so; and since that day, Pakistan has been at a 'Naazuk Mod'!

In May 1976, Pakistani Prime Minister Zulfikar Ali Bhutto paid a visit to China. At the time, Chairman Mao in his twilight years had difficulties speaking and walking. Nonetheless, he agreed to meet the Pakistani guests at his Zhongnanhai residence on May 27, and asked Bhutto about the development of Pakistan. That was the last time Mao met with foreign guests.

🇵🇰Pakistani President Asif Ali Zardari presented a flower basket to the bronze statue of🇨🇳Chaiman Mao Zedong at Mao's hometown of Shaoshan, Hunan province, despite of rains and wind. Chairman Mao had a strong emotional bond with Pakistan. On May 27, 1976, Chairman Mao met with Pakistani Prime Minister Zulfikar Ali Bhutto, his last meeting with foreign guests. At the time, Chairman Mao was in his twilight years had difficulties speaking and walking. Nonetheless, he agreed to meet the Pakistani guests.

Khaled al-Assad was the heroic Syrian archaeologist who was tortured and publicly beheaded by Islamic State extremists on August 18, 2015, for refusing to give up the hidden treasures of Palmyra..... The Syrian Archaeologist was director for 40 years of the Archaeological site and the Museum of Palmyra and for many decades the head of the site's excavations. On August 18, 2015, he was brutally murdered by public beheading because he refused to reveal where he had hidden archaeological findings in order to protect them from jihadists. His mutilated body was first hung on a street lamp and then on a Greco-Roman column of the ancient city, with a sign "Director of Idolatry", which listed the "crimes" of his work: "apostasy", the representation of his country in "conferences of infidels" and his talks with "heretical Iran". His head was placed on the ground directly below his mutilated body, where he ironically put on his characteristic glasses in order to mock his "sanity". In the weeks that followed the murder, IS destroyed several iconic parts of Palmyra from 1st-2nd centuries that were considered ‘idolatrous’. Khaled Asaad's body was one of three corpses found near the ancient city of Palmyra, according to official media, four years after it was recaptured from ISIS by Syrian government forces. A friend of Asaad, antiquities official Maamoun Abdulkarim, said the 82-year-old had refused to leave Palmyra even once the militants closed in. 'I was born in Palmyra and will stay in Palmyra and will not leave even if costs me my blood,' Asaad is said to have replied. The murder and desecration of the dead body of such a great and world-renowned scientist is a bad omen for the future of humanity and especially for the scientific field of culture. We must understand that even in the 21st century, nothing is taken for granted when it comes to the protection of antiquities and the world’s cultural heritage. We all have a responsibility to protect historic sites as a public benefit that is integrally connected to the fundamental goals of free nations and all humanity in the uncertain, nihilistic violence, and widespread ignorance of the modern day. Their destruction, the erasure of classics and other works, the exclusion of the younger generation from historical knowledge—all done so under the guise of a fabricated religious cohesion, a phony "social peace," an absolute "politically correct rationality," and new definitions of "purity"—represent a new form of extremism that today threatens the foundations and principles of civilization as we know it, as well as the enduring contributions of various cultures to it. As members of the cultural community, we honor a great scientist and, more importantly, a brave man who stood his ground against the withering missionaries. Khalid al-Assad is a contemporary cultural martyr. Let his sacrifice serve as a constant example and a beacon amid the darkness of all forms of nihilism, geostrategic games, fanaticism in religion, and moral and spiritual decay. © The Archaeologist #archaeohistories

@Frankisalegend1 Indians make Jihad on trees There is no other way to put it. Even 'parks" in urban India will have 'rose gardens', but the trees will all be ripped out!

I think it was Cyril Radcliffe who described summer in the North Indian plain as "the mouth of hell" Wishing my Indian friends a timely monsoon! Please drink lots of water

The little racist from Woodstock has been arrested. He assaulted an elderly Sikh man for merely existing. This is the state of 🇨🇦. I need this video shared all around the world. Look at this little twat wearing Walmart Raptors gear acting like a tough guy. Disgusting.

@BigWillyStyle02 @TheDeportReport @grok Seems you are out of luck or Grok - they are saying the guy in the Orange turban "assaulted a lady" (likely by tugging at her hair) Then there are denials and accusations back-and-forth

@TheDeportReport @grok translate from Punjabi to English

💥 BREAKING: Fighting between indians yelling unintelligibles has erupted inside of the Legislative Assembly of Ontario.

B.C.’s UNDRIP law was doomed from the start. By Jody Wilson-Raybould (@Puglaas) As Wilson-Raybould said in 2016: "Simplistic approaches, such as adopting the Declaration as being Canadian law, are unworkable and, respectfully, a political distraction to undertaking the hard work to actually implement it.” She was attacked from all sides at the time. And will be again, by some. #bcpoli #cdnpoli theglobeandmail.com/opinion/articl…

@catoletters @DA_Stockman Which reminds me Mr. Cato - you have not tweeted from James Joyce's Ulysses for a long time The algorithm will get you

Fair Use excerpt from @DA_Stockman To wit, the blithering fool domiciled in the Oval Office started a war thinking it would be snatch-and-grab Maduro 2.0 type operation, but now has no idea whatsoever about how to end it.

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@SamaHoole Sama - the 'vanaspati ghee' branding was very deadly as it played on Indians' attachment to vegetarianism. My own neighbours switched on this logic. My grandfather never bought it and ate only Ghee and butter all his life. He died just past the age of 100

Your grandmother cooked in butter. Or ghee. Or lard. Or tallow. Whatever fat came off the animal that lived near her. Your mother cooked in margarine, or vanaspati, or whatever the TV advert told her was modern. You cook in refined sunflower oil. Three generations. Three cooking fats. One global cardiovascular epidemic that nobody can quite explain. India is the cleanest example of the pattern, because the timeline is compressed and the documents still exist. For four thousand years, Indian cooking ran on ghee. Clarified butter from the cow. Central to Ayurveda, essential to every dal, every sweet, every samosa. It kept for months without a fridge. It carried the fat-soluble vitamins from the grass the cow ate. Then in 1937, a Dutch trading company partnered with Lever Brothers and launched Dalda. Dalda was hydrogenated vegetable oil dressed up as ghee. Cottonseed, later palm. Cheap. Modern. Scientific. The first proper multi-media ad campaign India had ever seen. Short films in cinemas. Painted vans touring villages. Street-side sampling. Leaflets at the market. The message was always the same. Real ghee is expensive. Dalda is progress. By 1950, Dalda was in half of urban Indian kitchens. By 1980, vanaspati ghee accounted for the majority of household cooking fat in the country. Three generations of Indian mothers fed their children a product that was roughly 40% trans fat by weight. Trans fats are, by a wide margin, the most cardiovascular-damaging substance ever put into the human food supply. India's heart disease rates climbed through the 70s, 80s, and 90s to among the highest on earth. Type 2 diabetes, almost unknown in the traditional population, became endemic. The Indian Heart Association started running national campaigns. The government finally restricted industrial trans fats in 2021. Eighty-four years after Dalda launched. But the cultural damage was done. Desi ghee, the thing Indian kitchens had run on for four millennia, became a special-occasion food. Something for Diwali. Something grandmother used to make. The everyday cooking moved to refined sunflower, refined soybean, refined palm. Not even the Dalda tin with the green palm tree. The ghee survived only in a small fraction of households still making it the traditional bilona way, from A2 milk, slowly, by people who mostly call it a hobby. The same advert ran everywhere. The product name changed. The outcome did not. Britain got margarine. America got Crisco. India got Dalda. The campaigns were successful. The trans fats arrived. The cardiac wards are now monuments to that success. The traditional fat is still being made. It used to be called Tuesday.

@catoletters The French were in it as well. Reclaim the lost 'gloire' of your patrie - all while stealing their oil

Remember when Obama and Hillary turned Khadaffy’s harmless Libyan dictatorship into a barbaric no man’s land now ruled by brutal warlords

Will Gujjus get $ from city hall on 01-May @TheophanesRex? What good is Gujarat day if there is no cash?

Advertising Indian cheese Modi-ji must be really hard hit by Biraadar Mulk stealing 5 mins in the limelight playing messenger b/w Yankees and Persians

@JavierBlas @EIAgov The less you produce of your own, the less 'popular' you are, the more you have to stockpile - would be my best guess

CHART OF THE DAY: The size of the 🇨🇳 Chinese strategic petroleum reserve is mind blowing: larger than 🇺🇸 US + 🇯🇵 Japan + the whole of 🇪🇺 Western Europe combined. Via @EIAgov — more: eia.gov/todayinenergy/…

You walk past a field. There is a bull in it. That is what you see. A bull. In a field. Have a closer look. The grass under his hooves is deeper-rooted than it looks. Two, three feet down in places, because his grazing has been stimulating root growth for the six years he has been in this field. Those roots are pulling atmospheric carbon into the soil at a rate the climate modellers would weep over if they ever thought to measure it. The soil itself is alive. A single teaspoon from beneath Gerald contains more microorganisms than there are humans on earth. Bacteria. Fungi. Protozoa. Nematodes. A functioning microbial civilisation built by his manure, year after year, pat after pat, feeding a soil structure that holds rainwater like a sponge. The earthworms are working. Roughly 400 per square metre under a well-grazed pasture, which is approximately ten times the count in the arable field two hedges over. They are aerating the soil, cycling nutrients, and feeding the badger who patrols the field at night. The dung beetles are on duty. Up to a hundred species compete for a fresh cowpat in a British summer. They bury it. They break it down. They aerate the ground as they go. Without them the pasture would stop functioning within a year. The cowpat itself, fresh, supports roughly 300 species of invertebrate in its first week of existence. Flies. Beetles. Wasps. Parasitic nematodes. A small, smelly ecosystem the size of a dinner plate, which Gerald produces ten to fifteen times a day. The hedgerow around his field is dense because Gerald keeps eating the shoots that try to grow outwards. It supports, in turn, around 2100 species of invertebrate, bird and wildflower. The skylark is nesting in it. The wren is hunting it. The hedgehog is using it as a corridor to the next field. The yellowhammer is on the gate. The pipit is on the wall. The swifts are working the air above Gerald's head, because the flies around him are what they eat. The barn owl quarters the field at dusk, because the short-grazed grass lets her see the voles. The wildflowers along his field boundary number, at last count, 31 species. Tormentil. Eyebright. Bird's-foot trefoil. Self-heal. Red clover. The wildflowers support the bees. The bees support the pollination of the next farm's orchard. The orchard supports the apples being pressed in the village. A horseshoe bat was recorded feeding over the field last August. First record in the parish in thirty years. The soil beneath Gerald has gained approximately 1.5 tonnes of carbon per hectare per year since he arrived. His field alone has offset the annual emissions of about forty British households. Gerald does not know any of this. Gerald is eating grass. He has been eating grass, continuously, for four years, on the same 12-acre field, and in that time he has supported more biodiversity, more carbon sequestration, and more ecological complexity than most conservation projects with a salaried team and a press office. He has done it for free. He requires only rain and grass. He has asked for nothing. People are trying to cancel Gerald for this.

@MrMaitra WB govt. has treated the Memorial rather shabbily. Last time I went, the grounds were not properly maintained, and there was a terrible smell in the entrance hall. I have advocated raising ticket prices so the idlers (who are numerous in Calcutta) find something else to do.