Tibet
I'm reading a book right now about the Dalai Lama. He spoke recently on the violence against his people by the Chinese, and the long/slow choking out of Tibetan culture that is underway.
because nothing happens too fast around here.
I'm reading a book right now about the Dalai Lama. He spoke recently on the violence against his people by the Chinese, and the long/slow choking out of Tibetan culture that is underway.
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One cannot envoke the name of the Lama without bringing up Carl Spackler.
So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one - big hitter, the Lama - long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga... gunga, gunga-galunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness." So I got that goin' for me, which is nice.
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