(Random thoughts, in 1996, of an evolving, changing mind*.) Butter Chicken in Ludhiana is a hilarious book, though having admired its author greatly, and perhaps too much, I suddenly began to ask myself, “Who does Pankaj Mishra think he is?” [Okay, he is a writer, and so am I. Writers write stuff.] For it is…
Some people believe that restrictions on language — official or social censorship of speech and writing — compel writers and other artists to be more creative, and these restrictions are therefore a good thing. While this argument has some merit, on the whole, restrictions on language are restrictions on thought, which must reflect natural speech…
Formatting my 2000 book Impressing the Whites in order to make it easily available on createspace.com and Amazon, I was surprised by some lines in the document (yes, authors write many books, and sometimes forget much of what they’ve written in their earlier books), such as this paragraph: … as the number of wars and…
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