The Mohs Hardness Scale starting with talc at 1 being the softest and ending with diamond at 10 hardest, is universally used around the world as a way of distinguishing minerals. Simply put – the higher the number, the harder the mineral.
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I realized just a few years ago that there were those in my extended family that really didn’t want me to go to my maternal grandparents 50th Wedding Anniversy. They especially didn’t want me in this photo. But I had been drinking beer. So I said to myself and outloud “Nonsense I’m part of the family.” And I went up to get into the picture. That’s me in the white shirt on the far side at the top next to the plastic beer cup. They had to split the family in two with my grandparents youngest child, Bobby, still unmarried at the time in the light brown suit in the middle. Many of those that were most against me were on the far side.
Do you like this better than the Loyal Jurga?
I know, I know, don’t we have to have a Jurga first, the vote is mass head count like ancient Rome. That means my vote doesn’t really mean anything.
What should we do then ?
They need to put an option for a convention to be held on the ballot.
Simple then.
A loya jirga (Pashto: لويه جرګه) is a type of jirga regarded as “grand assembly,” a phrase in the Pashto language meaning “grand council.” A loya jirga is a mass meeting usually prepared for major events such as choosing a new king, adopting a constitution, or discussing important national political or emergency matters. It is also used for resolving disputes in Afghanistan, but also in the Pashtun areas of Balochistan, Khyber Pakhtunkhwa and FATA in Pakistan.[1] In Afghanistan, the loya jirga was originally attended by the Pashtuns, but later included other ethnic groups. It is a forum unique among the Pashtun tribes in which, traditionally, tribal elders meet together.
Canto V [Lovers in Hell]
“Oh living creature, gracious and kind,
through the murky air you come to see us,
we who have stained the world with blood.
Were the king of the universe our friend
we would ask that he commend you peace,
for you have pity on our plight perverse.
That of which you wish to hear and speak,
we will hear and we will tell
while the wind, as now, falls silent.”
“Love, so swift to grasp a tender heart,
is what made him want my once fair form
wrenched from me with much yet felt offense.
Love, which won’t let beloved stay apart
struck me with such strong enjoyment for this man
that, as you see, it has not yet abandoned me.”
Dante Alighieri (1265-1321), from Canto V of Inferno, The Divine Comedy
“Dante in the Underworld” painted by Anselm Feuerbach (1829-80)
Translated by Damsel Plum, 1991
