DAY 2.9a (numbering has got a bit confused lately)

November 11th, 2019 § 0 comments

Here’s my latest offering in the endless sequence of ruminations on the state of me and/or the world; which will be found at and if you get any enlightenment from that, I wish you joy. I recently learned that the people of Lebanon have been complaining about the theft of their entire seashore (quite long) by the wealthy citizens, who are denying access to it to anyone who doesn’t have a fat entrance fee, see Izzy Tomico Ellis’ twitterfeed (always educational).

On the other hand, if you’re given to worrying about the state of the world – and who isn’t? – you may well, like me , start fretting about the situation of the Oto-Manguean languages, spoken by about 4 million people! And I knew nothing about this huge population, nearly the size of Birmingham, speaking about forty tonal languages, all mutually incomprehensible. Some even include whistles.; some are spoken by only twenty people. The thought of all these people, with their difficulties in communications, trying to survive in a hostile world of people like Mandarin-speakers in their hundreds of millions (I speak not of Anglo-Saxophones), is daunting to say the least. Who will stand up for the Oto-Mangueans, with their tones and whistles? Will you? I’m glad to see that the Mexican government is taking steps to protect them, in their home in the state of Oaxaca.

Meanwhile the European Court has finally taken some steps against the odious Hungarian regime of refoulement etc directed against asylum seekers. Rather than give you the judgment itself, I’ll post a link to the trenchant criticism of its shortcomings from my confrère the European Journal of International Law: it’s at Good reading!

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