22 June 2020
The Jaguar Smile – Salman Rushdie
There was a young girl of Nic’ragua
Who smiled as she rode on a jaguar.
They returned from the ride
With the young girl inside
And the smile on the face of the jaguar.
I've always had a weakness for synchronicity, and I felt that the proximity of the birthdays forged a bond. – page 4
It was perhaps also true that those of us who did not have our origins in the countries of the mighty West, or North, had something in common - not, certainly, anything as simplistic as a unified 'third world' outlook, but at least some knowledge of what weakness was like, some awareness of the view from underneath, and of how it felt to be there, on the bottom, looking up at the descending heel. – page 4