political correctness

i gaze at the spectacular shwedagon paya, possibly myanmar’s most sacred site. myanmar (or burma depending on your social interpretation), is a country of polar opposites with itself and nothing is what it seems. it is safe and dangerous. rough and comfortable. ugly and drop dead gorgeous at the same time.

the part about things not being what they seem, is something far more serious, and perhaps one of my harsher realisations on this trip. i learn more and more, why religion and politics is so brotherly close, that it should be kept in institutions of their own. devastating wars have been fought in both the names of religion and liberation in the past. yes, it is happening in the world today too.

myanmar is one of them.