BODY EATS
Linh Dinh
The word minh,
body, has wide application in Vietnamese. It is sometimes used as a first
person pronoun, as in “body has lived here for a long time,” or “body does not
know him.” Body is I. It is also we or us. As in: “Body eat rice; they eat
bread.” Body is also used to address one’s spouse. As in: “Body, what would you
like to eat today?”
A spouse can also be
referred to as “my house.” As in: “My house is not home at the moment. Please
call back later.” To be married is to live in a new house, to be engulfed in
another body.
The core of the
Vietnamese body is not the heart but the stomach. Instead of saying “I don’t
know what’s in his heart,” a Vietnamese would say, “I don’t know what’s in his
stomach.” To be in contentment is to have a happy stomach, vui long. To
be in grief is to have a rotting stomach, thui ruôt. To be in extreme
anguish is to have one’s stomach chopped into pieces, dut ruôt.
Eating is the body’s
primary function. Whatever else the body does, it must an, must eat. To
dress is to an mac, eat and dress. To talk is to an noi, eat and
talk. To have sex is to an nam, eat and lie down with somebody. To be
married is to an o, eat and live with somebody.
To win at anything, a
bet, a soccer match, is simply to an, to eat, an echo back to the days
when to win is to swallow one’s opponent whole, perhaps. To dominate or
decisively defeat someone is to an song, eat raw.
To indulge in pleasures
is to eat and play, an choi. To celebrate is to eat with happiness,
an mung. To go to a party is to eat at a party, an tiec. One doesn’t
celebrate the New Year, one eats during the New Year, an Tet.
To look for work is to
look for something to eat, kiem an. To work is to make and eat, lam
an. A good business prospect is described as having something easy to eat, de
an. To do well in business is to eat customers, an khach.
To spend money is to eat
and digest, an tieu. To take a bribe is to eat money, an tien. To
work an illicit job, thievery, prostitution, is to eat dew, an suong. To
steal is to eat in secret, an trom.
Eating, and how one
eats, becomes a metaphor for nearly everything, as these proverbs testify:
A magpie, starved, eats
banyan fruit. A phoenix, starved, eats chicken shit.
Fish eat ants, ants eat
fish.
Have vegetable, eat
vegetable. Have rice gruel, eat rice gruel.
The smart eat men, the
stupid are eaten.
Tailors eat rags,
artists eat paints.
Father eats salty food,
son's thirsty.
Eating new rice, telling
old stories.
Eat in front, swim
behind.
Eat for real, fake work.
Arrive late, gnaw on a
bone.
Ate rice gruel, pissed
in the bowl.
A bowl of sweat for a
bowl of rice.
A piece of meat is a
piece of shame.
Selling ass to feed
mouth.
Two hands, two eyes are
just enough to feed one stomach.
Better to die sated than
to live hungry.
To be homeless is to eat
the wind and lie with the dew, an gio nam suong. This phase used
to refer to the hardships of a long journey, a concept similar to the English
“travel,” a variation on travail, from the French travailler, to work.
To inherit property is
to eat fragrance and fire, an huong hoa, which refer to the incense and
oil lamp on the ancestral altar present in most Vietnamese homes.
A remote place is
described as where “dogs eat rocks, chickens eat pebbles,” chơ ăn đa gá ăn
sôi.
To be primitive is to
eat fur while living in a hole, an long o lo.
To die is to eat dirt,
an dat.
A common Vietnamese
greeting is, “Have you eaten yet?”
One should always
answer: “After eating dew all night, I’m more than ready to eat and to lie
down.”
speaking of eating, here's linh dinh from november 2012:
ReplyDeleteAmerican democracy is like a restaurant with only two items on the menu, and no matter which one you order, ass or pachyderm, you’re served a toxic and bloody mess. Dissatisfied, you must wait four years to order again, only to receive, once more, a toxic and bloody mess. Bon appetit!
http://www.counterpunch.org/2012/11/07/america-the-blind/
Yeah, Dinh's made quite a few appearances here. If you search his name up top left you will pull up much more, though this reminds me that I'm supposed to remind myself to do a better job with tags, I've just created one for him.
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