On the Edge of the Lake (scroll down for life on the lake.)

Here are some more pictures of people who live on Tonle Sap lake, in Cambodia, at the end of the lake  near Siem Reap
Houses on the edge of the lake. When the lake fills, the water will come almost to floor level. On the opposite side of the house (where you can't see) steps lead down to the road level.
Housing on the edge of the lake.
In the midst of poverty, a mobile phone tower.

Some Photos of the Floating Village in Cambodia

 Some new photos: In Cambodia there is a whole community that lives in boats, flaoting houses built of floors of thick bamboo, and deconstructable houses on stilts in the middle of the Tonle Sap lake. These people fish, and also keep live stock (in cages, on floors of floating bamboo) on the lake. Here are some photos. At the height of the rany season, some of them dismantle their houses and move them to land.

In the rainy season this house can be dismantled.


The school


Pigs in floating cage
Me on boat in Tonle Sap

An Interesting Site About Amish and ex-Amish

Withing 12 hours of posting the book review below I got a comment from a guy who runs this website, about people who disagree with Amish and support people who leave the church. The issue of people confusing  culture with religious rules is so similar to what crops up in Hirsi Ali’s and Ishad Manji’s books about what’s Islam and what’s North African or what’s Arabic culture. Take a look at his site. Whether you’re Christian or not, it’s intersting. (See the link below.) There is a six-part BBC documentary about a couple of families that leave/get expelled from the Amish. One of the critical issues is that they are reading the Bible in English! Most Amish are given Bibles in Old German, which they can’t understand. But of course, information is power, and restricting the ability of the ordinary Amish to understand what’s in the Bible helps the elders to maintain power over the flock.


And I Always Thought the Amish were Just Cute and Cuddly

I have just finished reading “Crossing Over” by Ruth “Irene” Garrett (Harper 2003.) I had always pictured the Amish as those cute folksy old guys with their horse and buggies, just living their 1600s lifestyle in the 20th century. Well, cute they may be, until you try to leave them.

The picture Garret  paints of life in the Amish is of a very joyless existence, with an overbearing father, dominance of the men over the women, psychological manipulation, a religion fixated on hell, and a desire on her part not to end up with the diminished life her mother has lead. In this she reminds me of Ayaan Hirsi Ali and her description of her Somali Muslim family (see elsewhere in this blog).

Amish are bought up for childhood to believe that the “English” (read non-Amish) world is full of sin and depravity, only the Amish will be saved, and anyone who leaves the Amish church must be shunned (unless perhaps you leave for the closely related Mennonite church – see Wikipedia for an explanation of Mennonite and Amish). In practical terms, your family won’t speak to you (except for the purpose of telling you that your soul is going to hell and you need to repent and come back.) Irene Garret made the mistake of falling in love with the “English” mini-bus driver the family employed when they needed to go longer distances than the horse and buggy are good for. But Irene marries the driver (“Ottie”) and is excommunicated from the church.

Amish horse and buggy

When she tries to visit her family, she must do it by surprise in order to avoid a group of the (male) elders ganging up on her and turning the visit into some psychological browbeating session. (Compare Hirsi Ali’s description of the clan conference called when her relatives find out where she is in Holland.)

The family’s letters to Irene after she leaves consist of little more than manipulative repetitions of the pain her leaving has caused everyone, how ‘empty” the home is without her, and how unless she returns she will go to hell. An organised boycott of Ottie’s calendars (which contain photos of Amish buggies) and of his published directory of Amish families lead to his forced sale of the business at a loss. Not nice, eh?

Why do some religions behave like this?

Once you have a group that believes it and it alone hold the pathway to heaven, it provides a justification for limiting members’ contacts with the outside world. If you meet enough people of other beliefs you might just discover that they are in most cases morally no better nor worse than you and your kin. And then what would happen to in-group conformity?

Shunning is a cruel form of emotional blackmail to keep members in line.

And the dominance of men over women? Leaves me puzzled. Like Amish, like Islam like the Roman Catholic church. Do these guys realise how much they have in common?

 Church members  are not taught to think independently and question, and this in turn again makes Garrets experience of the Amish similar to Hirsi Ali’s experience of Islam. If women were taught to think for themselves, argue and debate, who knows what might happen to the existing power structures. But that’s not likely to happen in the Amish church anytime soon.