What I think is cool about the Jewish diaspora is that Moses wrote about it. Some would be happy to call it self-fulfilling, but I'd suggest that would be a hasty generalization. Moses mentioned the diaspora more than once, too.

When I was still attending Sunday School they told me a lack of turmoil in the Jewish homeland was one of the signs of the Apocalypse. It wasn't an attempt at brevity either.

On that topic I'm tired of carrying credit cards and ID cards. How long till I can beast-mark myself up and get rid of that wallet weight.

Personal favourite naturally the Karelian diaspora of 1940s, when we brought a sense of humor and relaxed attitude to the rest of the Finland ;-)

Fictional - Feanor and the Flight of Noldor?

i have some peranakans in my family :)

the past couple weeks have been pretty good.. in terms of being relatively calm :)

i'm way behind on school work tho so i'm going to have to shift gears really soon and start putting in more hours a day on my thesis!

those links you had were very interesting.. i'm going to have to buy those books referenced on that straits chinese website.

the dispersion or spreading of something that was originally localized (as a people or language or culture)

You can have this:

In the beginning, there were no earth and no people, only the primordial sea. Bielobog flew over the face of the waters in the shape of a swan and was lonely. Longing for someone to keep him company, he noticed his shadow, Chernobog and rejoiced.

"Let us make land" said Bielobog.

"Let us," said Chernobog, "but where will we get the dirt?"

"There is dirt under the water, go down and get some," answered Bielobog, "but before you can reach it, you must say 'With Bielobog's power and mine'."

Chernobog dived into the water, but said "With My Power", instead of what he was instructed to say. Twice he dived down and neither time did he reach the bottom. Finally, the third time he said "With Bielobog's Power and Mine" and he reached the dirt. Scraping some up with his nails, he brought it to the surface, but hid a grain of dirt in his mouth in order to have his own land.

God then took the dirt from him and scattered it upon the water. The dirt became dry land, and began to grow. Of course, the land in Chernobog's mouth also began to grow and his mouth began to swell. Chernobog was forced to spit and spit to rid himself of all the earth, and where he spit, mountains were formed.

Angered that he was cheated out of his own land, he waited for Bielobog to fall asleep. As soon as the god was sleeping peacefully, Czernobog lifted him up to throw him in the water. In each direction he went, but the land had grown so much, he could not reach the ocean. When Bielobog awoke, Czernobog said "Look how much the land has grown, we should bless it."

And Bielobog said slyly, "I blessed it last night, in all four directions, when you tried to throw me in the water."

This greatly angered Czernobog who stormed off to get away from Bielobog once and for all. In the meantime, the earth would not stop growing. This made Bielobog very nervous as the Heavens could no longer cover it all, so he sent an expedition to ask Czernobog how to make it stop.

Czernobog had since created a goat. When the expedition saw the great god Czernobog riding astride a goat, they couldn't stop laughing. This angered the god and he refused to speak to them. Bielobog then created a bee, and sent the bee to spy on Czernobog.

The bee quietly alit upon Czernobog's shoulder and waited. Soon, she heard him say to the goat "What a stupid god! He doesn't even know that all he has to do is take a stick, make a cross to the four directions and say 'That is enough earth'. Instead he wonders what to do."

Hearing this, the bee buzzed off in excitement. Knowing that he'd been heard, Czernobog yelled after the bee, "Whoever sent you, Let him eat your excrement!".

The bee went directly to Bielobog and said "He said All you need to do is make a cross to the four directions and say 'That is enough earth.' And to me he said 'let whomever sent you eat your excrement'.

So the god stopped the earth from growing and than said to the bee: "Then forever after, let there be no excrement sweeter than yours."

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MHW

PS: I am not responsible for the inconsistent use of quotes in this story. I have corrected commas, that is all.

PPS: This is not diaspora proper. But it's a nice story. Ergo shush.

PPPS: Have added you to 'friends' list. Don't disappoint me.

Let us not forget the dispersing of the Puritans in the founding of the US.

Sadly it seems since the superbowl last year I've been innundated with reminders of this countries puritanical roots :-D

It's not the breast that needs covering it's the milk delivery valve. ;-)

I'll have to think about this one. Dammit, stop making me think!

Thinking can be fun. It's good to be provoked to do it once in a while.