Originally Posted by
Wazmo Nariz
Prostrating oneself means to lie belly-down, as a priest does at his consecration. Bowing has nothing to do with prostrating. But shit, believe what you want to. It's clear you don't want fact or accuracy.
Try again.
Waz
Originally Posted by
Wazmo Nariz
Suggesting appropriate word usage is hardly a matter of "defending the dark lord." Wingers are just looking for something else to whine about. They whined because he didn't go to Killeen soon enough. They whined because he observed correct protocol with the Emperor of Japan. The will be whining about something else tomorrow. It just goes with being a tight-assed republican.
If you have a real dictionary, look up the word "prostrate" then get back to me when you actually understand what the word means. I see that I have a lot of work to do here.
waz
Maybe it's YOU that needs to try again. Not everything is left to the "simple minded" and a single dictionary reference.
From Wikipedia, and I think this is EXACTLY what the others have been using the word as ...
Prostration is the placement of the body in a reverentially or
submissively prone position. Major world religions employ prostration either as an act of submissiveness to God or gods, or as a means of embodying reverence for a noble person, persons or doctrine. Within various cultures and traditions, prostrations are similarly used to show respect to civil authorities and more accomplished masters.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prostrate
And there's a reason you will be hard pressed to see other world leaders PROSTRATING to the man as Obama did. By far, and without a doubt, almost every other leader, and certainly not prior US Presidents, give a simple bow at eye level out of respect - but DO NOT bow below the other man as that is a sign that you are bowing to your leader.
And for you to imply the word is SOLELY used for one meaning, and has nothing to do with bowing, shows that members here have a lot of work to do for YOU.
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