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The targh Herder
A warrior of old was training targhmey for the ring. One day, someone who wished to purchase a targh of good fighting stock approached him. The customer pointed to a fine example of the breed and said, “I would like to buy that one.” The warrior said, “I will not sell that one, as he is not ready to be sold.

Several weeks later the customer returned, asking if the targh was ready. “Not yet” replied the warrior, “He is full of fight, he is vain and confident of his own strength.”

Ten more days passed and the customer returned again, inquiring about the targh. “Not yet” the warrior replied, “He still gets that angry look in his eyes and attacks without warning.”

Another ten days passed and the customer returned once again. The warrior met him and said, “Now he is ready, he is a mature animal. When another targh approaches, neither does he flinch nor do his eyes flicker. He stands as a targh of iron. Other targhmey will take one look at him and flee.” BACK

"Fill the empty glasses, empty the full glasses, For such is the circle of life"
In the days when I was first being educated in the ways of our most noble Klingon race, I often thought of these words as useless. I often thought of them as the pointless words of an old drunkard who had failed to die in battle. To think that all life revolved around drinking was, to me at least, ludicrous.

On the eve of my first battle the warriors of my unit, myself included, gathered as so many have before us to discuss the forthcoming battle. This gathering was held in one of the many taverns located in the capital city of our garrison planet. As those of us who were young and new to the art of war stood and listened to those who had survived uncounted victories, we drank. That night as many of us procured a variety of local, and imported drinks for our fellow warriors I was able to think about my childhood and its forthcoming end.

I realized that one could not truly understand the words of a warrior until that one has been to war. I realized that the sharing of food and drinks among comrades facilitated a much-needed bond between us. I realized that in an empire that is no stranger to famine, the sharing of such feasts is much more that simple ceremony. That night I learned about Klingon unity, I learned that if we do not live together then we will die separately. I learned that the circle of life is indeed reflected in the filling of glasses with ones comrades, and more so in the emptying of those same glasses with those same comrades. If we can learn nothing from war and that which surrounds it than we can learn nothing from peace either. But if the observation of the circle of life teaches us anything it teaches us not to fear our own mortality, but to cherish it.

As the evening ended that night so long ago, my commander spoke slowly and purposely the words I had grown up hearing, but had never understood. "Fill the empty glasses, empty the full glasses. For such is the circle of life." and on that night, the eve of my first battle, I finally understood what they meant. BACK

qeylIS te qaS
Why is it that qeylIS is called Unforgettable while molar is called the Tyrant? It is in fact quite obvious that molar is at least as unforgettable as qeylIS. The story of qeylIS could not, after all, be told without molar. Now if both molar and qeylIS are unforgettable then is it not also true that both qeylIS and molar are tyrants?

What makes a king a tyrant? Is it strength over one’s subjects; is it the exercise of that very strength? It can not be that alone or else all kings would be tyrants. Some scholars have said that a tyrant holds solid to his perceived vision and imposes his fanatical ways upon his citizens often by force or terror, Well that, it would seem, describes qeylIS quite well.

qeylIS had a vision, his grand plan of conquest or as he called it unification. If only all tlhInganmey would unite under one king then they could get on with life. Coincidentally qeylIS envisioned himself as that one king. qeylIS realized that extending his way of thinking was the key to his kingdom. This key was extended by force. The current heirs to the cult of qeylIS would have you forget that qeylIS raised an army up against molar. qeylIS took the kingdom by simple, conventional, time proven WAR! Some of the followers of qeylIS will tell you that this is not true, that qeylIS rules with compassion, that he conquered with reason not with arms. Is this any less of a tyranny than an all out physical war? Not when taken within the appropriate historical context.

In the time that qeylIS and molar lived in, tlhInganmey as a race did not have advanced technology nor had tlhInganmey met with or even conceived of other races. tlhInganmey of this period were warriors in a more pure sense. Those who were critical of the old ways are fond of calling these warriors “primitive”. Now to a warrior of this ilk war was even more a part of daily life than it is for a modern tlhIngan. So to impose a whole new way of thought and reasoning on these warriors is no less an assault then to bear arms against them directly. qeylIS used a new kind of weapon, but without a doubt he used a weapon. Yet again we see the true tyranny of qeylIS. Now comes the hardest of questions raised by this line of thought: Was qeylIS wrong?

No, qeylIS was not wrong. Without his conquest or another like it the empire as we know it would not have been possible. tlhInganmey would not have become the formidable force we are today. But just as honor dictates that blame go where blame is due, credit must also go where credit is due. Scholars warn us not to forget history lest we become doomed to repeat it.

There are many historical figures that must be remembered, just as qeylIS must be, so each may be justifiably called “unforgettable” I say let qeylIS be known for his actions, not for a mythical image perpetuated by terra’ngan loving cult fanatics. qeylIS acted with no more or less tyranny than any before him, but what set him apart was conquest. Conquest and victory!

Next time you raise up your Warnog raise it up to qeylIS the Conqueror. One of the greatest warriors to ever walk the soil of the Homeworld.  BACK

tlhInganpu’ & the Golden Rule
Do unto others, as you would have them do unto you. What an utterly human concept, right? What does this have to do with being a tlhIngan? It has everything to do with being a tlhIngan. What the Humans have for generations called the golden rule is at once both completely Human and inherently tlhIngan.

tlhInganmey don't lie. That much is known fact. Lying is dishonorable. But if all tlhInganmey don't lie then no tlhIngan would be expected to lie. tlhIngan children grow up learning about honor and justice, about quests and feuds, about challenges and combat. And although it is unspoken as a single concept they learn about the golden rule.

tlhInganmey take what they are told at face value. tlhInganmey expect the truth, and in fact are quite ruthless when they do not receive it. This does not just include truth and lying it expands to cover honor and dishonor. A tlhIngan will tell the truth because he expects to be told the truth and a tlhIngan would treat one with honor because he expects to be treated with honor. If this is not the golden rule in action then what is?

Humans are a forgiving lot. You can smite them on one cheek and they will turn to you the other cheek. Smite a tlhIngan on the cheek and loose your own cheek, if not your head. This is also true of conversation. Lie to a tlhIngan and be forever dishonored. The dishonorable have no such expectations under the golden rule. Lie once and you will never deserve the truth again! This perhaps is the true meaning of the tlhIngan proverb: Speak wisely or do not speak at all.

As a tlhIngan each action you make, including speaking, holds a great prize in the balance. Your reputation, your life, your very being is a stake with each word or deed. Remember the lessons learned as a child and you will do well. Perhaps the aforementioned proverb could be extended to say: Act wisely or do not act at all. The foremost tlhIngan wisdom is that of honor, so perhaps it is not unreasonable to extend this to: Act honorably or do not act at all. I ask you, is this not the same thing as Do unto others, as you would have them do unto you?

Each of us must find our own honor in this life. We must not however forsake the honor of our most noble tlhIngan race. From the time we are small until the end of our lives we are surrounded by honor and the threat of dishonor. Whether we, as do the Humans, call it the golden rule or not. The message is still the same. It is still the law that we must live by, lest we become the very beasts upon our dinner tables. Filthy and unknowing, loosing even our language, without which we are nothing.  BACK