‘Inat’ describes a trait- a rare word bestowed on the Serbs by the finally-beaten Turks. A kind of fierce, clever and unyielding tenacity in the face of injustice. Inat doesn't let go, no matter the cost to self.
Unvaxxed, oddly-hated Novak Djokovic embodies Inat.
"The GOAT of tennis and bodily autonomy." says Yuri Besmenov.
"Inat lies at the very quick of our being" asserts writer Momo Kapor (who I crush on as I do Sage)
As an Inat-infused writer, I could have made the big bucks cranking out sweet, inoffensive metaphysical or inspirational goo. Instead, I write books like "Psycho Taxi Boy on a Terribly Hot Sunday Night with the Southern Baptist Convention."
As a Thai therapist, when I saw how doctors and chiros, treated patients in pain, especially the elderly, my Inat came into play.
After giving the docs the best Thai massage for their ills, (which they would not recommend for their patients) I would tell them plainly that I was going to put them to shame every day of the week. I would take time, heart, wit and wisdom and figure out how to make the people better and I would expose them for what they were…. Inat.
Now...am I against good doctoring? Not at all, but for myself and my people, learn to think, use common sense and exercise your will.