It instantiates the fatally ambiguous transitive verb at one or two points. You know the one of which I speak.

I have no problem with grisly questions. But I object to glib responses, and even more to that which reads like doubetalk. And hence originates my disappointment with the Bhagavad Gita.

As Bill Clinton once astutely observed, it depends on the definition of the forbidden verb. And if we do not supply a working definition, do we in fact engage in communication?

Chapter 10 seems to boil down to: if Krishna were an ice cream flavor, He'd be blueberry.

Chapter 11 amounts to: Krishna is the underlying flavor behind all ice cream flavors, which by the way don't really exist, so never mind.