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Of Violence and Vainglory
Saturday, February 12, 2000.
Hindus jump up and down and make mess of everything including their own religious and moral foundations just about any time of the night or day. That they call patriotism of the cutting edge. Fundamentalist outfits stage manage violence as if it were a Hollywood production number, all small details planned, rehearsed and executed with finesse that would shame Hitler's massive parades and Panzer divisions marching all over Europe.
Why do they associate their peculiar brand of vainglory with violence may be an issue that is more philosophical than political. Politics in India has an element of violence that cuts across all political parties and small factions. J Jayalalitha's criminal acts while she was the chief minister of Tamil Nadu were punishable and she got punished. Her supporters went berserk over the valid punishment and created a mayhem also broad daylight murder of three innocent college students.
J Jayalalitha does not take responsibility for her criminal acts for which she got a fair trial after nearly eight years or so but she refuses to take the blame for her loyal supporters murdering the innocent school kids. By the way, those who were burned to death in a bus stopped by J Jayalalitha's mad supporters were all female just as she is. Even then J Jayalalitha like politicians have no tear to shed for their own people.
Bihar politics is nothing but illegal, immoral acts of violence, not just during the heated election time such as today. The violence is a main ingredient of political philosophy. All in the name of political pie to be whisked away from the opponents. By hook or by crook and with the help and assistance of bunch of paid and unpaid crooks, yeah, that too, Bihar politicians want to keep the democratic power unto themselves.
If killings and murdering is not bad enough, RSS like Mafia outfits go bonkers over issues that have nothing to do with factional politics. RSS Brahmin boys get up and break something, threat somebody, burn something or demolish something else, all perfectly justified as acts of valor and vainglory.
Bunch of Hindu thugs are going around telling the shop keepers not to offer merchandising to celebrate "Valentine's Day." Valentine's Day is celebrated in the west, especially in north America as a joyous occasion, not a religious day to express one's love. What do these Hindu goons know about love? These bastards prefer the hate mongering, war mongering and mongrel doggy dogging instead.
To my earlier article on Atal Behari Vajpayee's human spirit, "Of Messiah and Mafia," one such Hindu mother fucker responds in kind.
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Yesterday when I went at Sid Harth home his mom was getting fucked with dog and his wife with donkey. Seen was very strange as dog was becoming unable to take out its cock from his mother's pussy!!!!!!!
If this is how mother fucking Hindu intellectuals want to describe their mental anguish towards truth they are free to do so. It makes my writing more appropriate, including my appropriate or inappropriate usage of vulgarity.
Thanks to the BBC dated February 12, 2000.
Sid Harth..."Hindu immigrants in the north America are bringing their filthy mindsets and violating all American values not to forget all American laws and constitutional guarantees of free speech."
Bollywood, Dead at 84
Saturday, February 12, 2000.
Maybe, Mollywood is dead. Bombay was ceremoniously and callously renamed as Mumbai by one of the idiot boys of Bombay, Bal Thackeray, fourth grade Grammar school drop out nincompoop shoveling his Marathi Mafia shit. Tributes and flowers may be sent to the next of kin, Mo, that Jewish princess munching and crunching on Bollywood fueled DVDs as if the world does not exist, just some Bollywood song and dance routines, running around the trees, and Govinda doing his pagan dance with scantily clad actress wannabe bimbos throwing themselves at famous casting couch to get from nowhere to nowhere.
Lot is made about the funny business of rags to riches in Indian movie industry which was not any kind of industry till someone thought it was a good idea to get some cheap loans legitimately rather than depend upon bunch of wealthy Banias and criminal Mafia underworld dons.
The fact remains that the dream machine got simply old and died of old age. No new innovative thinking. No new sense of social responsibility. No idea as to what people want in entertainment. Just Hollywood's successful forties formula of mishmash and empty shell filled with fluffed up fake romance and exposed flesh titillating and tantalizing of the young but foolish desi crowd.
When Satyajit Ray, V Shataram broke the mould people thought that the medium found some soul. Apart from some good exposure in the west, some accolades from Hollywood independent minded directors, some trophies and awards, plaques and cups the idealists took a plunge.
V Shantaram who produced realistic, gut wrenching movies also became a prey to greed and made movies in the style that was once Hindi movie makers' private patch. V Shantaram's 'Jhanak Jhanak Payal Baje' was as blase and passe as Kardar's Mughal-e-Azam, flashy and trashy.
Jaya Bhaduri and Amitabh Bachhan made quality movies but the general audience ignored their efforts. Even the famous movie on Mahatma Gandhi had to be in typical Hollywood style with massive sets and thousand extras thrown in to imitate Ben Hur like blockbusters. Gandhi swept practically all the Hollywood awards, some eleven in top slots and brought lot of pride in India's icon industry.
In the land where diamonds like Kohinoor came from the dirt, they are making Rhine stone studded costume jewelry to meet the excessive demands of the village idiots. The land known for the playwrights of exceptional talents from ancient times to modern age, where Bharata's "Natyashastra' could compare with the finest of Greek stage, they are pushing the buttons and pop comes a pot boiler or something to that order.
I would not miss Bollywood's death as I stopped watching that filth long time ago.I don't know about Mo. Maybe this Jewish princess would go to Varanasi, shave her head and beg forever for the loss of her innocence to the fate. Cruel Hindu customs and culture which forces their virgins to marry rich old fogies may rejoice. These virgin widows at the death of their older husbands turn into profitable fodder of prostitution industry of Lakireddy Balireddy like mother fuckers.
Thanks to the Rediff dated February 12, 2000.
Sid Harth..."Hindu bastards of north America are pests and perverts, prevaricators and pathetic pansies." |
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