Sunday, February 13, 2000.

RSS Devil, Rajendra "Rajju Bhaiya" Singh is playing Devil. So what did you expect him to play, God? Come to think of it the Devil worshipping Hindus have no such duality principle in their religion. The Devil worshiping as is God worshipping is at one's discretion. Zandewalan Devil created BJP bastard boys and the boys are having tough time to manage their affairs without or with Devil's claws bothering them at every turn of events.

Mo cannot see this Devil. Mo thinks this Devil is an Ustad, a Hindi term for athletic guru. Some RSS athletics. They want to micro manage the government of India and still call themselves as an organization with no interest in politics.

The politics of Zandewalan Brahmin cabal is more like Dr. Jai Maharaj's stealing copyright material from others and giving himself the certificate that such an act is "for education purposes." Yeah, give me a break. That Hawaiidiot is a self promoting monster. So is saffron mother fuckers marauding under disguises. One critic in RSS' own standard propaganda rag, "Panchajanya," writes his commentary blasting Atal Behari Vajpayee under a pseudonym rather than being honest to himself and his parochial readers. That kind of ding bat logic is a common feature for the feces fascists both within the boundaries of India and their California computer coolie cabal.

These cowards question the patriotism of just about everyone, including of those who are patriotic of the first order. The fucked up logic is that one must never suspect these rascals' motives and manners but be subject to their own brand of moral and ethical pillory. Brahmin bubbas live in their own mirage where separate sets of rules apply that in this mundane world where laws determine, as much as possible the nature of good versus bad behavior.

That mother fucking millionaire Hindu, Lakireddy Balireddy of California's village gives him one hundred percent honor. Why do people whose daughters are exported for immoral prostitution in America give such whole hearted support to the criminals like Lakireddy Balireddy? For the same reasons the village idiots give good marks to the Zandewalan Devil, Rajendra "Rajju Bhaiya" Singh. Because they see no evil, hear no evil and speak no evil, especially so if the object is evil incarnate like RSS don, dog, donkey, whatever.

The dumbass Brahmin boys don't want their dirty laundry washed in public. The Water scandal is not the first one and it shall not be the last. The truth is ignored for the ganja snorting guru's white faced lies. So what is this bastard Rajju is trying to tell the world that Mo cannot hear? Rajju is saying that he owns the land, period. Rajju's word must not be questioned, not even by the democratically elected prime minister of his own cabal.

Thanks to the Hindu dated February 13, 2000.

Sid Harth..."With such revelations Brahmin dogs still maintain that India is a democracy, nay, the largest democracy in the world. It is largest shit pot, for heaven's sake, bar none."

Sunday, February 13, 2000.

Looks like Devil Rajju needs some sphincter soothing cream as he is being royally creamed, you know what that means, ass creamed by the NDA partners of no less importance to hold the twenty-four opportunistic coalition.

Dravida Munnetra Kazhagam, DMK party's boss of all bosses, who happens to be chief minister of southern state, a one hundred percent "Madrassi," local war lord who survived the political assassination from his arch enemy, J Jayalalitha and being dubbed as a new sleeping partner to carry on the Tamil Nadu politics to Delhi started all this putsch in the palace.

M Karunanidhi sent a polite request, some do get attention by such politically correct approach, I don't, that turned the attention of major coalition partners to take a close look at Devil Rajju's back door entry into the palace. Rajju, of course denies any political lobbying. Why, Rajju declares that he does not care for any and all political brinkmanship. He is sort of deluded dunce whom any private or public criticism means nothing.

RSS is a secret society of chosen, mostly Brahmin rascals, rogues and ruffians. It keeps tabs on all from their Zandewalan Devil's dormitory. The lack of appreciation of RSS' vast criminal empire makes them more atavistic in their attitude among which is their patented mass mayhem tricks to rearrange the religious, social and political milieu.

What is RSS problem of due recognition by the Indian intellectuals, whom these rascals call "Pseudo-secular." Mother fuckers have such catch phrases to describe a live and thinking Indian educated class, among them are all RSS think tank turds and nerds.

If they hate intellectuals so much and would like some degree of respect from such independent thinking successful middle class how come they play dumb to the reality. The reality that of all the good things they claim to do for the nation, the bad things they do outnumber any residual effect of their hard work.

Samata party's spokesperson, Jaya Jaitley, the good Jaitley as against NDA's bad boy, Arun Jaitley, the guy who is up to his nose in Deepa Mehta's "Water," scandal, sums up very nicely. No favoritism is to be shown to all those parochial organizations including her party's advocacy group, "Samajwadi Abhiyan" Socialist Activists.

I love Jaya Jaitley, no because she is smart but she is fair to all. What is this need for RSS boys to be wearing their heinous Hindu hearts on the sleeve, chest, lapel for? RSS has been in the government since the good old days of British Raj. Since it is a secret society where one recognizes the secrecy more than the truth, RSS boys drop all outward connections and freely move among the government hierarchy. I have alluded to one nice article that shows how three generations of devout RSS operatives have survived the good days and bad days of RSS.

The brainwashing that RSS boys do is of the finest kind. Once they turn the heads of little boys the little boys never lose their objectives. They become brainwash experts themselves and pass the heritage to their children and grand children as was witnessed in Gujarat.

Nobody should count the numbers of kids and youth attending the RSS evening sessions. That kind of brainwashing technique is found unsuitable for this day and age of TV, sports and other distractions. RSS depends on the basic brainwashing unit, the homes of all those who sold their souls to the Devil long time ago and are little Devils operating as franchise holders for the Devil's dogma.

With this kind of widespread rot in the society who is to determine that RSS is not allowed in not only the government but all the major private and public seats of power?

I know a Bombay man, a rich, self made billionaire, very successful and very shrewd businessman, who devotes most of his energy in promoting the RSS philosophy. He publishes the material favoring RSS ideology and the political philosophy of the saffron kind. This good man is our secret RSS operative and functions in a society where his dog tags declaring him to be an RSS man are never seen.

A fine example of how RSS decided to vanish and still operate. Who is to question this rich man's power? He has opinions and his opinions can be marketed just as good as anybody else's. He is a free man, a honorable citizen of India and commits no crime. Can you say that about a clerk who must be impartial and obey only the law of the land and must never mix his own ideology with the work at hand?

The guys who claim that Aryans never invaded India and decimated the local non-Aryan culture are not the ones who should mess around the established bureaucracy. As such corruption, nepotism, favoritism, quota and lackadaisical attitude of these government servant is eating the progress. Why add such openly hostile Hindu fundamentalists to their rank?

Thanks to the Deccan Chronicle dated February 13, 2000.

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Sid Harth..."Hindu fundamentalists are an immediate danger to the law and order of north America, period."

Sunday, February 13, 2000.

Kamasutra sells. Sex sells. Pornography sells. Prostitution sells. Pathetic pimping of holy Hindu culture sells. Maybe, not in Varanasi. In Varanasi sex and culture sizzle.

That kind of razzle-dazzle Brahmin bamboozle games don't sell in the west as the west loves love making even in a case of Kamasutra, the best selling self study of sex in Sanskrit, a dead language.

At the time vladimir Nabakov's "Lolita," hit the book stores in Bombay, the Taraporewalla and Sons, major booksellers could not keep the copies of that scandalous book on the shelves before they were snapped by the culturally sober Malabar Hillwallahs well heeled eager beaver readers.

Kamasutra in western editions also sells at any asking price but people care less that it was a Sanskrit scandal. Maybe, these Varanasiwallahs should ban, maybe, burn in public all the copies of Sanskrit Kamasutra that is giving such a bad name to the holy Hindu culture.

While they are doing it, specially trained squads of RSS rascals, rogues and ruffians should demolish Khajuraho shrine to the lurid sex right on top of their penis and pussy god, Shiva. Gives me a creep that union ministers spend tons of money promoting that filthy symbol of debauch pornography just to get few or more than few dollars, pounds and yens.

Brahmin bastrads are yelling and screaming the cultural insensitivity of Deepa Mehta for showing what essentially part of heinous Hindu religion. Child marriges in which undue advantage is already taken of the virgins by selling them off to the rich older men. Subsequent to such apathy to their female children, the parents of the in-laws sell these young widows in prostitution. If not make them household slaves with less than animal life as reward to protect their morals.

Brahmin bastards talk nonsense. They have no morals, period.

Thanks to the Pioneer dated February 13, 2000. |

Sid Harth..."Hindus are self denying filthy pigs, period."

Sunday, February 13, 2000.

My dear Ahmed,

Same old, same old feces fascists farting and denying the truth, eh bubba?

Let us take it from the top.

Shit shoveling dingo dog, here is what Hindu Kamasutra written in god's tongue, "Devavani" about lesbianism practiced in holy Hindu mother fucking land.

Kamasutra, Chapter IX.

"Auparishtaka:"

Talking about an amorous man getting his jollies from an eunuch who sucks man's dick in eight gradual steps, each more lusty than the previous till the agreeable eunuch or the one who lusts after macho males, the ones who find it extremely kinky to have their dicks sucked by eunuchs dressed as female and eunuchs dressed as men as some variety, delectable variety.

The practice is not restricted to men and eunuchs it is equally practiced by male friends and master servant pairs.

In harems, where no man is allowed by the lords and masters of the harems, women members practice lesbianism the males practice mouth fucking. When man and a woman use their mouths to have mutual orgasm, it is called "Congress of Crow" position, popularly referred to in the west as cunnilingus or sixty-nine.

All words to describe above acts are mine except the terms in double quotes.

The Kamasutra of Vatsyayana, Sir Richard Burton; F F Arbuthnot, Thorsons; Harper Collins, Mandala Series paperback. Edited with preface by W G Archer. Introduction by K M Panikkar $ 14.00

Good buddy RSBaiter referred to following articles about the politics and creative freedom of feces fascists' kind.

Article 1 | Article 2 | Article 3

Sid Harth..."Ahmed go fluck yo mama, idiot boy, worthless piece of shit."

DIWAN AHMED ahmeddiwan@home.com wrote in message news:38A70700.E62DA7F@home.com...

This whole issue is about 'politics' and is neither about 'art', nor about 'reform'(no claims were made to this effect I guess).

Before we go further, here is a challenge to Deepa and Shabana:

Please make a movie about 'Honor Killings' or "Female Gental Mutilation' in the Islamic paradises or even in India. That'll fix your 'water' problems. ;-)

Now the need to highlight 'politics' from the phoney 'freedom of expression' and 'artistic' freedom' baloney.

It is and was political form the beginning.

The permit obtained from centre is irrelevant in the state of UP and city of Kashi. As always the local laws over-ride the federal laws. This can be about the 'tax' laws or 'driving' laws or whatever else. So the BJP-led NDA govt at centre should have left it to the state and town of Kashi before giving any permission.

If the protestors objected to it, Deepa should have gone to court about it but not to Delhi.

Now the politics.

Communists in WB protested against Usha Uttup's concerts leading to 'western' dancing and the minister Jatin Chacravarty of the left front wanted to ban it in 1983. Usha went to court and the minister was asked to shut up. I don't think Usha got or needed a permission from the Center. We all know about the objections to the filming of 'City of Joy' and other things.

We all know what happend to "Satanic Verses" thanks to the 'secular' scum bags and championss of free speech as well as the play 'Nathuram Bolthe' last year. The best these scum bags can do is shut up in oder not to make asses of themselves.

The neo-lesbos, Deepa and Shabana can make a film on 'Honor Killings' and 'Female Genital Mutilations', which are 'current' problems like their 'water' problems, than worry about the plight of widows in Kashi in 1930. These two are not into reform but are into politics. So the BS about their 'free speech' and 'artistic freedom' by by the 'secular' scum bags, who seem to support them with all their hypocrisy, doesn't fly.

And what is Young Beautiful Nandita doing in all this mess? Guys don't discriminate against young beautiful widows, like 'Girisam' would say in 'Kanyasulkam'(a Telugu play), and may even re-marry them ;-)

OK I have, as it is about politics, resorted to some sensationalism(Re: Neo_lesbos) ;-) but that is ok as it is my 'freedom of expression'. ;-) ;-)

Sunday, February 13, 2000.

My dear Ano,

Old story regurgitated for newer audience.

I have already quoted another instance of Maharajah and their peccadilloes in particularly of Kashmir's Hindu prince, Hari Singh Nalua.

John Lord wrote a very captivating book, "The Maharajahs" Random House, New York. 1971. Hardbound pp 241 The chapter on Dhulip Singh, "The Mountain of Light" referring to the famous Kohinoor diamond belonging to the ancestor of Dhulip Singh, Maharajah Ranjit Singh, via bunch of thievery and curse attached to it for the illegal possession is very interesting.

Sid

ano457@my-deja.com wrote in message news:8870u5$67g$1@nnrp1.deja.com...

The Sunday Times

February 13 2000 INDIA

Has an entertaining tale finally resolved the mystery of the lost treasures of Duleep Singh, the last ruler of the Punjab?

Fancy man: Duleep Singh was an embarrassment to the British Establishment

The mad maharajah

THE MAHARAJAH'S BOX: An Imperial Story of Conspiracy, Love and a Guru's Prophecy by Christy Campbell HarperCollins £19.99 pp466

PATRICK FRENCH

Now read this ...

The Queen Mother's crown containing the famous Koh-i-noor diamond © In August 1997, I read a short article in an Indian newspaper. It said that a safe-deposit box had been found in a Swiss bank vault which was believed to contain the lost treasures of Maharajah Duleep Singh, the last ruler of the Punjab, and possibly documents proving that the 1849 British annexation of his territory and seizure of the Koh-i-Noor, his famous diamond, had been illegal. Christy Campbell, who broke the story, has written a rich account of the maharajah's zany escapades. It is an extraordinary, tragic and at times almost fantastical tale.

Born in 1838, Duleep Singh was the heir to the great one-eyed Sikh ruler, Ranjit Singh, Lion of the Punjab, whose kingdom stretched from the Afghan border to the edge of Delhi. His mother was, in Campbell's words, "a favourite dancing-girl . . . the sexually precocious daughter of a kennel-keeper". When Ranjit Singh died, his empire dissolved into internal squabbles, and India's British rulers soon moved in for the kill. After several vicious battles, they took over the kingdom, broke it up and plundered its treasury. The 10-year-old Duleep Singh was made to sign a document abandoning his sovereignty.

What, though, was to be done with the young boy-king? It was a problem that was to plague the British government for the next half century. If he were left in India, he would be a huge focus for nationalist feeling. So they cut his long Sikh hair and put him on a P&O steamer bound for Britain, where he was to be raised as a Christian English gentleman. He was received at Buckingham Palace by Queen Victoria, who commented in her journal on his "pretty, graceful and dignified manner", adding, "I always feel so sorry for these poor deposed Indian princes." She also felt embarrassment, for the giant Koh-i-Noor diamond was now her property, and she had not yet had the courage to wear it in public. Shamelessly, she produced the jewel in front of the teenage maharajah, who could only stammer that it gave him the greatest pleasure to give it to his sovereign. It is now part of the Queen Mother's state crown. Duleep Singh was installed as the squire of a Suffolk estate, where he soon gained a reputation as a flamboyant host. Mistresses were set up in London, and he ran up large gambling debts that were paid off by the India Office.

More significant problems began some years later, when he started to sift through documents in the British Library and realised that he had been hugely defrauded. Following the convention of his class, he wrote a letter, "to lay before the British Nation, through the medium of The Times, the injustice which I have suffered".

It was at this point that Duleep Singh became taken by an old prophecy of the Sikh leader Guru Gobind Singh. The gist was that a man by the name of Duleep Singh would "drive his elephant throughout the world", sweeping Muslims and Britishers aside with the help of the Russians. The message was clear. The Suffolk squire should abandon the gaming tables of Piccadilly for the hills of the Punjab, and reclaim his kingdom.

It was done in some style. There were children and trunks, nannies and valets, caskets of jewels and boxes of documents, and even a maharani, herself the daughter of a German banker and an Abyssinian slave girl. The India Office was incandescent but unsure how to act. The party was detained at Aden and told it would be allowed to proceed no further. Most of the entourage was sent back to Suffolk, but Duleep Singh, having reconverted to Sikhism, went to Paris.

His letter-writing to the press never slackened. If he was not permitted to proceed to Bombay as a free citizen, he told the times of India, he would have no choice but to transfer his allegiance to "some other European power". This is what happened in Paris, where he became entangled in a circle of Irish revolutionaries and Russian agents. "Let Russia give me only 10,000 men to appear with on the northwest frontier of India," he wrote to a friend, "and the thing is done." Russia was willing to use him, but Duleep Singh was a particularly inept conspirator, whose chief of staff in Paris was working as a Foreign Office informant. Travelling on the passport of Patrick Casey, a leading Fenian agitator, Duleep Singh took a train across Europe accompanied by his teenage mistress and a collection of dogs dressed in embroidered jackets. After being kept guessing in Moscow, he appealed directly to the Tsar. "I guarantee an easy conquest of India," he told him. Russia's ruler was tempted, but when Duleep Singh's leading political backer died, the scheme unravelled and he had to return to Paris. After a stroke, and a partial reconciliation with Queen Victoria, the maharajah died.

The story of Duleep Singh's strange life is remarkable and entertaining, and Christy Campbell's account is well written. The difficulty comes with the author's attempts to inflate it beyond its natural bounds. The maharajah's box of the title turns out to be a bank account, not a safe deposit box. Guru Gobind Singh's prophecy is quietly revealed to have been a forgery. The Political and Secret Department of the India Office, which Campbell describes as a "London- based intelligence agency . . . run with exemplary gusto", was, in fact, the office dealing with the Persian Gulf and India's princely rulers. Crucially, Duleep Singh - an unhappy, dissolute man - was always more of an embarrassment than a threat to the British Establishment.

I am reluctantly forced to agree with the viceroy, Lord Dufferin, who wrote, "I should be sorry to think that the foundations of our Empire were so unsubstantial as to be really endangered by the intrigues of such a personage."