Saturday, September 11, 1999 12:46 AM

Shiv Sena is looking at a possible grand downfall. If Pritish Nandy is hired to toot the horn and glamorize the heinous horny toad, Bal Thackeray, it is all over for the Shivaji wannabe, the one and only, Sharad Pawar does not count. It would practically kill that saffron papaer tiger, Tiger is Shivsena's symbol.

How did this all happen so suddenly. People, no matter how I address them, mostly as village idiots, are sensing the real and the phony baloney issues that this saffron paper tiger keeps on raising. Digging the cricket pitches, disrupting the Pakistani singer's concert, going after the lesbian movie, parading in front of Dilip Kumar's residence in their "chaddis," langutas, knickers, whatever, no show on Atal Behari Vajpayee's maiden campaign round on Shivaji Park, painting railway stations in saffron, calling oneself a saint, maybe a sane as against others criminals even though this cretin had been banned from elections and voting.

This guy is a certified moron. He fired his closest and longest political ally, Manohar Joshi as if the chief minister of the major industrial and commercial state of Maharashtra was his private company. The shenanigans he puts on from time to time over legality and morality of which he has not an ounce to his name are legends. A short article may not do justice.

Thanks to the Rediff dated September 10, 1999.

http://www.rediff.com/election/constit.htm

Sid Harth..."Where do you think such obvious ignoramus rams are leading India in to? The hell would be my choice but I defer to your judgment."

Shivaji Descendent, a Murderer.

Sunday, September 12, 1999 8:46 AM

Udayan Raje Bhosale is Shivaji's 13th descendant, yeah, that too. What more, Udayan that 'Raje thingy is typical mumbo jumbo not of any significance, is a minister in the coalition government of Maharashtra, a private sutanate of a satan, a 'Shivaji wannabe,' el ser supremo, numero uno, Bal Thackeray a saffron snake in the grass. Sharad Pawar is discounted as a true blue Shivaji wannabe even though he is closer to the Maratha spirit than this CKP monkey, Bal Thackeray.

Holy Maratha Cow! What Now?

Nothing much in a nothing but much low level, low grade, Marathi mentality of killing, murdering, stabbing, burning and parading in their 'chaddis,' langutas, make it saffron, the color of their own product, morning offering to Mother India, nickers, whatever kind of Shiv Sena-BJP reign of terror and terrible morally defunct funky "Raj."

This is a high profile murder and it shall be denied by all parties to the devil's table, Bal Thackeray accusing all but himself for malicious propaganda of the Muslims ass licking Congress or perhaps Pakistani ISI agents.

The deluded dunce that this fourth grade grammar school dropout, Bal Thackeray is shall get thru this one as he always manages to get out of anything imaginable. Bal Thackeray led the most vicious Muslim killing spree in maharashtra, some nine hundred plus innocent human beings were massacred at Thackerays diktats for which he was held personally responsible, his voting rights abolished yet he maintains a studied silence on issues such as this.

Otherwise he is the first one to send his Shiv Sena Maratha goons to disrupt music concerts, destroy personal properties of theaters showing movies with lesbian themes and dig cricket pitches, such is his moral strength.

Thanks to the Deccan Herald dated September, 12, 1999.

http://www.deccanherald.com/deccanherald/sep12/maha.htm

Sid Harth..."Shivaji and his son were no more patriots than Bal Thackeray bunch of warmongering foreigners to Maharashtra."

Raja Chilled, Rani Thrilled.

Sunday, September 12, 1999 4:15 PM

Congress party of Mahatma Gandhi and Jawaharlal Nehru is gone but the remnant power residing in one person, Sonia Gandhi is giving chills to the native princling (former) Sanjay Singh of Amethi. The guy was an ass licker, shoe licker of Rajiv Gandhi and now prostrates in front of Zandewalan zadoowallahs if not prostituting for the saffron sultans of Delhi. It is not just the kind of Bossy, Sujata Londhe, THE HAWK, Bheem, Kishore Joshi, Ravi Iyengar, Pradip Parekh aka Pramod Panhar Talwar, swampedd1, Bholu, piss puddle Pidaparti Nagesh Rao, Dr. Purohit kind of deluded dunces who cannot see the writing on the wall some former native princes like Sanjay Singh and Udayan Raje Bhosale have this unique tendency to camouflage their self pity into something grand.

The pathetic liars that these so-called patriots are they make themselves into comical cutout figures and figurines out of pulp, sort of paper mache heroes, blabbering and balderdashing till their holy Hindu cows come home, mostly they stay away.

What was Bossy saying, Bossy is a nobody, a nincompoop that Jawaharlal Nehru was a nasty man who fathered children out of wedlock. She was pretty sure about her assertion. Bossy even claimed that I, Sid Harth may be one of those Jawaharlal Nehru fathered abandoned kids. That bitch does not know how old I am and whether my mother ever had secret dalliance with the prince of Indian politics. Yet wildcardindian and Bossy kept on showing their nasty, beasty nature, and they are the ones who defend the Indian religion and culture.

The bastards need some heavy sedation to calm down. Anyone, including Bholu who snaps at me must realize that I have no intention in crushing their pitiful existence. They are the ones who contribute to my already fat file, called "Exhibit One." This file has been constantly updated, encrypted and placed where not even god could find it without my help. There shall be a time when all these niggardly nabobs would be pulled in front of the law of the land and whupped till they turned like boiled tomatoes.

Witness how the deluded Indians seeing imminent dishonor try to fish in the murkey waters. Sanjay's second wife claims that Jawaharlal Nehru's father became rich on account of her husband's princely state and Motilal Nehru built his grand mansion, "Anand Bhavan," on the backs of the poor princely state of Amethi, in existence for twelve hundred years.

Thanks to the Rediff dated September 12, 1999. http://www.rediff.com/election/1999/sep/11amethi.htm

Sid Harth..."What more solid proof my Canadian brothers as to how bad these Indians are and they are in north America, not in India."

Saffron Snakes Cannot get it up.

Sunday, September 12, 1999 4:52 PM

Actually I should have said donkeys, snakes don't have anything to raise up to do it. Coming from Varsha Bhosle, no relation to Udayan Raje Bhosale, the BJP murdering monkey, the whole charade of BJP-Siv Sena shenanigans at the top of the hour seems eerie. Varsha loves the saffron simians and frets, foams at her mouth in eulogizing the nasty bunch.

This Malabar Hill bulbul is in "bhulabhlaiyaa," an eternal dream state of mnd when she pitches for the rascals of Zandewalan. She can do whatever she wants as she has learned, I hope so, that mere catchy words and fancy footwork does not a journalist make. She aspires to the eminent position of Indian journalist and she has not done her homework, get down on your knees and, I would have used certain word here most all of you know which one but I don't, as she fascinates me. All glory to Varsha kind of delightful reporting. It is not the news it is the sizzle and she got some. Bless her woman's heart.

I reported the sad affair of one nobody, a Shiv Sena candidate from the heavily disenfranchised labor area of Bombay. Coming at the tail of that incidence Varsha's piece makes it almost a sure thing that Bombay mullahs, mallahs and Marathi "malla," are looking at some much needed change. they have had it from these saffron simians. Perhaps a change of tune could make them to go to sleep.

Thanks to the Rediff dated September 12, 1999.

http://www.rediff.com/news/1999/sep/10varsha.htm

Sid Harth..."Is this Bal Thackeray's swan song or a canard song? For my Marathi readers: "BaaLyaa shiLyaa kaDhiilaa uta aaNato aahe, saalyaachyaa Dhu.ngaNaata naahii guu and she.nbaDyaa naakaatuna vaahato puu."

Moola Mela.

Wednesday, September 15, 1999 6:51 PM

Moola being a slang for money and the word 'melaa,' is Hindi for festival. India is churning out one national election per year, given last three years' strong record. More the merrier. Everybody and their brother-in-law is gung-ho about this annual right of spring, summer, winter, monsoon, whatever. The whopping bill for election 99 is estimated at Rs. 10.00 billion, make it cool billion or perhaps hot billion depending on who is spending what kind of money and whether the black money makes rounds as the legitimate spending.

You got to be kidding. The three general elections did not solve any of India's problems what makes you think that such wasteful expenditure does anything other than glamorizes the process. The big time Bollywood production artists and low level sign painters have some input but the top notch glory Hallelujahs are being sung by the equivalent of New York's Madison Avenue crowd.

Nothing is left for imagination, as if imagination of the power can be made any more glitzy. Makeovers and makeup of persona is a big business. If anyone did not get it in the guts, as in ad guys punching them where it counts it cannot be election 99. Charges and counter charges make no news but a highly suggestive pose and position of a politician, be they of Sonia Gandhi and Atal Behari Vajpayee kind of bada politicos or chhota nabobs, rather 'kabaabame.n haDDii,' kind of deluded dunces like Bal Thackeray, Mulayam Singh putting on the Ritz is the name of the game.

My good buddy, "ka.nTakaarjuna," writes about a riff-raff character in Sanskrit, (attached) that explains the similarities between a crook and a politician.

Crooks' nooks.

"Who on the earth, nay, in the universe can scare a criminal, of whom minister and the parliament are the parents; the police, the brother; the jail, the sister; wine, the wife; wealth, the beautiful daughter; the judge, the father-in-law and the axe, the faithful companion?"

Thanks to the Rediff dated September 15, 1999.

http://www.rediff.com/business/1999/sep/15polbiz.htm

Sid Harth..."God bless all, after, this could be the last election of this millennium, nay, certainly it is unless Atal gets snubbed, stabbed and shoved just as soon as the Lallu the kallu kind of conspirators and connivers find power at the top surreal and go for it."

Of Violence and Indulgence.

Disturbing Democracy.