Back to the future. Blast from the past. Ballots are cast.
Saffron may rise on the mast at last.
Subject:
Gold turned Saffron Shit.
Date:
Mon, 06 Sep 1999 17:30:38 -0400
The saffron simians and their antics did not help the capital of India
Delhi's citizens and voting for the feces fascists en masse. What would
a bushy-pushy, sassy missy, Bossy to do? Things do go wrong when Bossy
like bitches with their seven and one half inch dildos leak out the
puffed up air.
Kashmir fracas was custom tailored at Zandewalan zadoowallahs bunk
beds in between sucking youknowwhats and schlupfucking with India's
destiny, Jawaharlal's illegitimate Christian boys notwithstanding.
Who do you think reads the garbage that RSS shit shoveling shamans
delivers? Maybe, Urvashi Bhagat religiously reads Bossy's bitching and
Bossy pays homage to Dr. Jai Maharaj who in turn counts his Hinduja
moola in between farting and darting on the net.
These bunch of losers may create commotion on the net, which they do
with gusto, the man on the street in India is totally unaware of this
dazzling new medium of communications. They move sluggishly, dragging
their village idiotic asses on the streets already full of Hindu, nay,
holy Hindu cow shit mixed with PMohan kind donkey shit, throw in some
Dr. Jai Maharaj kind of manger dog shit. Wait, I am not thru. Add some
RSS rats asses like Bossy bitch raking it in and out, not to forget our
new dildo wielding doctor, Dr Dayal Purohit hitting the shit at choicest
targets, culturally speaking a high class act.
It did not do no good to weary Delhite, already burdened with the
largest crime statistics. Murders every day and mayhem every other day.
"Garve se kaho hum Hindu hai,' I have not heard that patently jingoistic
dingo doggy dog saffron slogan in this election. It did not help then
and it shall never be effective as long as idiotic chanting of "M," for
Muslim mantra is the centerpiece of the nasty cabal at Zandewalan.
Thanks to the Times of India dated, September 7, 1999.
http://elections.timesofindia.com/07home2.htm
Sid Harth..."Bossy is going around with her inflatable dildo and scaring
bunch of school yard bullies, I like that spunky pussy."
Subject:
RSS Rats got Atal's ASS.
Date:
Mon, 06 Sep 1999 22:58:29 -0400
No matter which way you cut it, not that bushy-pushy, cushy-smooshy,
Bossy cutting cheese, you silly, Atal is to be the next prime minister
whose ass is hauled by Zandewalan rascals, rogues and ruffians.
Be that as it may, the cheerleaders like our own swooshy-gushy
resident pious, untouched by a man pussy, Bossy leading following
California bitch, Urvashi Bhagat could get nowhere from here to there.
Only fifty-five percent voted in the first phase of this bench mark
reelection, just after thirteen months of Brahmin malarkey.
Fretting, fuming, fussing, cussing Bossy, et al, nevertheless, have
their job cut out for them. Just as soon as Atal grabs that wheel of
fortune, as if he is some kind of captain of the ship lost on the high
seas, RSS hoodlums are supposed to brush up their computer skills and
launch a brand new strike at that poor brother of mine.
Whipping the emotions of the village idiots is developed by RSS
satan's helper to a fine art. Babri has shown to the world to what
extent these horrendous hordes of heinous Hindu bubbas can take the
matter at hand. Babri was an issue, like any other real estate dispute,
between two contestants. They were not even consulted before that killer
of five thousand innocent human beings, Lallu the kallu, Lal Kishen
Advani went into rampage in his Bollywood creation of lord Krishna's
chariot.
That was then and now is the time to make a holocaust of rerun of
Babri concert. The band is ready and waiting for the conductor's wave of
baton, a wink a nod, that close. It is inevitable that a mass murders
and destruction of village idiots' property, national systems and
important, major installations missed the last time would be exposed to
a fresh attacks of the beleaguered Muslims, Shudras and Christians.
At one time RSS kept the score but no records were present. Brahmin
has a tremendous memory. Brahmins memorized the entire Sanskrit
scripture for almost three thousand years and not a vowel was missing
when the printing technology made that memorization redundant.
I have seen the reports of RSS blitzkrieg of email chain letters in
the wake of the elections. I don't get it. Internet and e-mail are
western phenomena. How does that help a Kannada villager to make up his
mind? The exercises were for the future. RSS rats were having a good
time on their dry run. No votes gained or lost by such brazen propaganda
tricks. The system was overhauled in case for a future grand plan. Nuts
and bolts were checked, wheels were greased, chinks were ironed out and
timing was kept on stop watches of the Mafia handlers.
I told you, RSS is prepared for all eventualities and eventually would
fetch the future of India. Is that good or bad? Definitely bad. Hitler
did all he could in a democratic fashion till he was sure that his
position could not be altered, come heaven or hell and spread his deadly
philosophy in a split of a second.
Hindu Hitlers, four so far have worked hard to achieve their demonic
plan. Atal or no Atal Rajju and gang shall see that heads will roll and
blood shall flow till all those pesky Muslims, Shudras and Christians
are tied to the grinding wheels if they are not already eliminated.
Brahmin devil knows no mercy. Shudras and Tribals are the proof of
their nasty attitude. Brahmin is a narcissist. He loves only himself.
The glory of India is a catch phrase which may mean any number of things
depending how deep they are fried by Brahmins. It surely spells as
Brahmin supremacy. That day to put a stamp on their grand plan is
approaching fast.
Who does care if one brand of Brahmins are in power as against saffron
kind? Congress party of Jawaharlal Nehru's days was nothing but pure
Brahmin venture. Some token Brahmin ass lickers tagged along as their
help was needed to launch this democracy thingy.
As in case of Poona Brahmin rule, Brahmins got the lion's share and
the crumbs, bones were left for the lesser mortals to fight upon. BJP's
conversion into a National Democratic Alliance is such a sweet
arrangement between power hungry Brahmin wannabes and Zandewalan high
priests of the devil.
Thanks to the Samachar dated, September 7, 1999.
http://www.indiavotes.com/elections/news/feature59.html
http://www.indiavotes.com/elections/news/feature54.html
http://www.indiavotes.com/elections/news/feature60.html
Sid Harth..."One thing for sure, the pie has gone ballistic from the
days of Jawaharlal Nehru's days, all can share and share alike."
Subject:
She Said, He Said.
Date:
Tue, 07 Sep 1999 09:03:13 -0400
I think both Sonia and Atal should spend some time with the pro, yours
truly, that is. They are so pitiful in accusing each other of non
performance, misleading, holding back, malfeasance and general
misbehavior. I think they are not having fun.
Indian politicians play palsy walsy, pale tunes all their lives but
they don't get all fired up even during the heat of the campaigning. So
Sonia has said bunch of things about Saffron simians and Atal keeps on
questioning the traditional Congress potpourri and their secular buddy
boys sucking up to them. What did we learn from such pathetic
regurgitation? I don't get it.
Name names if not call name, for heaven's sake. One billion copulating
population is at stake. Who is going to lead the march to doom, if not
gloom and doom scenarios played out by the Congress castrated cabal?
On the same footnote in the continuous saga of piddly stuff being
peddled by the well oiled Mafia machine, who is going to destroy
whatever gains that Congress might have ushered in to be usurped by the
Zandewalan zadoowallahs? Atal is tongue lashing the dynasty nasty queen
of hearts, make it bleeding heart Sonia. She sure is covering her white
Roman Catholic white ass with sassy soliloquies delivered with the help
of bunch of translators and interpreters.
They are not even touching the major issues of governing the
burgeoning bouillabaisse of a bubba billion population. Copulation is
OK. Corruption is more than OK. Conniving is more than OK. Conspiring
instead of inspiring is also OK. Convincing the bubba crowd of one or
more solutions is definitely NOT OK. OK?
This yearly shenanigans, costing some thousand crore rupees to the tax
payers must stop. Get on with it. Biting has not done any good to both
these shameless shamans. They should bulldoze each other, sort of
eliminate from ever running this pugilism in the cloak game. Better than
Nintendo but worse than a fake World cup 'free for all' wrestling
championship.
The decisiveness is missing in their campaigns. RSS rats are wearing
their shimmering saffron silks, all glitter and no sign of impending
malarkey. Something tells me that saffron rats are not allowed to show
their glee in public and behave like nothing terribly wrong is happening
in Zandewalan zadoowallahs secret racket to overthrow Atal the poster
boy and replace him with a Sindhi stud instead.
Bossy like wet, make it dry, pussies may push and shove their
inflatable seven and one half inch dildos but nobody of any stature are
allowed to spill the beans. Loose lips sink the ships, we all know that,
don't we? Loose cannons like Dr. Jai Maharaj are maintaining their
diplomatic demeanor. Strange that Dr. Jai Maharaj, piss puddle Pidaparti
gang is unusually silent on this earth shattering event of Election 99.
Maybe, dry pussy Bossy did not get her Mafia handout in time to be
cool. Maybe, she is an ISI double agent disrupting the normal RSS stance
of being choir boys during the elections and not make mess of the
process. Something is awfully wrong with this virgin Mary Bossy. She
claims to be of dating age but her style betrays certain 'je ne sais
quois,' finesse.
She has an arsenal of issues ready to roll, waiting to be planted and
like land mines strewn across the landscape during the war, waiting to
be stepped upon by the gullible resulting in blowing their brains. She
has a calendar too. An excellent recipe, firm hold on the style and
dedication of a single minded scientist groping and grabbing but ready
for some stabbing mindset.
How did she lose the opening round with me? The chances are that she
is a rookie in the Morrisville whorehouse mama terrorist sugar shack.
Not yet ready for the prime time performance. Atal and Sonia cannot fall
into the same category as bushy-pushy, dry pussy Bossy. They dance to
the beat of different drummers but have adequate presence of mind to
maul each other if they so choose. They are not doing it.
Does that mean the game is already written off and the wrestlers are
merely going thru the motions? Perish the thought. I have my money on my
good brother Atal but Sonia is not yet down in the dumps either. She
cannot be a dry pussy like our own Bossy. As a matter of fact she is but
that is gynecology wise not political philosophy wise. Bossy is a dry
pussy all the way thru. She cannot even get laid without going thru
computer dating services. Sonia and Atal have been around, you know what
I mean.
Thanks to the Samachar dated September 7, 1999.
http://www.indiavotes.com/elections/news/990907pg2-3.html
http://www.indiavotes.com/elections/news/990907pg2-4.html
Sid Harth..."If you can't stand the heat, for heaven's sake, get out of the kitchen."
Dancing B(h)alu.
Date:
Wed, 08 Sep 1999 08:56:26 -0400
Politics is a last resort of scoundrels, especially of Shiv Sena's B(h)alu, "bhaaluu"
in Hindi means bear, the animal, Thackeray kind. They do dance to the different
drummers, some like Bal Thackeray dance around the issues. They all do.
What is this bear, make it a saffron bear of Maharashtra to do when a journalist
accosts him and asks simple questions? Just I said, dance with gay abandon. The
typical format in which these politicians display their civil side is nothing but
sham. The guy, who interviews Bal Thackeray is a known saffron ass licker,
Pirtish Nandy.
Pritish Nandy interviewing Bal Thackeray is like Mother Teresa interviewing the
Christian god, she ain't gonna put god on the mat, she adores him, for heaven's sake.
The lament of Bal Thackeray on why exceptionally honest and straight forward,
law abiding and law upholding man like him is being banned from both contesting
or voting the public elections, is typical of Indian politicians.
We have seen Laloo Prasad Yadav, J. Jayalalitha like rogues utterly devoid of any
moral masala in their political 'kichri' claiming to be the most prominent champions
of this or that faction of society. Bal Thackeray calls himself "el ser supremo,"
don't ask him what that means, the idiot has not gone beyond fourth grade grammar
school, academically speaking. Uttar Pradesh Shudra leader, Kanshi Ram calls
himself the same. As a matter of fact such occurrence of "chhoTaa" little, dictators
is so common on Indian politics that people hardly care what they stand for.
My good buddy, Dilip D'Souza is a Bal Thackeray tormentor. Dilip has exposed
this devil's saffron hide numerous times. Shiv Sena vandals don't like Dilip
because he speaks the truth. They, however love Pritish Nandy like bulls, "nandii,"
in Hindi means 'a bull.' Ask me, Pritish is a bully, he is huge, a typical Brahma bull
like body.
Politics in Maharashtra is an old game. All those Poona Brahmins at one time or
other jumped on the political bandwagon as they intrinsically felt where the seat of
power was. Bal Gangadhar Tilak did it in a big way. Those were the good old days
of politics. Brahmin is marginalized in Maharashtra as he is marginalized in all
other areas as Brahmins don't breed as fast as Shudras. It is a number game and
they know that their numero uno position is melting away like a slab of butter on hot
tin roof. Now you see it and now you don't.
Power base shifted from Brahmins to the next lower grade of society. The
Kshatriyas, Vaishyas and Shudras are stepping up and stepping out in style, some
raw and other sophisticated. Bal Thackeray wrested power in Bombay, later he
rechristened to 'Mumbai,' Municipality some twenty-five years ago. A total rout for
the Congress and their fellow travelers.
What did Bal Thackeray with all the dictatorial power he proudly posses did
during that long reign? Nothing. Bombay, as of today is a vast slum with sewers
running amok, garbage piled up on the street at every few yards. The garbage heaps
are seldom removed and has become symbol for Thackeray's supreme
accomplishment.
Bal Thackeray questions everybody, especially the Congress party for failure to
handle the basic questions such as garbage mountains on Bombay streets and alleys.
Did he even comprehend the enormous problem such as public hygiene, forget
about any number of other vexing issues of which he is the last one to comprehend?
Life goes on and these sewer rats happen to take the center stage to razzle and
dazzle the dimwits. The country that is mistakenly called India is in such a mess
that not Christian god, not a Muslim god not even one little Hindu god, make it
thirty-three million Hindu gods can help that devil worshipping land of village
idiots.
Thanks to the Rediff, Samachar, September 7, 1999.
http://www.rediff.com/election/inter.htm
http://www.rediff.com/news/1999/sep/04dilip.htm">
http://www.rediff.com/column.htm
http://www.rediff.com/election/1999/sep/07karna.htm
http://www.rediff.com/electionss/news/feature64.htm
Sid Harth..."The delusional state of mind, as witnessed with our own, pushy-bushy,
sassy-Lassie, Bossy going off on tangent is an Indian original, these mother
schlupfuckers just don't get it, get it?"
Of Mafia Mess and a Messiah.
Date:
Friday, September 10, 1999 5:39 AM
My good brother Atal Behari Vajpayee on whose charm, wit and wisdom feces fascists and other twenty-two opportunists and chhota nabobs are counting is counting days if not minutes to reincarnate himself as the next lord Krishna. This time sans war mongering, I hope so.
Atal is not a dummy, well I take that back he is but of noble persuasion, in George Bush's famous words, 'kinder and gentler than average Zandewalan zadoowallah. The problem is the same the third time around. Is he or isn't he going to step on those saffron shit worms of Zandewalan kind or let himself associate with their carcinogenic philosophy of atavism? Is he going to provide what he assumes he has power to deliver, the stable and capable national government for India's teeming tootsies, one billion and counting?
The answer that I get looking at my crystal gazing exercises is as good as that of yours. Maybe, or maybe not. The BJP juggernaut is rolling along merrily down the State streets and Main streets fueled with high octane gasoline. Atal is stepping on the pedal and attacking his most likely adversary, Sonia Gandhi. Sonia Gandhi's Italian birth issue is demolished now that she has passed the muster, the courage to openly face her tormentors, the saffron snakes in the grass, your RSS hoodlums.
Bellary may be an iffy for her but Amethi promises a bonanza of sorts. Her two kids are throwing caution to the winds and going on the high velocity campaigning whirlwind tours. Good for them as they get that which was denied to them with Rajiv Gandhi's brutal murder at the hands of Hindu terrorists, the chance to learn the political ropes.
Lallu the criminal kallu, Lal Kishen Advani is in between rock and a hard place as far as his dream to assassinate Atal and usurp the power that has been usurped by the saffron simians. He was booed by his constituency of Gandhinagar, a suburb of Ahmedabad, the capital of saffron held Gujarat. That Sindhi rat must have got ants in his pants, dhoti, pajama, whatever.
The reality shunning shameless shamans such as Lallu the criminal kallu must be forewarned that not only the has been party, Congress must strive hard to convince the electorate of their honesty, integrity and nitty-gritty details to which they must go to solve the problems of the said electorate constituents. Gandhinagar incidence would be repeated several times over. The state capital government employees knew which side of their bread was buttered and buttressed their demands for housing and clean water, electricity for their domain.
The demonic Lallu the criminal kallu cannot forget that going around the country in a makeshift Bollywood chariot may arouse passions but such passions do not translate into votes where they reside or stand for
election. The victory can translate into a bonanza or a bludgeoning of their boorish blasphemy.
The resorting to lies comes naturally to these saffron simians. This may be their own making. The last time the stability plank was played to the hilt. It turned out that in a hurry to grab the power the sanctimonious saffron snakes forgot their own moral standards and kept fucking with the known temple prostitute, J. Jayalalitha, politically fucking that is.
Now they are fucking with the known trouble makers such as George
Fernandes and later Shivaji wannabe from Maharashtra, Sharad Pawar, all
selfish brat boys of Indian politics. That is a concoction more dangerous than the previous one. George Fernandes and Sharad Pawar like seasoned politicians cannot be dismissed like J. Jayalalitha relatively virgin Mary of politics. These guys have been around and know what makes their version of politics tick. The time is ticking away and ticks and fleas are active more than usual.
Thanks to the BBC dated September 11, 1999. http://news.bbc.co.uk/hi/english/world/south_asia/newsid_419000/419725.stm
Sid Harth..."If the truth is accepted by both secular and fundamental Hindu forces that lying takes them only to the gates of power but not cross the hump they shall not be humped by the village idiots on an yearly basis."
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