Funny how things change around here. (Or don’t.)
I only feel like writing about this because it has a slight connection to the needless ranting that my last post was.
Barely has the face paint dried up that everyone already has another reason to shout about. All the people who were pronouncing his name like Anna Kournikova until yesterday, are now up in arms against the ‘çorrupt system’ and hailing the LokPal Bill as the ultimate solution.
I could go into details on why it’s a really bad idea: the means – ironically blackmailing a democratic system to fix it, or the ends – a ridiculous bill that will create a draconian, unaccountable super-authority.
But all that’s being done already by people far more knowledgeable and articulate than me. This gentleman, for example.
Only that they’re being pelted by internet jingoists because this has now become another test of your patriotism. You can’t dare say anything against the so-called movement.
A news website asks: ‘Will Jantar Mantar become our Tahrir Square?’.
They answer their own question aptly with the very next story: Bollywood’s new poster boy – Rana Daggubati.
Anyway, I guess it’s cool to have a cause to live and die (and tweet) for.
At least until the Mumbai Super Smashers play the Coimbatore Cobras tomorrow.
Me? I’m just an armchair critic, a useless cynic, trying to while away a slow Thursday afternoon.
Check out the official site for the movement. Its founders include Baba Ramdev, Sri^108 Ravi Shankar and Swami Agnivesh.
I bet the fine print in the bill lists pranayam as punishment.
What next? Fukushima or Gaddafi?
Or … how about last Saturday when I went to Ghaziabad and ate a choco lava cake? Now that was exciting.