<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474927221049038545</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:36:33.745+05:30</updated><category term='Privatization'/><category term='Neo-Imperialism'/><category term='Humans'/><category term='College'/><category term='Freedom'/><category term='Aliens'/><category term='University'/><category term='Hobsons Choice'/><category term='Madness'/><category term='Saddam'/><category term='ETs'/><category term='Peace'/><category term='Diplomacy'/><category term='Marxism'/><category term='First Contact'/><category term='MBA'/><category term='College Fees'/><category term='Iraq'/><category term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Caveat Lector - Paranoid Protests!</title><subtitle type='html'>Let the Reader Beware!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Praetor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447935940655611698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ky1abXNuX0w/ShfW1lUF9xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YKalhbas5vc/S220/DontPanic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474927221049038545.post-4061322368277117077</id><published>2009-12-16T04:54:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-16T05:02:31.759+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Puppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Cold.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Bites&lt;br /&gt;Chills my Bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pup, soft, brown&lt;br /&gt;Lured by a sweet smell&lt;br /&gt;Hers&lt;br /&gt;Trots merrily to the ends of eternity&lt;br /&gt;She Calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Red Bricks.&lt;br /&gt;The Yellow Brick Road.&lt;br /&gt;Shakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pup's Paws stretch to the vortex of being&lt;br /&gt;It hears her breath, Feels it&lt;br /&gt;It’s Warm.&lt;br /&gt;Her Eyes Bore into His&lt;br /&gt;Singing a song&lt;br /&gt;He wags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jumps in her Lap&lt;br /&gt;She laughs.&lt;br /&gt;He touches her.&lt;br /&gt;Paws embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shivering stops, Touch&lt;br /&gt;Her fair hair caress Him&lt;br /&gt;Her arms taunt his paws.&lt;br /&gt;His cuteness eats into her.&lt;br /&gt;Woof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Seconds Stop.&lt;br /&gt;A dream.&lt;br /&gt;Pup sees a tree.&lt;br /&gt;Big and Green.&lt;br /&gt;With Bones – White and delicious&lt;br /&gt;Hanging&lt;br /&gt;He lunges for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sky suddenly darkens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Pup is Afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Yelp Yelp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She vanishes,&lt;br /&gt;The Pup barks.&lt;br /&gt;The drenched and brown pup,&lt;br /&gt;Barks&lt;br /&gt;And is run over by an Audi driven by a tycoon's son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2474927221049038545-4061322368277117077?l=samithekhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/feeds/4061322368277117077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2474927221049038545&amp;postID=4061322368277117077' title='43 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/4061322368277117077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/4061322368277117077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/2009/12/puppy.html' title='Puppy'/><author><name>The Praetor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447935940655611698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ky1abXNuX0w/ShfW1lUF9xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YKalhbas5vc/S220/DontPanic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474927221049038545.post-4300821228284632895</id><published>2009-07-14T23:45:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-16T04:53:34.358+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aliens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Contact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diplomacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ETs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humans'/><title type='text'>Formulating a theory of Xeno-Diplomacy: Suggested Protocols for Human- ExtraTerrestrial First Contact</title><content type='html'>I submitted an M.Phil Research Synopsis to Center for International Politics, Organizations, Diplomacy and Disarmament at the School of International Studies of Jawaharlal Nehru University. My Question - Would history have been the same if the South American Tribes knew of the existence of European cultural Practices when Hernan Cortez landed on the green shores of SA? Or when the Portuguese landed in India? Or when the French met the British for the First time? What if they had some doctrines in case of such first contacts with a different sub-species with different appearance, cultural system, socio-economic material reality? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the chances of our contact with an alien sentient life form increasing day by day, dare we neglect the necessity of the construction of such a framework?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may laugh. One day, One momentous day, for good or for bad, we are going to make first contact - with a sentient non-human life form, be it technologically inferior or superior, peaceful or hostile, humanoid or non-humanoid, organic or inorganic. It may come to conquer us, it may come to initiate diplomatic ties with us. It all depends. But shall we, or shall we not, prepare for that day, even if we plan to do it by para-psychological theoretical models based on international relations and our own cultural intra-human first contacts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing a Diplomatic Framework for Alien contact may seem far-fetched in the current day. Yet the coming decades and centuries could necessitate the creation of such a protean framework (based on our previous intra-species cultural interactions). This would help minimize misunderstandings and maximize socio-economic and technological gains when/if Humanity comes in contact with a Non-Humans Species from another Planet/ Solar System. This Thesis will intend to create awareness and initiate discussion on a novel theory of Xeno-Diplomacy that seeks to extract the best deal out of such an encounter without sacrificing what the humans have achieved in the course of History. Such a Theory of Xeno-diplomacy deserves special study in these times of mutual distrust and state of flux in the international order and will perhaps pave the way for a future without boundaries and barriers, both spatial and psychological.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2474927221049038545-4300821228284632895?l=samithekhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/feeds/4300821228284632895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2474927221049038545&amp;postID=4300821228284632895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/4300821228284632895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/4300821228284632895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/2009/07/formulating-theory-of-xeno-diplomacy.html' title='Formulating a theory of Xeno-Diplomacy: Suggested Protocols for Human- ExtraTerrestrial First Contact'/><author><name>The Praetor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447935940655611698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ky1abXNuX0w/ShfW1lUF9xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YKalhbas5vc/S220/DontPanic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474927221049038545.post-8129086214696437368</id><published>2009-03-19T23:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:50:45.484+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Harkat-ul-Mediadeen</title><content type='html'>The voices of sanity seldom scream. They whisper softly, with a heart made weak by indifference and a throat parched with economic hardships. Rarely do they shout, because they become frenzied parochial outbursts the moment they do so. Perhaps that is why they are lost in the din of fanatical religious chants and political machinations. Full Stop. We are under constant attack by forces that seek to divide us. We need to End it. We need to fight back - Hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut to Now. I speak this not as a demagogue about to set forth on a Yatra to garner votes, neither as a paranoid cleric aiming to induce fear-psychosis in the hearts of minorities but as a law-abiding, middle-class, care-free, college-going guy who has always taken pride in Liberte, egalite, and fraternite of my country and someone who is suddenly waking up to the harsh reality of raised eyebrows and furtive glances whenever his name is spoken. With a single blast, a mere fiery speech, a lone terror-threat, the world slowly starts turning topsy-turvy, neatly bifurcating into us and them. Even the most enlightened begin pondering over the million-dollar-question – Terror has no religion, but terrorists? Why do terrorists always belong to one religion and the victims to another? I will try to address this enigma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are witnessing today a dramatic increase in barbaric attacks on our civil and political institutions – bombs, riots, murders and assaults - which are generally ascribed to a particular community. We may be politically correct and pretend that everything is fine, but the cruel fact exists that Muslim community is increasingly being seen as the breeding grounds for mad-men who cause havoc and destruction all around them. This argument is furthered by charging the entire Muslim community itself as lacking the will to prevent such huge humanitarian lapses. True, the community has produced some black sheep who need to be hounded out without any mercy and severely punished, but those who brush off the entire community as terrorists based on the action of these select few maniacs commit no lesser sin. Rather than trying to inculcate this realization in the masses, a large chunk of the media is busy stoking the fire of communal passion, even if unwittingly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The estrangement being fostered in a community because of media's ostensible step-treatment is all the more deplorable because the entire process of information dissemination is extremely vital in shaping up the weltanschauung of a country. Just as the (print) media can create Nations (Benedict Anderson), it can also construct rickety, lop-sided mass-opinions. A bias, I feel, has today crept in the media, especially Hindi media - It is evident in its nomenclature- its semiotics and semantics. Any recalcitrant person, indulging in any inhuman act, be it a bomb-blast or a riot or a murder is an extremist (a marginalized person outside the political center of a society) – as long as he does not belong to a certain religious group. If he does, then he is, going by an analysis of media coverages, a terrorist. Terrorism, therefore, is no longer a generic term per se – Our media has limited its scope by intricately associated it with a particular religion, in gargantuan metonymic proportions. Terrorists usually belong to a particular religion because we do not get adequate information about parallel anti-social elements from other denominations. A petty criminal with a certain name is capitulated to the front pages as a terrorist and his history uncovered, analysed, re-analysed, sometimes even re-made, whereas a Bajrang Dal activist hurt while making bombs finds a passing mention in a column deep inside. The former is a terrorist, the latter certainly not so. A mob that burns churches is never connected with terrorism; an individual with a particular name who spreads the fires of hatred automatically is (although rightly so). Why these double standards? If terrorism is the systematic use of terror especially as a means of coercion, then does not the mob deserve to be called the quintessential terrorist? Is it, ever? Why do we hear of Hindu ‘Extremists’ and Muslim ‘Terrorists’? Shouldn’t they both be at par and punished all the same? When was the last time we heard the term Muslim ‘Extremists’? This is when we say terrorists/extremists have no religion. Yet, ‘Muslim ‘Whatever-ists’ always manage to make headlines. Wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, another general trend discernible was the replacement of common nouns by proper nouns in the headlines (of especially Hindi print media) when members of a particular community were involved and vice-versa. ‘Accused Caught’ is very different from, say, ‘Moosa Nabbed’. Plus, if members of a particular community die, their names are splashed across the paper. However, if people from another community die, they are referred by numbers rather than names, if they are reported. Maybe I’m reading too much between the lines. But then, isn’t everybody? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography too is extremely important. If an act of vandalism occurs in Kashmir, it is dastardly terrorism, a threat to national security (which, no doubt, it is) but if the same  act is done in Orissa, then it is just those Naxalite ‘extremists’ again – not worthy of much importance. Slaughter of distinct ethnic groups is not terrorism – it is reaction or extremism depending on the perpetrators. The Kashmiri Terrorists are far more dangerous and in vogue for the media to focus upon than their North-Eastern Extremist counterparts, even when both have the same success rate and aim – to seize power / gain independence by coercing the nation-state. While both have to be tackled at multiple levels, prioritizing responses based on personal prejudices is illogical. Therefore, I conclude, terrorists usually belong to one single religion because the very term terrorism is used denotative of a community by the media. ‘Mr A’ can be a terrorist or an extremist or a merely misguided individual depending on his religion / geographical location that shape our media’s (and hence, the nation’s) perception of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus even a simple prima facie deconstruction of reporting depicts a tangible tilt – concern for one group and an almost indifference to another. The point was precipitated when I was perusing some Hindi and English national dailies. I was surprised to realize the near absence of follow-ups on some of the recent blasts, a fact mystified by the trend that these very newspapers had been replete with follow-up stories on bomb blasts – on the helpless victims, their families, and backgrounds, the contexts of blasts and speculation on perpetrators in most minute and excruciating detail. The Delhi blasts, for example, were all over them. But the recent Malegaon (Maharastra) and Modasa (Gujrat) Blasts hardly found a mention. They are present more by the metaphysics of their absence. One wonders why these newspapers focus solely on selective blasts, selective victims, and selective perpetrators and indulge in grossly selective follow-ups even when casualties are equal in numbers. Perhaps I am too dumb to understand. Maybe some blasts are more equal than others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, in its quest to emulate American Media to give a ‘face’ to terror, are not the immutable personal liberties enshrined in our constitution being shamelessly trampled upon by the often kindergarten analysis of our media who take people to task, labeling them, branding them, not giving them a chance to speak their side of the story, even before the Law has pronounced its verdict? Just because we have no Osamas of our country does not mean we need to create such bete-noires out of nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, we really need to stamp out the menace of violence and hatred from amongst our midst but we need to proceed in a way that distinguishes civilized people from savages. Media has to realize that the sly nomenclatural discrimination and subtle withholding of information it is indulging in, even if unknowingly, is causing a deep rift in the fabric of our nation and is strengthening the alienation of the minority communities. Some sections of the much harped about fourth-pillar of democracy need shedding of their personal prejudices and TRP vendettas if the government of the people, by the people, and for the people is not to perish from our country. I most humbly beg the Media to do what it was meant to do – Impart information, without fear, favour or bias – and this is not mere rhetoric.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2474927221049038545-8129086214696437368?l=samithekhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/feeds/8129086214696437368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2474927221049038545&amp;postID=8129086214696437368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/8129086214696437368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/8129086214696437368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/2009/03/harkat-ul-mediadeen.html' title='Harkat-ul-Mediadeen'/><author><name>The Praetor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447935940655611698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ky1abXNuX0w/ShfW1lUF9xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YKalhbas5vc/S220/DontPanic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474927221049038545.post-2209517398255795220</id><published>2009-03-19T23:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:45:56.294+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Privatization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobsons Choice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Fees'/><title type='text'>Money Hai toh Honey Hai!</title><content type='html'>Fact: My Annual Fees is about Rs 300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contention: I hate People charging more than it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write as a concerned student who’s worried about the plight of another section of my brethren and speak out against their divestment of the most fundamental of democratic rights – Free Choice. Privatization of Education has led to a paradigm shift in the world-view of youth today, thereby creating a life-style that is becoming increasingly commodity-fetishized, and that hierarchizes money over dreams. For example, owing to an almost 200% increase in Fees for their PGPM Programme (by IIM-A), MBA from a Tier-I college today has risen to cost about 10 Lakhs of rupees, that too sans interest. With interest the figure reaches upto 15-20 Lakhs (noted exceptions are FMS and University MBAs). What began as an isolated event egged on by rising salaries of graduates and high-costs of talent acquisition/retention, later spread to B-Schools all over the country. This fee hike now refuses to be slowed down even by recession, fall in salary packages and student outcry. When the fee-hike began, it was not considered such a serious threat as understandably, IIM grads do have the purchasing power to repay the loans, but who speaks out against average B-Schools that have followed this  dangerous precedent, but with none the respite in good placements? Worse, with no possibilities of roll-backs the situation offers but a Hobson's choice for interested students. Worse still, by addressing grievous inquiries by harping on the mantra of bank-loans and a  select few scholarships, B-Schools have managed to get away with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the mere availability of a bank-loan excuse enough to raise college fees to unthinkable levels, pay commission or not?  Should not Return on Investment be a major factor in colleges fixing their fees rather than aping the IIMs?  Would not it have been criminal on my part if I were a Doctor asking for about 5 Crores for a Bypass Surgery from a Patient (when it cost somewhat in Lakhs) only because the best hospital had raised its bill to that level? Moreover, would I have been absolved of all guilt if I managed to get him a bank loan at about 0.5% lower rate of interest? Negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Fee Hike is going to negate the free choice Managerial Graduates had and instead of opting for preferred profiles will opt for best paying packages to repay the loans taken, thereby leading them up an existential path of drudgery, not choice. The high fees will not only keep the poor outside the gates of MBA colleges but will ensure that those who wanted to enter governmental services or academics think twice before pursuing an MBA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is highly unfortunate that Min. of HRD took no action in this matter and led such preposterous fee structure to be implemented. Business conglomerates must not be allowed to dictate education policy in our country. It is requested that MHRD looks into the matter and takes to task B-Schools that plan to make hay when the sun shines at the sole expense of students. Such elitism in education needs to be stopped as it is contrary to the entire democratic structure of our nation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2474927221049038545-2209517398255795220?l=samithekhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/feeds/2209517398255795220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2474927221049038545&amp;postID=2209517398255795220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/2209517398255795220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/2209517398255795220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/2009/03/money-hai-toh-honey-hai.html' title='Money Hai toh Honey Hai!'/><author><name>The Praetor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447935940655611698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ky1abXNuX0w/ShfW1lUF9xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YKalhbas5vc/S220/DontPanic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474927221049038545.post-3408376194251224478</id><published>2008-10-16T22:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:41:27.841+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marxism'/><title type='text'>The Marksist Revolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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	mso-level-number-position:left; 	text-indent:-.25in;} ol 	{margin-bottom:0in;} ul 	{margin-bottom:0in;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marksist&lt;/span&gt; Revolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;From&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Thickhead Manifesto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; since the sun first rose on man who was able to distinguish between &lt;i style=""&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style=""&gt;them&lt;/i&gt;, a scourge of inequality has plagued humanity. It was with this dawn of a new bourgeoisie Reich that humanity was divided into two antagonistic classes of students- the have- marks and the have –no-marks. The have-marks, fully aware of the ontological and epistemologically attenuated numerical drawbacks of their kind, were quick enough to forge an alliance with another dreaded group-the teachers, to strengthen their societal position, and this unholy nexus has dominated the world since. The have-no-marks, blissfully ignorant of their rights and their share of the world, allowed the minority have-mark’s hegemony to continue unabated. Mahatma Pink Floyd in the sacred text &lt;i style=""&gt;Education, Revolution and The Wall&lt;/i&gt; calls for the abolishment of such exploiting classes by saying “Teachorial authority was the opium by which the have-no-marks class was subdued by the have-marks class. And, of course, since we don’t need no education, we don’t need no teachers too”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This shameless exploitation of the have-no-marks proletariat has continued unabated for centuries. Time is now ripe for a revolution to overthrow the capitalist have-marks and get rid of the scum, not a la Nicholas Sarkozy but Trinity-Father George W Bush. Our argument for the replacement of the present ruling class and abolition of the difference between the ruler and the ruled is based, contrary to the popular perception, purely upon justice, equality, freedom and dialectic bunkism.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pseudo-democrat and fascist arguments defending the right of the &lt;i style=""&gt;few&lt;/i&gt; have-marks to dominate over the &lt;i style=""&gt;many&lt;/i&gt; have-no-marks is that the have-marks deserve to dominate since they work harder than the have-no-marks, or that they possess comparatively superior intellect. For students, marks are equivalent to money. Therefore, the argument seems to suggest that the have-marks get more money/marks as they work harder for it. So far so good, but the underlying vein of selfishness hidden in it will remain invisible until closer scrutiny. Allow me to counter the perverse logic of this argument.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Based on the biblical quote- “He who shall not work, shall not eat”, our motto has always been pay according to work, and hence, work according to pay. Reduce that equation to student terms, and the matrix emerges as fee according to study, and hence, study according to the fee paid. A fortiori, since all pay equal fee, they should also study equal number of hours and get the same grades! However, some selfish and self-centred individuals study more than the allotted study hours (calculated as per the fee paid by an individual to a school/university) and try to use education as a shuttle to the ruling class. Moreover, as a corollary to the study-fee law, the have-marks are most on scholarships and freeships. Ipso facto, they pay less fee than the have-no-marks and this in turn renders them liable to lesser study hours per se (simply because they have paid less fee!). Still, it is not the poor have-no-marks (who stay true to their public commitment of not studying a second more than the time allotted, sometimes even less, for the public good) but the have-bloody-marks who breach their allotted study hour limits, day and night. How could this backstabbing the society’s trust and public good be tolerated? The problem is, not only is it tolerated, but also encouraged. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As for those whose sense of civic duty compells them not to study more than the allotted time but manage to get better marks owning to their superior intellect, their mind should be surgically altered, or better still, they should simply be &lt;i style=""&gt;purged&lt;/i&gt; (my fascist-democrat friends will find the term annoyingly familiar) for we have no place for such &lt;i style=""&gt;Ubermensch &lt;/i&gt;in our envisaged &lt;i style=""&gt;equal &lt;/i&gt;society which would be equal&lt;i style=""&gt; &lt;/i&gt;in every possible way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Res ipsa loquitur, and the exploitation of those not good in studies still continues. What is the solution? How to proceed with the glorious revolution and uproot the corruption so deeply rooted in the system? First, it is sine qua non for the have-no-marks to gain control of the ownership of the means of checking of exam papers. It is from exams that the marks emanate. And, marks=money=power. A posteriori, we should immediately seize control of the means of production of marks, and those are-&lt;i style=""&gt;examinations&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Secondly, classes have to abolished straightaway. Especially the teacher-class as the teachers openly violate Geneva Convention’s agreement to preserve human dignity and subject the students to &lt;i style=""&gt;torture&lt;/i&gt; in the form of exams and classes. One hour in a classroom (read gulag) forces a student to beg for a communion with death with greater zeal than Juliet’s desire for Romeo- “Death, Death! Wherefore art thou Death?” If Comrade St Marl Karx envisaged a &lt;i style=""&gt;classless &lt;/i&gt;society, whey then do we still have classes, lectures and Tutes?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Another thing required for the success of the revolution is the collectivization of marks. That is, from each according to his capability to each according to his need. If A gets 90 marks and B gets 30 marks then 30 marks will be automatically transferred from A to B. Both will then have equal marks (60) and the delicate equilibrium of the society will be maintained, not to mention its economic and humane significance.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The abovementioned policies necessary to initiate a revolution stay true to the two fundamental rights of a &lt;i style=""&gt;free student (&lt;/i&gt;no, free student is &lt;i style=""&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; a misnomer or a contradiction. They &lt;i style=""&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; exist, if ink is spilt for their creation). And those rights are- Right to Pass with Distinction and Right to Bunk. Suppression of these two rights has led many-a-students to raise their voice against the terrible suffering and injustice they were subjected to. The Paris student uprising, the banning of have-marks students from Pyongyang University campus, and the glorious abolishment of classes and teachers in Patna university (when the new VC &lt;i style=""&gt;thought&lt;/i&gt; about conducting an annual class to give the students their syllabus) bear testimony to the power that lies in the hands of the have-no-marks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;A&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype&gt;College&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, they say, is the microcosm of the contemporary world. If we want to change the world, we should start from the college itself. Here are some recommendations as per the envisaged have-no-marks constitution which will apply the liberating and equalizing principles to a college on macro and micro-levels:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Abolish      all classes, lectures and tutorials, effective immediately.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="2" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Transfer      of the Ownership of the Means of Checking from teachers to have-no-marks      students, with immediate effect. Also, the class called parents shall      never be dragged into the conflict between the teachers and the      have-no-marks students, EVER.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="3" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Immediate      constitution of a CBC (College Bunking Committee) which oversees and      enforces mass bunks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="4" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Raise      a Law Enforcement Agency, a la KGB (christened “Wewillscrewbloodyhavemarks”)      which maintains law and order and exterminates the notorious have-marks      and those who for their selfish ends refuse to cooperate with mass-bunks      and other reactionary activities. Such people will be publically      guillotined, courtesy the French Embassy de Delhi. (Note- Tenders for the      construction of a Guillotine in University Stadium will soon be released.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="5" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The      college should be known as the &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Have-no-marks&lt;/st1:placename&gt;       &lt;st1:placename&gt;Students&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Republic&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;      of &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;XXX&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype&gt;College&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;      or Union of Soviet of have-no-marks students of &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;XXX&lt;/st1:placename&gt;       &lt;st1:placetype&gt;College&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and never ever simply      as XXX College. (It’s way uncool, dude!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="6" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Rename      the Annual Fests to Nouns Like - Dialiectical Materialismia, Communist Euphoria, Peoples' Samvaad, Surplus Value, etc.&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="7" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Ban      studies. It is an American- capitalist concept.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="8" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;More      than 40% attendance will be declared illegal and will ensure a tête-à-tête      with Mr. Guillotine. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="9" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Constitute      committees, sub-committees and sub-sub-committees to safeguard the      revolution. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The leitmotif, as &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Comrade St Marl Karx said- Only when the have-marks students and teachers are overthrown, classes and lectures abolished, and communal ownership of the means of checking of Examination papers is established by an initial dictatorship of the have-no-marks proletariat can economic and social justice be achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have-no-marks students of the world, unite! You have nothing to loose but your bad grades! Beware, all ye aggressors and oppressors, for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marksist &lt;/span&gt;Revolution Cometh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. - I'm NOT anti-marxism. On the contrary, I am a staunch communist believing that liberty and equality can only be achieved through a people's revolution . However, one needs to joke about things and be critical of them - especially of those that he holds close to his heart - so he can evolve them further and cherish them forever. Lal Salaam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2474927221049038545-3408376194251224478?l=samithekhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3408376194251224478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2474927221049038545&amp;postID=3408376194251224478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/3408376194251224478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/3408376194251224478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/2008/10/marksist-revolution.html' title='The Marksist Revolution'/><author><name>The Praetor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447935940655611698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ky1abXNuX0w/ShfW1lUF9xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YKalhbas5vc/S220/DontPanic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474927221049038545.post-1232131379792971019</id><published>2007-06-28T21:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-28T21:31:03.932+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tonight I Can Write</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(a la Pablo Neruda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I Can Write the Saddest Assignment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write, for example, 'The Psycho-Analytic Treatment of the Marxist Analysis of the Structuralist Critique of The Meta-Physcial Imagery in Romantic Poetry'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night wind revolves in the sky and sings like Himesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest Assignment&lt;br /&gt;I wrote it, and sometimes I understood it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through nights like this one I held the Assignment in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;I cursed it again and again under the endless sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Assignment understood me, sometimes I understood it too.&lt;br /&gt;How could a masochist not have loved its blurred eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest Assignment&lt;br /&gt;To think that I do not understand it. To feel that I have lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear the immense night, still more immense with the Assignment&lt;br /&gt;And the verse falls to the soul like Nimboo-Paani to the parched throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it matter that my mind could not comprehend it.&lt;br /&gt;The night is starry and the Assignment is with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all. In the distance someone is bunking. In the distance.&lt;br /&gt;My soul is not satisfied that it has not lost the Assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sight tries to find it as though to bring it closer.&lt;br /&gt;And kill it. Destroy it. And set fire to it. Then kill it again. My heart looks for it, and it is not with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same night whitening the same trees.&lt;br /&gt;We, of that time, are no longer the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer understand the topic, that's certain, but how I tried to.&lt;br /&gt;My voice tried to find the wind to touch its souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another's. The Assignment will be another's. As it was before my musings.&lt;br /&gt;Its incomprehensible topic. Its mind-numbing compelxity. Its infinite specificity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer understand anything, that's certain, but maybe I understood it.&lt;br /&gt;Notes are so long, Assignment is so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because through nights like this one I held it in my arms&lt;br /&gt;my soul is not satisfied that it has lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this be the last pain that it makes me suffer&lt;br /&gt;and these the last verses that I write for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2474927221049038545-1232131379792971019?l=samithekhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1232131379792971019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2474927221049038545&amp;postID=1232131379792971019' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/1232131379792971019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/1232131379792971019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/2007/06/tonight-i-can-write.html' title='Tonight I Can Write'/><author><name>The Praetor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447935940655611698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ky1abXNuX0w/ShfW1lUF9xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YKalhbas5vc/S220/DontPanic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474927221049038545.post-1372925980084832569</id><published>2007-06-28T21:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-28T21:23:45.972+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Great Indian Fascist Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India, the email forward went, never invaded any country in her last 1000 years of history. My chest puffed with pride at the non-violent, altruistic, and peaceful past of my country and having switched off the computer, I decided to have a little ramble. A few steps down the main road, I was greeted by a giant Sa Re Ga Ma Pa Challenge 2007 hoarding. 'Music's First World War - Only on Zee', ran the words in a flashy print. Visually, Bappi Da was pathetically imitating a Trench Warfare scream. I would have pointed out that he was more suited for an armoured thrust, had not Himesh Reshammiya, carrying the globe in hands, along with Ismail Darbar and Vishal Shekhar, caught my attention. Reshammiya was perhaps trying to play Kaiser Wilhelm II. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music, it seems, is no longer a worship, an art sans frontiers, or a medium that binds humanity together. It is now a mode of active combat, propelled by the commodity fetishism of our age. This specific promotional poster could be attributed to the workings of a neurotic copywriter, but an analysis of other such adverstisements forces me to conclude that they are not sporadic incidents but a representation of contemporary collevtive unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even comedy shows, apart from Music shows, are today a symbol-cum-substitute for war. The 'Great Indian Laughter Challenge' on Star needs 'Warriors of Comedy' (Comedy Ka Yoddha).  Fed up with a 5 decade long cold war which sometimes became hot, we have now begun to project our war-mongering on quintessentially anti-war mediums such as music, sports and television. Next thing, we'll be renaming our Special Forces as the John Lennon Brigade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phenomena is not limited to Television, but expands, of course,  to the arche of such a mentality - Sports. According to Benedict Anderson, "print-capitalism" led to the creation of imagined communities. It created nations where they did not exist. Similarly, today's Media has provided ample impetus to the retrogressive nationalist viewing of Sports as War. For example, in Premier Hockey League we have Maratha Warriors,  Sher-e-Jullundhur, Hyderabad Sultans, and whose advertisements are an exact replica of the state of actual war. The Field has metamorphosed into the Battlefield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linking the past with the present, just as it was difficult being a Jew in Nazi Germany, it's hard, as the Neo-Sports Ad Campaign when Sri Lanka toured India went, to be a Sri Lankan in India. Ditto for the West Indies, which portrayed the nation that sweared by vasudhaiva kutumbkum and ateethi devo bhava maltreating and harassing tourists based on their nationality. All because their Cricket teams had the misfortune of touring India at that critical juncture. Although this particular campaign was stopped by the Govt of India, the damage had already been done. Tomorrow, it will be difficult to be a UP-wallah in Maharashtra and a Bihari in the North East. Last heard, Bajrang Dal and LeT were on a massive manhunt for such copywriters to bestow honours upon them in a lavish felicitation ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advertising, as Marshal McLuhan once remarked, is the greatest art form of the twentieth century. If this is what our advertising has become, then our art has truly degenerated. Moreover, we talk about freedom of expression Vs the National Sentiments, send many Chandramohans to jail, but do not bat an eyelid when the entire peaceful past of India is covertly replaced by a militant-hysterical present. One does not need to be a Barthes or a Freud to locate this shocking shift from a magnanimous, humanitarian, pacifist society to a nation obsessed with military symbolism and imagery of war. Aren't we as a nation witnessing a subtle shift in our weltanschauungs to something sinister, xenophobic, brutal and coercive? Are soul-force and peace really passe in the land of the Mahatma? If advertisements are an indicator of a country's consciousness, then sadly, it certainly seems to be the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2474927221049038545-1372925980084832569?l=samithekhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1372925980084832569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2474927221049038545&amp;postID=1372925980084832569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/1372925980084832569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/1372925980084832569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/2007/06/great-indian-fascist-challenge.html' title='The Great Indian Fascist Challenge'/><author><name>The Praetor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447935940655611698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ky1abXNuX0w/ShfW1lUF9xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YKalhbas5vc/S220/DontPanic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474927221049038545.post-4174818929871455780</id><published>2007-06-28T21:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-28T21:21:55.146+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Space</title><content type='html'>The Final Frontier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“To boldly go where no one has gone before” is not only the motto of Star Trek’s USS Enterprise, but is also one of the most cherished desires of man. Inter-planetary and interstellar space travel has always fascinated man. Inter-planetary travel may have become possible with  Venera,  Pioneer 10,  and Voyager, but many still tend to scoff at the idea of interstellar travel because of the enormous distances involved as our galaxy is 100,000 light years across and even the familiar stars we see at night are about 50 to 100 light years from us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Propulsion to conquer distances of that magnitude is the primary concern. For that, newer types of propulsion technologies are emerging, like engines utilizing Nuclear Fusion/Fission (Project Orion, Project Daedalus etc). Ram-Jet Fusion Engines too are in experimental stages and can have a large specific impulse, operating for years by consuming the free hydrogen found in deep space, though human ability to control proton-proton fusion process of a ram-jet fusion engine may take even a century or more to develop. Laser or Photonic Engines may have even larger specific impulses because they will be propelled by laser beams inflating a gigantic sail. Huge laser batteries placed on Earth bases or moon will generate large laser beams which then push a laser sail in outer space. This technology too is centuries away as it involves manning bases away from Earth and production of a laser of magnitude far above the current reach of man. Yet another kind of propulsion is possible- Anti-Matter Drive. Matter-AntiMatter collisions provide a 100% efficient way in which to extract energy from mater. However, anti-matter is an exotic form of matter which is extremely expensive to produce. The atom smasher at CERN, outside Geneva, is barely able to make tiny samples of anti-hydrogen gas. It may take centuries to bring down its production costs and for development of containment shields so that it can profitably be used for space flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;However, the main problem with the abovementioned technologies is that none of these engines can exceed the speed of light. To break the light barrier, one must utilize General Relativity and the Quantum Theory. Faster-than-light (FTL) travel becomes a possibility in such a situation. There are at least two ways in which General Relativity may yield FTL travel. The first is via Wormholes. A Wormhole is a rip in space-time which links two separate points of a universe (or 2 or more universes) and which may give us a shortcut across space and time. The problems with such wormholes are numerous. Though, no need to loose heart as the problems may exist, but so will the solutions. All we have to do is to find them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The second pathway for FTL travel is to use large amounts of energy to continuously stretch space and time. That means contracting the space in front of the spaceship, and expanding the space behind it. Since only empty space is contracting or expanding, the ship may exceed the speed of light in this fashion. The problem with this approach, again, is that vast amounts of energy are required. Energy scales for all these proposals are on the order of the Planck energy (10 to the 19 billion electron volts, which is a quadrillion times larger than our most powerful atom smasher).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other theories have been extended for human interspatial travel. This time, they deal not with propulsion, but with sustaining the humans inside the ship. Generation Ships is one such concept. A generation ship is a “mini-earth”- a starship cum inhabited planetoid cum modern Noah’s ark that would travel much slower than  Speed of light across great distances between stars carrying a sizeable population. Since such a ship might take thousands or tens of thousands of years, the ship would have to be almost entirely self-sustaining so as to provide food, air, and water for everyone on board. The ship may reach a habitable planet outside the solar system and colonize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hibernation may also solve a great many of the problems involved in sending humans to interstellar distances. One would simply put them into hibernation at the start of the journey and wake them up at the end - they wouldn't require much food, perhaps only a very slow IV drip- in fact, all they would need is a steady, slow supply of refreshed air and a constant low temperature - all of which is far less resource and energy consuming than other interstellar space travel concepts. Cryogenics may prove to be very useful here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The concepts mentioned here may sound science fiction, but so was man setting foot on the Moon a century ago. Yet, today it is considered possible. Fiction forms the basis of tomorrow’s science. It is not only curiosity which propells man towards space, but also necessity -of Lebensraum. Earth’s population is increasing exponentially, and if humanity wants to survive, it too has to expand- to space. I may not agree with Mussolini when he said that “Countries that do not expand do not survive”, but in the case of humanity as a whole, it certainly seems so. Earth is mankind’s cradle, but for how long can man stay in his cradle? Humanity needs a new motto: Per Ardua Ad Astra- Through hardship to the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2474927221049038545-4174818929871455780?l=samithekhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/feeds/4174818929871455780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2474927221049038545&amp;postID=4174818929871455780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/4174818929871455780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/4174818929871455780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/2007/06/space.html' title='Space'/><author><name>The Praetor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447935940655611698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ky1abXNuX0w/ShfW1lUF9xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YKalhbas5vc/S220/DontPanic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474927221049038545.post-2153995299107858732</id><published>2007-06-28T20:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-28T21:14:19.969+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Muflisi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An Ode to Poverty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And snatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The last morsel of joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From our mouths;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steal our rights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trample upon them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In your discos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make draconian laws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In your bars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And enforce them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On our streets;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cut our flesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And sell it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In your super-markets;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Export Our Sweat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Foreign Shores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burn our libraries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scatter their ashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In your rivers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is permitted to Jupiter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is not permitted to the ox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quo usque tandem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We will fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hostis humani generis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Till our last breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We will fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For us and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don’t tell us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To thank the lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So sweet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the food we eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the birds that sing;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whom should we thank?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Him, who made us cry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And told us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To bear the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The humiliation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With Patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For a glorious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Afterlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If it exists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which taught us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When our tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moisten the barren Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To laugh when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The jagged earth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuts our blistered feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When our blood mingles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With sweat, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And replaces the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the world breathes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It with Pleasure And Lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poverty, how do we thank you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do we repay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your benevolence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For you embrace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shunned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And teach us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The evils in riches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O World! Don’t you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dare Command us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Any longer;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don’t tell us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To forget our toil,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drink our sweat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To quench our thirst,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shed our blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Oil your machines,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don’t expect us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So that you can have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Labour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because we are going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To forge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This world anew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we will fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Till our last breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nos morituri te salutamus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And We &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who are About To Die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Salute you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2474927221049038545-2153995299107858732?l=samithekhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/feeds/2153995299107858732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2474927221049038545&amp;postID=2153995299107858732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/2153995299107858732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/2153995299107858732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/2007/06/muflisi.html' title='Muflisi'/><author><name>The Praetor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447935940655611698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ky1abXNuX0w/ShfW1lUF9xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YKalhbas5vc/S220/DontPanic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474927221049038545.post-6271704045313011670</id><published>2007-06-10T03:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-10T04:06:13.935+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Department of WildLife Conservation - Save the Tiger</title><content type='html'>Stardate 1145.8 - 14/41/MSU/GoI/42/b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Department of Wildlife Conservation,&lt;br /&gt;Ministry of Screw-Ups,&lt;br /&gt;Government of Stupid-Humans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Department is proud to have unanimously arrived at the names for the 'Save-Tiger Initiative Millennium Ambassadorial Icons' (STIMAIs) for India, Sri Lanka, and Bangladesh in such a short span of time (7 7 years, to be exact). These icons have by their many virtues and munificent gestures contributed not only to the cause of tigers but have also helped tremendously in social regeneration and progression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From India, the ambassadorial icon is the noted peacenik, Shri Maal Batre, whose Tiger-Sena distinguished itself in the 1992-3 Save-Tiger Campaigns (by incapacitating er... poachers, obviously). The soi-disant guardian of Delhi’s heritage, defender of saddi-Dilli against invading scum, and the scourge of non-delhite delhites (ok, I too am a wee bit confused here), Shri Maal Batre has worked for national integration through sensitizing the people to the tigers’ strict sense of territoriality, thereby creating nations where they do not exist. The Ministry cannot be happier, for when people are charged up, they think even less than they normally do. And since thoughts can lead to the formulation of unanswerable questions, it is better not to let the people think. (Editor’s Note- Freudian Slip – to be deleted in the final press release. Plus, Hang the Clerk who wrote this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The noted wildlife activist, Sergeant Menu-Pillai Prabhakaran, has been named the Ambassadorial Icon for Sri Lanka. Prabhakaran’s Liberation Tigers of Tiger Eelam (LTTE), has been fighting tyrannical poachers in North-East Sri Lanka for decades. The Govt. of Sri Lanka has been dragged more than once to the Court of International In-Justice, The Vague, by Sergeant Prabhakaran, for severe atrocities inflicted on the indigenous tiger population by the Sri Lankan authorities. Grrrr........(*insert a Tiger Growl, 440 Watts*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Bangladesh, the National Cricket Team has been selected as the Collective Ambassadorial Icon, for no other reason than looking kind of 'cute' in their tiger-striped cricketing uniforms, and defying the laws of probability by hopping all about the field without touching the ball even once.  (I cannot say this post-WC 2007).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ministry hopes to repay the untiring efforts of these individuals and the organizations they spawned by naming them as Millennium Ambassadorial Icons for Save-Tiger Campaigns. In another effort to encourage tiger growth, the Department has recommend setting up of a Bandal Commission to pave the way for affirmative action vis-à-vis the tigers which seeks through certain changes in herbivorous education patterns to indoctrinate preys to prefer being ingested by the tigers rather than other predators. (In short, the prey will walk upto the Tigers and 'offer' themselves to them...for the greater good, of course!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hoped that Tigers will from now onwards be seen in a new light by the people of South Asia, for the future lies in peaceful co-existence (even at gun-point) of the panthera tigris and humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrrowwwlll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jt. Secretary,&lt;br /&gt;Dept. Of Wildlife Conservation,&lt;br /&gt;Ministry of Screw-Ups,&lt;br /&gt;Govt. of Stupid-Humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2474927221049038545-6271704045313011670?l=samithekhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/feeds/6271704045313011670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2474927221049038545&amp;postID=6271704045313011670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/6271704045313011670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/6271704045313011670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/2007/06/department-of-wildlife-conservation.html' title='Department of WildLife Conservation - Save the Tiger'/><author><name>The Praetor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447935940655611698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ky1abXNuX0w/ShfW1lUF9xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YKalhbas5vc/S220/DontPanic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474927221049038545.post-3676508730312655338</id><published>2007-06-01T20:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-01T20:45:16.553+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iraq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saddam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neo-Imperialism'/><title type='text'>It was I who Built Iraq…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is December 30, 2008, and Dr. Manmohan Singh, ex-Prime Minister of India is about to be executed by American led peacekeeping forces in an effort to reinstall democracy and freedom in the region. Dr Singh is charged with ordering the Army to neutralize around 250 separatist activists of the Arunachal Dragon Force, ULFA, Kuki National Army and the Lashkar-e-Toiba when he was in command. He was tried by an Indian court and found guilty. The court has passed a verdict to hang him till death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds ridiculous, right? Read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“By what right dare you, a colonial judge, sit in judgment over me?” – Dedan Kimathi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8:30 am IST, December 30, 2006, a shackled but invincible president of Iraq, the one who confronts, was in a demonic parody of justice hanged by masked men, ending an unprecedented chapter in Iraqi history.  Ṣaddam Hussein Abd al-Majid al-Tikriti, born April 28, 1937, was the president of Iraq from July 16, 1979, until the American invasion of Iraq. Ironically, it had been the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) supported military coup d'état against the Government of Rahman Arif in 1968 in which Saddam Hussein had eventually assumed power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As President of Iraq and head of the Ba ath Socialist Party, Saddam espoused secular pan-Arabism, economic modernization, and Arab socialism. And that eventually led to a conflict with the United States of America. No wonder, Iraq was cut off the world by American sanctions (which killed more than a million Iraqis), was invaded and Saddam hanged on the charges of killing 148 people at Dujail in 1982. What historians of the Empire would have labeled as a suppression of a revolt by the state was branded outright genocide. England was not invaded and Queen Victoria handed over to an Indian government by the U.S. for suppressing the 1857 War of Independence, was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imperialism has always tried to sow the seeds of non-antagonistic contradictions amongst the third world by fanning conflicts on the lines of ethnicity (Iraq), religion (India), or region (Korea / Vietnam) so that a united anti-imperialist movement becomes impossible. Hence, the unfortunate 148 departed mortals were not just any people. They happened to be, as the western media reports proclaimed them hoarse, Shias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddam had consolidated power in a nation riddled with profound tensions, between Sunnis and Shi'ites, Arabs and Kurds, tribal chiefs and urban merchants, nomads and peasants, and had unified them as Iraqis and citizens of a Larger Arab World, a notion which had to be falsified by the Imperialist media in order to justify military action against him. Saddam’s vilification campaign became necessary and was modeled closely on what Edward Said termed orientalism, which justified colonization by creating a dichotomy between the noble benevolent father figures of superior emancipated West out to impart better governance to the savage, underdeveloped and inferior East by overthrowing its corrupt, power-hungry and Machiavellian rulers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was perhaps this White-Man’s-Defense-Contractor-Burden that led the CIA to overthrow many popularly elected governments in the third world, such as like the semi-communist Mossadegh Government of Iran (1953), and Government of Guatemala (1954), to name a few, replacing them with right wing, capitalist, pro-American military regimes. According to John Stockwell, formerly a high-level CIA operative, no fewer than six million people were killed in America's Secret Wars in many Third World countries. General Augusto Pinochet of Chile, the Shah of Iran, the religious despots in Saudi Arabia and Kuwait, were all right with U.S. for they agreed to toe the line but Saddam, the popular, secular leader who rightly decided to fight against the tyranny of the first world, evidently was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, let us not even for a moment consider Saddam as being completely free of vices. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. His was an authoritarian regime that had a bloody history of crushing popular movements, butchering the progressive and communist elements, fattening their coffers at the expanse of the public and waging a decade long war against Iran (with an understanding with the CIA) and later Kuwait. But the fact remains that Saddam, who tried to closely model himself on Gamal Abdel Nasser, saw himself as a social revolutionary and a modernizer, who to the consternation of Islamic conservatives, gave women added freedoms and offered them high-level government and industry jobs. Saddam also created a Western-style legal system, making Iraq the only country in the Persian Gulf region not ruled according to Sharia- the traditional Islamic law. Saddam’s was one of the few strong voices coming from the Arab world which spoke of economic nationalism, resistance to the hegemony of the first world, internationalism and most importantly, secularism, and that alone places him way above the monarchs of countries like Saudi Arabia, who should have been the first to go had U.S. really cared about democracy in an age torn asunder by communalism. Even 9/11 and the terrorists bred in America’s very own Saudi Arabia did not jolt U.S. to wakefulness, and Iraq, where extremist elements had always been contained by the Saddam regime, became a potential target. Again. It’s all about oil, honey. To conclude, it would not be fallacious to say that Saddam was a man more sinned against than sinning, and we can only hope that Imperialist machtpolitik no longer snatches the lives of the hoi polloi, and that Neo-Imperialism is met with all deliberate force by the third world. There is a better way, as people like Hugo Chavez, are out to prove. And as Che said, I am not a liberator. Liberators do not exist. The people liberate themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's Try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta la victoria siempre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2474927221049038545-3676508730312655338?l=samithekhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3676508730312655338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2474927221049038545&amp;postID=3676508730312655338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/3676508730312655338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/3676508730312655338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/2007/06/it-was-i-who-built-iraq.html' title='It was I who Built Iraq…'/><author><name>The Praetor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447935940655611698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ky1abXNuX0w/ShfW1lUF9xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YKalhbas5vc/S220/DontPanic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474927221049038545.post-630021970546569015</id><published>2007-05-30T01:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-30T02:00:55.010+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Star Wars :  A Galactic Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When George Lucas' Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope opened up on May 25, 1977, no one even imagined in their wildest dreams that in 2005, 28 years later, Forbes Magazine would estimate the overall revenue generated by the entire Star Wars franchise at nearly US $20 billion, making it one of the most successful franchises of all times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Based loosely on the usage of leitmotifs a la the Romantic music of the 1800s, George Lucas' style of epic storytelling captured the human spirit and ensconced itself in the contemporary eigenwelt. Perhaps the most famous moral fable of the 20th century, Star Wars brought to fore the 'light' side of the Force that was the facet aligned with good, benevolence, and healing and the 'dark' side of the Force synonymous with fear, hatred, aggression, and malevolence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It echoed not just the theme of Good Vs Evil, but more importantly of Good turning into Evil. The exchange between Anakin and Obi-Wan in Episode III in which Anakin talks about Obi-Wan being 'Either with him or against him' and Obi-Wan's reply that 'Only a Sith Deals in Absolutes' coupled with Amidala's observation 'This is How Liberty Dies. Amidst thunderous applause' are not wasted on a readership familiar with Invasion of Iraq and Mr. George W. Bush's rhetoric. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It's influence was such that when Ronald Reagan proposed the Strategic Defense Initiative (S.D.I.), a system of lasers and missiles meant to intercept incoming ICBMs, the plan was quickly labled "Star Wars". This gained further resonance when Reagan described the Soviet Union as the (Galactic) Evil Empire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Political anecdotes, Moral lessons and the fact that visual effects that take over today's films would have never been created had not Lucas's revolutionized the film industry with Star Wars, apart, who can forget the Terrifying Darth Vader, Heroic Luke, Charismatic Han Solo, Saintly Yoda and the loveable pair of droids- R2D2 and C3PO? Star Wars is not merely a movie, it is a cult, which is today perhaps more powerful than many religious organizations and MNCs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Celebrating 30 years of a 'galaxy far far away'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Force be with us all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2474927221049038545-630021970546569015?l=samithekhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/feeds/630021970546569015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2474927221049038545&amp;postID=630021970546569015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/630021970546569015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/630021970546569015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/2007/05/star-wars-galactic-tribute.html' title='Star Wars :  A Galactic Tribute'/><author><name>The Praetor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447935940655611698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ky1abXNuX0w/ShfW1lUF9xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YKalhbas5vc/S220/DontPanic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474927221049038545.post-2093989972261178058</id><published>2007-05-30T01:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-30T01:55:20.848+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Begin-end</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Blogging manoeuvres have been initiated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read them, feel them, tear them apart. Do whatever you want to. But just Don't Panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit venia verbo, Anything that happens happens, anything that in happening causes something else to happen causes something else to happen, and anything that in happening causes itself to happen again, happens again. Although not necessarily in chronological order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nevertheless, Don't Panic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, that's the Key to Success. Continue chanting 'Forty-Two' about 42 times every 42 minutes each 42nd week, And Don't Panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heil Reichsfuhrer 42!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2474927221049038545-2093989972261178058?l=samithekhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/feeds/2093989972261178058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2474927221049038545&amp;postID=2093989972261178058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/2093989972261178058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2474927221049038545/posts/default/2093989972261178058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samithekhan.blogspot.com/2007/05/duggie-adamsian-law-of-causality.html' title='The Begin-end'/><author><name>The Praetor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17447935940655611698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ky1abXNuX0w/ShfW1lUF9xI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YKalhbas5vc/S220/DontPanic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
