You have to love the news channels, Barkha Dutt, yesterday said the following words signing off from her show, "We leave you with the following thong." Thong? I mean Barkha's educational background is impeccable, unlike say the people at TV Today or CNBC. When she said 'thong' I doubt it was a pronunciation error, but rather a Freudian slip. Hmm.. Thongs. talking of TV Today, does anyone in the planet understand Jhujjhar Singh? Anyone? What fucking accent is that?
Anyway, when the Advani melodrama ended sometime yesterday I had a good laugh. This was predicted to last at least a week before Praveen Froth-adia went on bended knee to Advani and said 'Forgive me, I will now suck your willy', or something like that. News Channel trucks parked outside BJP Headquarters on Ashoka Road bloody created a traffic jam, and must have also created a frequency problem also. I mean why were we subjected to impure and disgusting Jinnah-love and then what followed. At first, I though Advani was like Hamlet, confused, unsure at first but carrying his principles to the end. But, even Shakespeare could not have foreseen Indian politics, where grovelling is an advanced art form. Just look at the Congress with Mrs G. But, will the the now seventeen hundred TV news channels have any of it? Nope. In the heat of summer, their correspondents go down to Ashoka Road and report that some senile BJP supporter from Rampur in UP has walked all the way from his village to implore Advani not to resign. Kinda like that joker who threatened to commit suicide when Mrs G didn't become PM, but there were only twelve hundred TV news channels then.
Loved todays ToI P1 cartoon, and if anyone saw the Dubyaman inside, that was cute also. The Ambani brothers spat (what is it with people whose names end in -ani.. Sindhi and Kutchhi fightercocks) is also getting boring. Tony Jesudasan, Anil Ambani's main man in Delhi (he the short, dark balding man tailing Anil A if you ever see/meet him in Delhi) is planting stories all across the media of an un-spat happening soon. But frankly, I'm bored of the Ambani spat, what I am interested in, however, is the future of Reliance. After P Chat bought Basell who also bought a lot of proprietary technology and a great R&D network, something that Reliance doesn't have. The petrochemicals fight in this country might be interesting soon.
Plus, I was hearing Red FM yesterday, and noticed something very strange. Some song which had the words, "Get your ASS on the floor" had the capitalised word censored. With a bleep no less. When did 'Ass' get offensive? I mean, socially progressive country that we are, for reasons I have elucidated in previous posts, has started censoring 'ass', or has Papa Poorie suddenly discovered morality? Either which way, this along with the closing of the pick-up joints, sorry I meant 'Nachh bars' in Mumbai are signs of a weird sense of morality entering our country. We must not start emulating the Christian Right of America. Long live our perverted nation.
Now I have to talk to the President of the Federation of Biscuit Manufacturers of India, yes, there is one. And yes, I always get the short straw on the weird story draw.
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4 comments:
Your previous post proves two things........
1. you have no manners - you said some awful things about my eds..which is unforgivable. at least they dont steal their correspondents' bylines. two, ass licking in your office rules.
2. you have double standards - you are forgetting the countless times you have asked what our cover was.
go suck up to your ed. i couldn't care less.
with every passing day i am more convinced that the decision i took was correct. we could never be happy together.
cant quite agree that ass-licking is the only way out in journalism ... not at this stage of your career. But then it will later if you are planning to embrace the profession for the next 30 years ... when intellectual corruption sets in ... when the lust for the byline dies ... when you hate to pick up the phone lest you get a story that you may to write ...
believe me, it all happens ...
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