WHAT IS THE MENTAL AGE OF ANY RELIGIOUS COMMUNALIST?

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Well, it beats (pun intended) the hell out of me too.

Disclaimer: While the question is irrefutably ridiculous to demand a serious answer to, I’d suggest you take the totally Einstein-backed orthodox methods employed to arrive at it, with an entire packet of Tata Namak Desh ka Namak. If you don’t, ABE ANTINATIONAL! Pakistan ka raasta bhool gaye kya? (salt salt baby).

A knowledge in differential and integral calculus, that you begrudgingly thought you might never ever use in life, would definitely come in handy now. So haha to all you losers who didn’t pay attention in school. Anyway, to the rest of us math machines, let’s give ourselves a collective no-contact pat on our backs and delve right into it.


Let’s face it. We all have witnessed this first-hand at some point in our lives. Religious communalism is like cow-dung-on-the-sidewalk. It is holy, but at the same time it sits as a disgusting aberration, and is everywhere!

By everywhere, I mean our sexy stretch of land that is currently every Pakischinesegurkha’s wet dream.

 “Baby please let me intrude you deeper today.”

“Sure baby, lelo cow dung lubrication and some mutra for your stamina.”

So being everywhere, it is only scientifically safe to assume that almost every person has come across it at some tragic point in their lives.

Albeit the street-wise savvy, the sprightly and the truly religious and spiritual among us precariously side-step these cow dungs on a frequent basis, it’s the unsuspecting and the naïve who ignorantly put their foot into it lojak mojak pajak.

And once the deed is done, they are never quite capable of effacing either the stench or the plague. This tragically, with progression in the temporal dimension, leads to a Cotard Delusion-like-condition, where the affected develop surreal notions about their selves as zombie-doers of an imaginary entity’s (read political entity) will. This, in popular medicine is known as Retard Delusion – which in layman terms is also known as –

Take a guess.

BRAVO! You passed the test! Because trust me, if you were afflicted by this, you could never have figured it out.

However, what really makes communalism antithetical to social welfare should not be distorted by its said likeness to cow dung.

You see, manure is beneficial to the society in a myriad of ways and apart from the conventional uses, we now know it would even contribute as a survival necessity in case we are left high and dry in Mars, thanks to Matt Damon. Communalism on the other hand, has none of that cool shit (pun totally intended again) going on for it. It is through and through Mordor machinery.

Okay before the nerd in you gets impatient, let’s now jump straight into the dirt – the nitty-gritties of our calculations.

Considering the demographic dividend of our country to be around 26, the mental age of our communally charged citizenry can be deduced as follows:

Deduct 2 points from the demographic dividend, for their ignorance, pliability and deranged dogmas. Simply put, they deserve it for being the smooth-brained cognitively impaired imbeciles they are.

 No wait, make that -10, for therein lies the root cause.

-2 points for intentionally harming/killing people and guiltlessly spreading terror amongst citizens.

-2 for destruction of public property.

-2 for reaping that fear psychosis generated, for electoral gains.

-2 for warping the fundamental ideals of the Constitution – secularism, democracy and threatening the heterogeneity of the country.

-2 for faulty perception of religious texts and invoking religion to polarize the community for personal/electoral motives.

-2 for trying to brainwash and recruit paavam ambis in the promise of money and post-death dividends.

-2 for being a politician or a dope with political links.

 

is this a pigeon meme, politician wonders if minorities are just opportunities.

If that would broadly cover all the barbarousness, then it’s but self-evident that our religious communalists are about as mature as any glorious two-year old.

Hmmm. For all you notorious 2 year olds, I just have one gesture that involves a finger.

Put it on your lips and just go to bed, until your mommas teach you to grow up.

And where’s the calculus? Here’s a real life application for you. 

You don’t use chain rule on a society, instead you let its people keep their power that is integral for their survival and make sure they work like the nice composite function they are meant to be.

Politicking 101: The almost-complete foundational course for being a politician in India.

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Disclaimer: This is a very easy, but 100% serious course based on meticulous observations of some of the behavioral trends largely afflicting the contemporary Indian political community. Intermittent tests are available too for free, just post answers in comments.

While political correctness has been upheld to an extent, we beg your pardon in advance if you’re unable to handle a bit of sarcasm.

Also, all events mentioned in the course are true. Any resemblance to an actual person living or dead is purely intentional. Thank you.


SO LET’S POLITICS!

If you’re here reading this, you probably harbor secret fantasies of donning the saffron-white and leading madly devote hordes into a bright horizon where chariots fly high and flags higher – a height where not even dreams dare to float.

A dream of India, where she is a completely hinducratic, autocratic, modiarchy.

Yes? Omg what? That turned you on? Why my bhakt, you’re at the right place indeed! But if that didn’t, well, the only trick up my sleeve as a fellow Indian is, YE COURSE BILKUL FREE HAI MITRO! And like we all know, only a fool turns down freebies.

So anyway, from here on, I think I’ve got two options –

I either delve right into the lessons or ramble on some more about how this amazing life-changing brilliant mind-blowing course is going to blow your wig off, without really getting anywhere; but unfortunately I’m not a politician. I’ll just go with option uno.

And that’s your lesson 1.

You need to master the rhetoric and learn to infuse it with elements of vagueness and shallow grandeur.

Test yourself: Write an essay for 600 words without any particular topic or focus. You can do it.

If you found yourself struggling with the previous test, don’t worry. You’re not going to be the only poor performer out there. In fact, being one would rather help you from standing out as an abominable oddity.

So darling, it’s high time you take pride in your mediocrity.

That’s your lesson 2.

Another quick ‘test yourself’: Ask a bunch of your friends to air their disappointments in you for a while. Their task is to constantly throw accusations at you, while yours is to take on them with an unflinching air of cool.

However, a warning is in due.

Do not. Do not ever disappoint your friends in real – irrespective of whether they’re true, false, long-distant, annoying or intolerable. A real politician always has friends. Happy friends. Or friends made happy. By you. Friends who will then owe. You.

That’s the lesson 3 ki kahaani.

Now test yourself ek aur bar: Try to compromise on the greater good to accommodate the whims of your good buddyroos. Make it a 30 day challenge, so you’re more prepared for the 5 year one. Scoring will be based on your total number of quid pro quos earned.

That’s right. I only said it was a compromise on the greater good, not on your good! You’ve only got a limited time if you don’t get re-elected, (even if you do, by following these lessons seriously, the time is STILL limited) so your actions must be sharp and three-pronged.

Any rookie might be thrown off by the apparent conundrum here, but your all-knowing amateur has got your back. Listen closely, for the devil (read politics) is in the details.

HerE aRe The mAIn GoaLs of anY roOkie PoliticiAN:

–  your constituency needs to achieve overall progress

–  you need to reap the benefits

–  plus you need to get re-elected

This everyone knows. I do, even my mamma do. They ain’t gonna be yours though. Because that, darling, is a recipe for failure.

What YOU do is play the classic game of fuck, marry, kill.

You must 1- fuck re-election, 2- marry the benefits and 3- kill progress.

You might ask me, But o Balderdash! KILL?! How do I get away with murder??

Good question. I say, DISTRACT! USE FIREWORKS! (and no, I don’t mean the sad Sivakasi almost-green fireworks, I’m talking about the biggerbetterbombastic fireworks display at LOC/LAC. It always gets the front page).

That’s your lesson 4 mitro.

Focus on mastering some artful evasive techniques, and never forget the three Ds of dodge, distract and divert.

Test yourself aakhri bar: You’re questioned, “Is it true the current economic crisis is a result of a series of blunders, such as demonetization, GST, in an already volatile sector, and could have been avoided? What would constitute concrete reformative measures?”

If you answered, “peeche dekho, peeche!” good try, you probably pass with C, but if you used irrelevant keywords like Ram Mandir, surgical strike, masterstroke, Article 370, CAA, etc you get an O. Because you’re right on track-O!

Bonus points if you blame the previous governments for everything!

But again, the rookie in you might ask, O Balderdash, is progress really non-existent? Is it all just a façade?

NO SIR! You do get to dabble in certain important progressive undertakings now and then. But beware! Those measures must not, on any occasion, turn out to have long term benefits. Because you see, we do not want ANY of those nuisances of succeeding parties to bask in the glory of what was YOUR brainchild initially.

In other words, it’s progress and not really progress at the same time. Trust me; this is scientifically backed by quantum physics.

Hence, obviously, environmental reforms are total no-no. So fret not even if you have to destroy forests, destroy marshlands, and pollute rivers. Just make it worth it. For as long as you’ve got the numbers proving growth, nothing else matters. (for pro-tips refer: EIA draft notification, 2020.)

That’s the end of lesson 5.

Think long-term, act short term.

Test yourself the actual aakhri bar: You need to build a car shed for Mumbai metro-3. What will you do?

If you answered, “AREY JUST CLEAR THOSE AAREY TREES, JUST 30 HECTARES NO BIGGE WIGGIE, I’M STILL ENVIRONMENT FRIENDLIE!” you’re almost already there and your greatness is already peaking.

One final lesson mitro, before you go.

Never forget that PR matters.

Don’t just sit there if you’re being portrayed negatively by media, okay? Go buy the agency, pronto!!

And if it still spills over into the society and catches fire, so now you’re being opposed everywhere? Don’t panic, you’ve got a wide range of options to choose from. You can impose Section 144 under CrPC, book those peskipiksi pesternomis for sedition, lynch them if they’re not Hindus and make them chant JaiShriRam, call them anti-national-pak-china-threesomeloving-traitors and penalize them under UAPA, etcetera.

Let your creativity run wild darling, for as long as you get to be the king of the smoke-choked, unemployed, hungry preys in this concrete jungle, nothing else matters.

Who are we? Bhakts! What do we want? Vikas! How do we get it? Mandir wahin banayenge!

End of course. Lelo certificate.

Jai Shree who?

Your amma.