A picture in the Deccan Chronicle this morning.
A wall with photos of Indian cricketers on it, now hideously disfigured with lipstick, bindis and whatever else the decorators have thought will indicate emasculation. A crowd gathered in front of this wall with shoes and slippers, beating it in deliberate public denunciation.
Sometimes, my countrymen shame me.
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And did you see the TV coverage of protesters lying down and masquerading as dead bodies, with the names of cricketers on the sheets covering them? Such good taste...
No, really? Staggeringly classy all this. Just when I've been going about talking such rot about India's inherent balance, self-corrective mechanisms...
I saw another picture - here. Shameful, really. I have written about it here
Emma: 'Chooriyan' seems so synonymous with powerlessness, you'd think women would refrain from using that symbol in that way... but no, apparently the x chromosome doesn't automatically qualify you for better sense.
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