Those ones who are in the helm of our national politics had once been away from the purview of this definition. But times have changed and all of them are now in the stable of the scoundrels, and they all represent only one clan which does not have a noun to be given, but an adjective to be attached: It is ‘politypical’. If it is a party, it is politypical party; if it is a person, he or she is a ‘politypical’ leader or follower. This clan of scoundrels deserves no name at all, for they have been able to cut themselves to be so undeserving by carrying out activities nefarious, asocial and apolitical enough to call them with no name at all. They stand poised to enjoy certain privileges and principles. These are:
· Horse-trading is fine. Political power is the sign of this horse
· Defecting is incorporated. It comes first with defeating the other party, and next with snubbing the very voters and their trust
· Accepting kick-backs is part of the deal
· Killing, criminalising, character assassination, cornering and political exiling are tricks of the ‘national’ trade
· Second-fiddling are survival characteristics
· Wheeling and dealing are like political breathing
· Money is the political oxygen, and Mammon is the political deity
· Ideologies are idiocies; they are found in all the ideologues
· Allegiance to the party is a kind of allegation and an insult
· There is no constant allegiance to any one. Party or public
· Being in politics is like a windfall. You need not do anything. Just stay on the course to be of some dimension in the long run
· Education or any type of qualification is a disqualification. Forget about character and culture, moral values and decency
· A politician does not need to work or earn. He is fed by the system or he feeds on the system.
· Having a conscience or being conscientious is passé in politics
· All politicians are equal before low esteem, poor respect and scant regard
· Be in jail and run for offices, come out and attend confidence or no confidence motions. It is all in the game
· Once you are in it, it is hard to be out of it. The nation won’t let you be out. The political clutches are so full of tentacles that they won’t let one breathe free from the above politypical implications
So what is dirty, politics or politicians? The mass impression is that politicians of all hues are dirty beings that pry on common man’s pie. They are the most heinous of human forms. Politics has become a slum of such filth and what it generates election after elections is but filths of the worst order capable of eating away the very system it thrives on. It is an arena of scavengers and parasites, peddlers and pushers whose ultimate religion is remorselessness. There in no one worth the political salt to be an exception to GB Shaw’s definition. ‘Politician’ in the real sense of the term is an extinct species. And politics is a dead stream of the state.
It is really hard for any scoundrel of some ordinary order to be a politician. But, today, a politician of any order, colour or combination could easily be related other way round.
They are increasingly becoming a fast breeding organism capable of inflicting untold miseries and abominable precedents in the system. They are a menace, a virus, a cancer and a canker. The nation stands hopelessly succumbed.
Disclaimer: If a politician of some genuine order happens to read this article and comes to have some reservations on the observations made in it, he or she is kindly urged to understand that they are the last remains of an about to be extinct political species, and these words do not have the power to hurt them any way because they are going to be culled from the system and bred in captivity so that the posterity would have a sigh of relief seeing them displayed at heritage museums and galleries. The writer.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Politics is not dirty, but politicians are
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