tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038378606356803239.post6091598496196621561..comments2024-12-22T06:04:17.518+00:00Chi-Ting Masterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13888421252904281860noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038378606356803239.post-87479182770851961922014-03-19T12:31:15.995+00:002014-03-19T12:31:15.995+00:00The harakiri option for that frozen Jap Yukio is too generous. In his tradition, piercing the solar plexus is a noble,honorable and dignified act of self-sacrifice. Rather, it's the carotid artery that he should aim at, which would be more indicative of ignominy,dishonor,and contempt ... And as for Mooji, maybe he should consider the hemlock option? It wouldn't be a bad exit strategy for this corpulent bullfrog.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038378606356803239.post-63444707643581657252014-03-19T02:22:15.016+00:002014-03-19T02:22:15.016+00:00Ok the rats are coming out of their holes...types like Ramana Spencer even looks rat like. It doesn't matter if they wear robes or Ali baba harem pants, the costume can be discarded, the rhetoric can be discarded, its all hot air. Let them move onto Goa.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038378606356803239.post-19099091695711423842014-03-12T08:27:23.360+00:002014-03-12T08:27:23.360+00:00The recent Mooji vaudeville in Rishikesh was held in a huge venue that was packed to the rafters. I didn't do a head count but it must have been in the region of perhaps 500-600, not counting those who were confined to their hotels battling dysentery and couldn't attend. I want to point out that my usual instinctive antagonism felt towards Mooji (and the other fraudsters) was as strong as ever. I could feel the waves of narcissism, emanating from the almost exclusively European circle of followers, which left a sour taste in my mouth. It was an eye opener: some of them engaged in the type of obsequiousness last seen in the Mughal royal courts of old India - with the difference that the eunuchs had more dignity than the Mooji arselickers. On a positive note, the friends of Tiru were spared their presence and for that we bow to Arunachala IN OUR HEARTS!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3038378606356803239.post-10566251337055726542014-03-11T14:49:33.909+00:002014-03-11T14:49:33.909+00:00Kevji, keep in mind that this dropkick is on a lavish tour of the subcontinent - all expenses paid courtesy of the BBC - which in recent years has tended to portray the cultural-spiritual aspects of India in a manner that reflects shallowness, superficiality and frivolity. One can sometimes detect elements of mocking and baiting, because of commercial imperatives. A great deal of levity and silliness goes into these infotainment productions: they send a lightweight who (to a discerning viewer) comes across as someone who puts on the mask of 'not a full quid.' The phlegmatic Louis Theroux is a good example. A few years ago he turned up at Mata Amritanandamayi's ashram in Kerala to do a story for the BBC. It was a hell of a cracker ... that memorable clip may still be somewhere on YouTube. As for poor Radha, her swings between hypo and hyper glycemia may have contributed to her irrational actions. Her career in Tiru could have taken a different trajectory if her diabetes had been stabilised. Having said that, it's more probable that all the ingredients that make for a disastrous recipe were already being cooked in the pot of destiny ... Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com