Free speech is a two-way street. If you don’t respect the freedom of speech of your dissenters, then you don’t believe in freedom of speech. All India Bakchod (AIB) expects everyone to respect their freedom of speech but they get in a moral outrage whenever anyone disagrees to their views. However, anyone who is calling for the arrest of AIB’s honcho Tanmay Bhat after his gormless video on Lata Mangeshkar is giving him exactly what he wants — sympathy vote. Asking for legal action against such idiotic videos is ridiculous. If the critics want to take him down, they should do it with the most powerful weapon of modern era — criticism. Kill the Fascist bastard with criticism. Slaughter his sick ego by making offensive video on him. Bully him into chronic depression. Slut shame him by uploading his lewd three-some video (with Karan Johar and Kamaal Rashid Khan) online. Make him commit suicide. If nothing works, settle scores in a good old-fashioned fight: crack the fat bastard’s skull in a boxing ring. By crying for his arrest, they have needlessly turned him into a hero. Or is this just another publicity stunt by his closet cronies to promote him? After all, we have seen times and again how certain sections of Indian media and corporations are trying to promote him and his Fascist group.
Tanmay Bhat has the face of a prehistoric man, an unevolved specimen of Great Apes. He is a product of bestiality or incest or a genetic experiment gone horribly wrong. The end result is a morbidly obese dictator masquerading as a clown. He makes fun of people who don’t conform to his diktats but everything is justified under the pretext of “free speech” by his naive apologists and brainless disciples. That’s fair enough. The have the right to ridicule anyone they want. But if we make fun of his obesity or his incestuous family, we are called insensitive. (What else can we expect from his hypocritical supporters?) He abuses, ridicules the elderly but they way he is bloating, he won’t even make it to thirty — a massive heart attack will take care of this burden-on-the-earth. Or if he manages to get old, he will rot in a squalid old-age home, paralysed and demented, neglected by his family, raped by some deranged employees, kicked and pissed on by teenagers and his hideous face nibbled by mice. What a pleasant sight it would be for the connoisseurs of highbrow cinema. The comedians of his ilk would find humour in his misery.
He also is a bonafide paedophile. His tweets about children are disturbing. (I have cropped his ugly picture on purpose.)
In times when people get upset so easily, his hideous remarks are conveniently ignored by intellectuals and mummy bloggers. A person like him should’t be allowed to roam near schools. It’s obvious that he is protected by someone very powerful. He and his AIB cronies prey on young children, which explains why they claim to be representatives of the “youth”. Their love for the youth is disturbing.
Has anyone noticed how most of the comedies like Sarabhai Vs Sarabhai, The Great Indian Comedy Show, The Great Indian Laughter Challenge etc. have been systemically deleted from Youtube? Has anyone noticed how even decent comedies get trashed by media? All this points to the fact that the ruling elite intends to make AIB as the face of Indian cinema and entertainment. Nobody makes good comedies anymore because humour doesn’t get any respect in this country. (Even an intelligent comedy like Matru Ki Bijlee Ka Mandola failed for the same reason.) It’s only to establish AIB’s monopoly in the entertainment industry.
AIB is one of the main reasons behind the class divisions in the society: it typifies the supremacist, imperialist, casteist, racist elite who control everyone by spreading hate and politics of guilt. They give false sense of superiority to their fans by telling them how great they are for watching highbrow movies. Their disciple Darshan Jimmykant is worthless because of such false admiration showered upon him by them. If they really cared for him they would show him the mirror, kick his servile buttocks to make him find a job instead of being a stoned couch potato. For them, watching Bombay Velvet is activism. It is ironic that these bastards wear watches worth thousands of dollars, but they have the nerve to guilt-trip people for watching feel-good cinema. They tell people to embrace austerity and shun larger-than-life movies, yet these sanctimonious pontiffs lead luxurious lives filled with expensive cars, discos and booze; they preach austerity, but they never talk in anything less than crores (ten million); they buy luxury cars just to attend weddings but watching cinema for entertainment is a sin according to these hypocrites. They police people’s taste in cinema, they present themselves as well-cultured, intellectual linguists, yet they thrive on cheap and lame words like chutiyapa and bakchod. It just shows they are boring hypocrites. They preach people to develop shades of grey in their characters since idealism is uncool according to them; they preach that nobody is good or evil but anyone who criticises AIB is declared evil by them and their bhakts. (Aren’t their critics allowed to have shades of grey? Shouldn’t there be a margin for the supposed flaws of their critics?) Their ideologies are full of such grave contradictions and inconsistencies. They have the blessings of media, corporate world, politicians and possibly the underworld. Their worthless brains are infected with leprosy. They call Kamaal Rashid Khan the top film critic and an intellectual. That idiotic assertion itself warrants butchery to death.
Whenever there are talks of peace amongst various faiths or cinematic values, whenever highbrow and lowbrow cinemas try to peacefully coexist, the demagogues like AIB intervene by spewing hateful videos, comments, fake mass-voting on IMDB to thwart peace dialogues. They incite hate through their intentionally flawed reasoning and red-herrings to distract people from the core issues. And their impressionable fans think that watching Slumdog Millionaire will reserve them a spot in heaven or Salman Khan’s films will dispatch them to hell. IMDB is a hub of such rabid fanatics. The brainwashing that goes behind the forums of IMDB would even make Nazis proud. There is a reason why feel-good films (like Shandaar, Matru Ki Bijlee Ka Mandola) from serious directors failed; they were sabotaged by such rabble-rousers who cringe at the very thought of variety and coexistence. If people had the confidence to stand by their choices, nobody would look for AIB’s approval.
Contrary to what people think, Fascism doesn’t manifest as a tentacled monstrosity with posters of Adolf Hitler and placards saying “death to infidels”. Fascism is’t humourless either. In fact, it shows up as your saviour. It reminds you of your highbrow values; it divides you in the name of religion, caste, film connoisseurship etc.; it beats up anyone or anything you feel doesn’t match your values. It doesn’t tell you that its agenda entails militia, bullying, mass imprisonments, censorship, honour killings and gas chambers.
Tanmay Bhat has the face of a prehistoric man, an unevolved specimen of Great Apes. He is a product of bestiality or incest or a genetic experiment gone horribly wrong. The end result is a morbidly obese dictator masquerading as a clown. He makes fun of people who don’t conform to his diktats but everything is justified under the pretext of “free speech” by his naive apologists and brainless disciples. That’s fair enough. The have the right to ridicule anyone they want. But if we make fun of his obesity or his incestuous family, we are called insensitive. (What else can we expect from his hypocritical supporters?) He abuses, ridicules the elderly but they way he is bloating, he won’t even make it to thirty — a massive heart attack will take care of this burden-on-the-earth. Or if he manages to get old, he will rot in a squalid old-age home, paralysed and demented, neglected by his family, raped by some deranged employees, kicked and pissed on by teenagers and his hideous face nibbled by mice. What a pleasant sight it would be for the connoisseurs of highbrow cinema. The comedians of his ilk would find humour in his misery.
He also is a bonafide paedophile. His tweets about children are disturbing. (I have cropped his ugly picture on purpose.)
In times when people get upset so easily, his hideous remarks are conveniently ignored by intellectuals and mummy bloggers. A person like him should’t be allowed to roam near schools. It’s obvious that he is protected by someone very powerful. He and his AIB cronies prey on young children, which explains why they claim to be representatives of the “youth”. Their love for the youth is disturbing.
Has anyone noticed how most of the comedies like Sarabhai Vs Sarabhai, The Great Indian Comedy Show, The Great Indian Laughter Challenge etc. have been systemically deleted from Youtube? Has anyone noticed how even decent comedies get trashed by media? All this points to the fact that the ruling elite intends to make AIB as the face of Indian cinema and entertainment. Nobody makes good comedies anymore because humour doesn’t get any respect in this country. (Even an intelligent comedy like Matru Ki Bijlee Ka Mandola failed for the same reason.) It’s only to establish AIB’s monopoly in the entertainment industry.
AIB is one of the main reasons behind the class divisions in the society: it typifies the supremacist, imperialist, casteist, racist elite who control everyone by spreading hate and politics of guilt. They give false sense of superiority to their fans by telling them how great they are for watching highbrow movies. Their disciple Darshan Jimmykant is worthless because of such false admiration showered upon him by them. If they really cared for him they would show him the mirror, kick his servile buttocks to make him find a job instead of being a stoned couch potato. For them, watching Bombay Velvet is activism. It is ironic that these bastards wear watches worth thousands of dollars, but they have the nerve to guilt-trip people for watching feel-good cinema. They tell people to embrace austerity and shun larger-than-life movies, yet these sanctimonious pontiffs lead luxurious lives filled with expensive cars, discos and booze; they preach austerity, but they never talk in anything less than crores (ten million); they buy luxury cars just to attend weddings but watching cinema for entertainment is a sin according to these hypocrites. They police people’s taste in cinema, they present themselves as well-cultured, intellectual linguists, yet they thrive on cheap and lame words like chutiyapa and bakchod. It just shows they are boring hypocrites. They preach people to develop shades of grey in their characters since idealism is uncool according to them; they preach that nobody is good or evil but anyone who criticises AIB is declared evil by them and their bhakts. (Aren’t their critics allowed to have shades of grey? Shouldn’t there be a margin for the supposed flaws of their critics?) Their ideologies are full of such grave contradictions and inconsistencies. They have the blessings of media, corporate world, politicians and possibly the underworld. Their worthless brains are infected with leprosy. They call Kamaal Rashid Khan the top film critic and an intellectual. That idiotic assertion itself warrants butchery to death.
Whenever there are talks of peace amongst various faiths or cinematic values, whenever highbrow and lowbrow cinemas try to peacefully coexist, the demagogues like AIB intervene by spewing hateful videos, comments, fake mass-voting on IMDB to thwart peace dialogues. They incite hate through their intentionally flawed reasoning and red-herrings to distract people from the core issues. And their impressionable fans think that watching Slumdog Millionaire will reserve them a spot in heaven or Salman Khan’s films will dispatch them to hell. IMDB is a hub of such rabid fanatics. The brainwashing that goes behind the forums of IMDB would even make Nazis proud. There is a reason why feel-good films (like Shandaar, Matru Ki Bijlee Ka Mandola) from serious directors failed; they were sabotaged by such rabble-rousers who cringe at the very thought of variety and coexistence. If people had the confidence to stand by their choices, nobody would look for AIB’s approval.
Contrary to what people think, Fascism doesn’t manifest as a tentacled monstrosity with posters of Adolf Hitler and placards saying “death to infidels”. Fascism is’t humourless either. In fact, it shows up as your saviour. It reminds you of your highbrow values; it divides you in the name of religion, caste, film connoisseurship etc.; it beats up anyone or anything you feel doesn’t match your values. It doesn’t tell you that its agenda entails militia, bullying, mass imprisonments, censorship, honour killings and gas chambers.
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