AIB’s disciples undertake character assassination of those who disagree to their views. Therefore, I will engage in character assassinations of two AIB’s cohorts with pleasure.
Russell Peters — When dunces rule the roost, it’s no coincidence that drug addicts are their followers. The so-called comedian Russell Peters, and a rabid apologist of AIB, is a former drug addict and a drug trafficker. What sick times of moral decadence the modern society must be in when when rabid junkies like him are considered role models and intellectuals. He didn’t kill anyone but he wrecked thousands of innocent lives with drug peddling. But all that is never accounted for. No one has the courage to confront him.
He can make fun of anyone but no one is allowed to criticise him. Russel Peters can drop dead and rot in hell. I am not afraid of him or his Fascist fans. He has the face of a rabid mastiff dog sewn on a human body. He is a cross between a human and a rabid dog.
Any dictator would be proud of him. The ruse of comedy allows him to spread hate with ease. There is nothing wrong with making fun of cultural and religious stereotypes. But it’s the intent that matters the most. Russell Peters’ intent is that of a Fascist, his comments full of hatred and downright contempt. To those who find him harmless, ask yourselves a question: would think the same if he were a Caucasian? There is no way the people would find him funny if he were a white British boy. He would be chastised by the Left and the Right and deemed racist.
Dixon Loda — The second disciple is not a celebrity. He is just an ordinary loser named Dixon Loda. He is in his late thirties, yet he has no job. His biggest achievement in his life is that he watched an entire season of Breaking Bad in a day. He shows pride in doing a great “social service” by watching movies that AIB recommends. That’s fine. He can do whatever he wants but the trouble is that he abuses people who watch Satyamev Jayate. He makes fun of Aamir Khan’s remuneration thereof. Of course, a loser who has never earned a penny in his life is bound to be outraged at that. He has problems with Aamir Khan’s high fees in per episode but he never questions Tanmay Bhat’s income; he has no problems with Russell Peters’ exorbitant earning from his asinine shows.
Media likes to tell us that people who like AIB are better than others. It’s anything but that. This stupid bellyacher, who is an portrayed as an ideal fan of AIB, lived on his wife’s income after marriage. She tried persuading him to work. She took him to counsellors and psychiatrists, but to no avail. When all the modern techniques failed, she hauled him to the desi quack Baba Ramdev but even that couldn’t save this pathetic loser. On top of that, he is an alcoholic and a proud drug addict (like many other bhakts of AIB). After years of struggle, his wife had no choice but to terminate the wedding. Now he is back to his parents’ house, living on their income, popping pills and sniffing cocaine with his like-minded zealots of AIB. His only qualification is that he pretends to like highbrow cinema. That’s all it takes to succeed these days.
Russell Peters — When dunces rule the roost, it’s no coincidence that drug addicts are their followers. The so-called comedian Russell Peters, and a rabid apologist of AIB, is a former drug addict and a drug trafficker. What sick times of moral decadence the modern society must be in when when rabid junkies like him are considered role models and intellectuals. He didn’t kill anyone but he wrecked thousands of innocent lives with drug peddling. But all that is never accounted for. No one has the courage to confront him.
He can make fun of anyone but no one is allowed to criticise him. Russel Peters can drop dead and rot in hell. I am not afraid of him or his Fascist fans. He has the face of a rabid mastiff dog sewn on a human body. He is a cross between a human and a rabid dog.
Any dictator would be proud of him. The ruse of comedy allows him to spread hate with ease. There is nothing wrong with making fun of cultural and religious stereotypes. But it’s the intent that matters the most. Russell Peters’ intent is that of a Fascist, his comments full of hatred and downright contempt. To those who find him harmless, ask yourselves a question: would think the same if he were a Caucasian? There is no way the people would find him funny if he were a white British boy. He would be chastised by the Left and the Right and deemed racist.
He is embarrassed of his Indian ancestry and calls himself an Anglo-Indian. It’s a shame that Indian media and politicians put him on such a high pedestal, just because of his supposedly Indian roots. They call him “one of us” when he clearly considers himself superior to them. The shameless politicians and actors click “selfies” with him, treat him like a God whenever they meet him. Despite his condescending attitude towards India, this hypocrite likes to meddle with India’s internal matters. He criticised Aamir Khan for not liking AIB Roast. However, when his buddy Anupam Kher criticised AIB, he didn’t say a word. It’s obvious that both have common political interests with BJP. But what’s perplexing is BJP’s sycophancy towards him. This bastard gloats about championing equal rights, yet he supports frauds like Baba Ramdev who claim to have a “cure” for homosexuality.
Like many Fascists, he uses snobbery to sell himself. “If you don’t like Russell Peters, you are not smart” — that’s the killer motto exploited for centuries to spread Fascism.
Dixon Loda — The second disciple is not a celebrity. He is just an ordinary loser named Dixon Loda. He is in his late thirties, yet he has no job. His biggest achievement in his life is that he watched an entire season of Breaking Bad in a day. He shows pride in doing a great “social service” by watching movies that AIB recommends. That’s fine. He can do whatever he wants but the trouble is that he abuses people who watch Satyamev Jayate. He makes fun of Aamir Khan’s remuneration thereof. Of course, a loser who has never earned a penny in his life is bound to be outraged at that. He has problems with Aamir Khan’s high fees in per episode but he never questions Tanmay Bhat’s income; he has no problems with Russell Peters’ exorbitant earning from his asinine shows.
Media likes to tell us that people who like AIB are better than others. It’s anything but that. This stupid bellyacher, who is an portrayed as an ideal fan of AIB, lived on his wife’s income after marriage. She tried persuading him to work. She took him to counsellors and psychiatrists, but to no avail. When all the modern techniques failed, she hauled him to the desi quack Baba Ramdev but even that couldn’t save this pathetic loser. On top of that, he is an alcoholic and a proud drug addict (like many other bhakts of AIB). After years of struggle, his wife had no choice but to terminate the wedding. Now he is back to his parents’ house, living on their income, popping pills and sniffing cocaine with his like-minded zealots of AIB. His only qualification is that he pretends to like highbrow cinema. That’s all it takes to succeed these days.
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