American Racists:
“Indians are dirty, smelly, loud, and uncivilised.
They keep to themselves.
They celebrate only their festivals.
Eat only their foods.
Impose their culture on others.
Swarm everywhere.
Servile and lying when weak.
Overbearing and demanding when strong.
Stealing our women.
They refuse to assimilate into the American (read WASP) mainstream.
They must.
Or they need to leave.
Bloody parasites.”
Indian Nationalists:
“Muslims are dirty, smelly, loud, and uncivilised.
They keep to themselves.
They celebrate only their festivals.
Eat only their foods.
Impose their culture on others.
Swarm everywhere.
Servile and lying when weak.
Overbearing and demanding when strong.
Stealing our women.
They refuse to assimilate into the Indian (read Brahminical Hindutva) mainstream.
They must.
Or they need to leave.
Bloody parasites.”
My Take:
Back in the 1980s, the Mumbai Police Commissioner reportedly said this about the mafia wars:
“Let them kill each other.”
That’s my attitude towards the American right wing and the Hindutva-loving NRIs.
Put them in a ring.
Hand them steel knuckles.
Let them go at it.
I have no fucks left to give.
What went around.
Has finally come around.
If no one is left to speak for the Modi-worshipping, merit-touting, fake-accented, bringing-brides-from-India, teaching-Yoga-and-Sanskrit-to-their-children, brave-in-a-mob, anti-immigrant immigrant,
who left India for their own reasons and now shits on everything that got them there (including subsidised food, fuel, and education),
while waxing lyrical about India’s ancient roots,
and the so-called glory of the land they discarded,
(with great effort, dedication, and preparation)
then so be it.
You’re on your own.
I’m out of fucks.
I’ve got enough on my plate.
Leave me alone.
And solve your problems.
Especially the ones you have created.
