Bomb Ourselves Back To The Stone Age

Hello folks.
This is going to be a good ol' fashioned rant, so get your popcorn and sodas ready, and buckle up.

1) Environmentalists.
Noun. Also, synonym for people with too much time on their hands, and too little in their personality to actually make others care about them. So they go ahead and make it a point to find a fault with everything around, and condemning said everything to high hell. Case in point, the Tata Nano. Some idiots think that the Nano is going to pollute and pollute and pollute. Are chutiyon, you know we've norms for the environment, don't you? Just because some politicians made a case ten years ago against a cheap car, you get sucked into their perspective and criticize what is every middle class man's dream? I suggest you get a life, and while you're at it, pull your foot out of your mouth, because if you really did care so much about pollution, you'd quit the comfort of your cosy homes, and head for the Himalayas. But that wouldn't help much either, because you'd just melt the ice off with your warm and fuzzy farts.

Let's get a little technical here. A Nano will give you 23kms to a litre of fuel. On the other hand, an SUV gives you what 8-10kms to a litre. If you still don't see my point, the Lord, if there is one, wasted a set of eyes and a brain on you. Stop the SUVs if you care so much. Or be like me, and don't. Please, don't waste our time with your opinions, and if you are a hot enough environmentalist who'd only give me some if I heard you out, just save it for the morning after.

2) Facebook.

Dudes. Seriously. Social networking used to mean keeping in touch with people. Not sitting and quizzing your personal highway to internet iconism. Get a life. Get utorrent. Download. Watch a movie. Watch porn. Get it up and let it out. Stop quizzing on Facebook, and even if you don't, stop sending me the goddam updates letting me know that your favourite band in the whole wide world is Backstreet Boys. They're not even a band, they're a group, idiot.

3) The Third Front. The Fourth Front. Whatever else.

So suddenly, Mayawati wants to be PM. And it will soon be mandatory for everyone going in for a job or an education to produce an open category certificate. I'm not one to ask about a person's standing in life or any of that jazz and I generally take shit the way it comes, but when it's about to hit the fan, I'm not going to stand behind it. Are Maya-ben, aukaad pata hai? On one hand, you've got people rooting for Barack O-haha, who's atleast qualified enough to be where he is, and in the largest democracy in the world, we have a proper swayamwar for the top job in the country. But who really know what's going down when these politicians make their pre-poll, post-poll, pre-earlymorningpoop, post-coitus, pre-mature-ejaculation alliances?

To anyone who reads number 3 - Be a man. Do the right thing. Shut up, and vote. Show these idiots the finger.

Oh, and the Samajwadi Party is like the laughing stock of Indian politics. After the BJP, of course. Amar Singh spends more time on Page 3, while Mulayam tries to get mulayam ladies to give him hand jobs since his hands are all dirty from the shit Laloo and Paswan are dragging him through. Poor old chaps, even Mayawati raped them upside down and hung their cocks to dry in the Arctic Circle. When will they learn? No wait, will they learn?

Wow, I feel better, so I'll give you a life update on me.

I was in Delhi for a week, met Rini after a long time. Had the most amazing time ever. Love her to death.
Was at a few farewell functions, since it is our last fortnight at VNIT. I laughed and cried at the same time.
My final year project group is awesome. We have done nothing yet, and since tomorrow is the seminar, I don't think we're going to. Cheers Mayur. :)

Life is good right now, but I don't know how long it will last. So for any of my friends reading this, you know who you are, thank you for the time of my life.