Idiot’s
There are days to fall in love, days to express them and days that make life ohh so perfect. I have everything figured out, actually we all have everything figured out. February 14 every year I will share my love for the current better half of my life, March 8 would be when I appreciate all women in my life, April 22 is when I sit in front of TV grimacing at facts about damage to mother earth and condemning everyone, somewhere in May will be time to make my mom feel special, June is for the father, September 16 I will think of the ozone layer .. so on .
Perfect.
It no surprise that when a news channal airs a piece on hectares of land getting washed away , the immediate concern is not how to prevent further calamities and provide shelter to the victims, rather discussing the disappearance of 150 crores is a far greater issue.
After all in a world where we are all so organised financial statistics are important – they are measurable ( compared to human or animal apathy), look professional, gives the political parties another topic to render irrelevant and more importantly how else do I get my TRP’s? The plight of the victims may catch the initial eyeballs but a banter between parties and the meaningless exchange of blame is far more entertaining. Breaking news material indeed.
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