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Where does charity go?

Dear Brothers and Sisters of Democratic Nations,

Today we all happily live in our humble, yet comfortable adobes and proudly enjoy the love of our family and friends. We all have access to basic amenities of life and we make the most out of it. Our children very proudly march to the national anthem in their respective educational institutions. Long Live our countries and Long Live our children. May God always be merciful on us and keep on blessing us with his gift of love.

We all are not just decent but also great human beings. We take care of our youngers and elders equally. We lead a happy and blissful life. We also make sure that we contribute towards the good of society and most of us enthusiastically participate in social and charitable events.

I wanted to wish all of you a very happy and blissful life ahead. May we all flourish equally.

Despite of our good nature most of us are either oblivious to the injustice towards the poor, needy, oppressed, minority, women and kids or choose not to engage in such depressing conversations. I am completely with you in your point of view because I used to cultivate similar thoughts.

We are a part of a capitalist society where the principle of existence is based on making money. We need to be at par with the changes of times, if we wish to lead happy lives. I understand your need to become rich and I would not demean it by labelling you greedy. We all have our dear ones to feed and clothe. We need to extravagantly marry our sisters and daughters to socially display our love towards them. Even as cavemen we had the desire to own homes and what’s wrong to own a fancy, comfortable roof. In the end, we all want better lives for ourselves and our families.

 We celebrate festivals, birthdays, anniversaries, graduations, even death at times. We make sure we proudly donate to our corporate endorsed 13 charitable organizations who very proudly claim to be helping animals, children, people and literacy. We also donate billions of dollars annually to religious institutions. Even your little one’s never shy away from leaving $1 in the charity boxes outside temples, mosques, and churches. All this money comes out from your banks debited by the goodness inside your hearts.

Today I just wanted to ask a question.

Where does all this money go?

AS far as I remember the poor were poor and the needy were needy and the oppressed were oppressed and the women were victims and the children were abandoned, when I was 7 years old. I used to cry a lot seeing them suffer. I am 27 years old now. It’s been 20 years watching people suffer and trillions of dollars donated to end their sufferings. Surprisingly they still suffer and oddly I still cry, each morning, every afternoon, evenings and before I attempt a failed sleep.

It’s beyond my reasoning to understand this degree of failure of these so called charitable and religious institutions.

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We, BrokenRadio run an online blog majorly focussing on making the world a better place.

www.brokenradio.blog.

Due to our revolutionary unbiased take on social issues funding has started pouring in from across the globe.

As much delighted we were because of such overwhelming support, initially, our spirits were crushed when we realized that these funding are either religiously or politically motivated. As much as we want to help people, we cannot indulge in blood money. Religions breed hatred and kill people. Governments thrive on fear and enslave people.

We the people demand free the people.

If any of you good souls wish to stop contributing to the failed charitable and religious institutions, we would happily engage in your small contribution. Any little support towards this bigger cause would be highly appreciated.

We want to change the world and we want to make it a better place, for our children. But Rome wasn’t built in a day and Alexander the great had a fleet. We are powerless without your support. We would encourage you to contact us with selfless funding assistance. In return, we would show you how powerful is a smile of a needy and how fake is the society endorsed by those who are greedy. Hope for your assistance.

Have a great day and may your children have a better tomorrow.

nishantnishit@outlook.com

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We the People demand Free the People

** The views expressed in this article are of an Individual. Government doesn’t endorse such views. They do not mind people being slaves. BrokenRadio does **

There’s blood in the streets, it’s up to my ankles
She came
Blood in the streets, it’s up to my knee
She came
Blood in the streets in the towns around
She came
Blood on the rise, it’s following me
Think about the break of day

She came and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair 

                                                 –Peace Frog

Good Morning Planet

Rain does push the morning bio-alarm away. I always make sure to wake up early. Early bird catches the worm. In a filth-rich society, someone got to give up on grabbing desserts and take the pains to catch the worm. I don’t mind menial jobs. Work is worship. So, I catch worms.

Today morning I was interacting with a fan, (I personally prefer the term friend) who belongs from Kashmir. She had the pleasure of witnessing years of tyranny. I wish, I too was that lucky. Witnessing political and social tyranny, first-hand is an extremely enriching and soulful experience. She is blessed. God bless her soul. God bless her family. She was sharing her agony about her little brothers, who were badly hurt by a state backed oppressive force.

I guess all of us have agreed on my views, that a self-aware state/society/system which stems out and breeds on a principle of self-indulgence cannot work selflessly for the self-interest of the people. To elaborate –

  • Your Government is a failed state.
  • Your Society is a failed organization.
  • Your Beliefs are a failed system.
  • Your Armed Forces are failed assailants.
  • Your Media is a failed tube.
  • Your Soul is a failed institution.
  • You are a failed experiment.

My Radio, though it’s Broken, still airs.

Now in this failed mindset, we end up agreeing to failed concepts.

“Get a job. Go to work. Get married. Have children. Follow fashion. Act normal. Walk on the pavement. Watch TV. Obey the law. Save for your old age. Now repeat after me: I am free.”

We are in a state of constant surveillance. This surveillance is then used to create propaganda that is wrapped in religious content and then weaponized for brutality against humanity to fulfill Political agendas. The Prime goal of the campaign being:

“Seasoned Subjugation of Mind!”

This is the ultimate tag-line endorsed by your governments across the blue dot, floating in the space, in an infinite universe, brightly lit with lights and fairly rich with darkness.

We are in a state of encouraged vigilantism. This vigilantism is then used to induce terror propaganda which is wrapped in fear and then weaponized for mass slavery to fulfill corporate agendas. The Prime goal of the campaign being:

“Autonomous Subjugation of the Mind”

In an era, where consciousness should be floating around, we the people walk proudly, in a state of deep sleep which is pleasantly masked as waking dream that is perceived as reality due to flawed sense of reasoning.

But the people wake up. They always do. Today or tomorrow or in the centuries later to come, an awakening is inevitable. Today I woke up late but when I looked out the window, I saw an awakened mass. After a very long span of time, I witnessed rising.

Ayat from Kashmir demanded freedom and I would help her attain it.

We the people demand Free the people.

Freedom of Mind. Freedom of Soul. Freedom of thoughts. Freedom to choose goals.

And it’s so easy to be free. It’s just a two-step process.

  • We pick up a pen.
  • And we keep writing about the truth, just the truth, only the truth.

No one needs to get out of their homes. No one needs to flood the streets. No one needs to yell. No one needs to scream. Hell, you do not even need to talk.

Just Write! Write about the injustice you witness! Write about the brutality you experience! Write about the extents of exploitation you are subjugated to!

Write about the Truth!

We the people will flood the streets with letters addressed to the establishment. The drains would clog with molten pulp and would burn the unjust system. We the people would ignite a cleansing fire and burn this crippled disassociated oppressive system and  We the people then would Free the people.

A pen and a paper is the only medicine crafted for this epidemic!

The first revolution is the revolution of the mind wherein you agree to at least the concept of tolerance for a different point of view. A view which you have never been shown before. A view which every great or evil person agreed to.

Be it murderer Escobar or the benevolent Teresa.

Writing letters is the only real art of war!

To achieve a permanent state of peace, let’s give way to a temporary state of unrest.

Let’s get out of our cozy couch and get in the library. Let’s write slogans. No stones needed. No bullets required. Just a pen and a brave heart.

We the People demand Free the People.   

#notinmyname

#wethepeople #demand #freethepeople @brokenradiocreatives

Have an Excellent Sunday. Happy Shopping.

Working Class Hero : Breaking Sound Barriers

When dictatorship is a fact, revolution becomes a right.

Victor Hugo

 

Greetings!

May the weekend rejuvenate your spirit & prepare you for the drudgery next week!

What do you wake up to each morning? Your mobile phone, a newspaper, the television, a cup of coffee, an urgent text from your boss? You know what I woke up to this morning? FAN MAIL! And what makes it even better is the fact that it is for one the most CONTROVERSIAL writers in my fleet – Nishant Nishit! Now, by definition, the word CONTROVERSIAL means

“giving rise or likely to give rise to controversy or public disagreement”

So in that sense, my word selection to describe this individual is absolutely legitimate. Looking at the chaos he spins on social media everyday supports my claim. People go to the extent of using his own social media propaganda hashtags against him just to prove their point! I don’t know if you have your thinking glasses on but I do, & I can make out that that’s epic shit! Love him or hate him, you cannot ignore him. It’s a cliche, I know, but like every cliche, there’s an element of truth here too! Anyway, this isn’t the first time somebody has sent in an e-mail or message dedicated to Nik’s awesomeness but this is the first time I felt it is ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY appropriate to the tee, if you have to describe his thoughts, his journey & HIM! And why not, it’s been penned by John Lennon. So without further ado, allow me to share a message we recieved from Ujala Wani from the paradise on earth, Kashmir.

Dear Nishant,

I’m Ujala Wani & I am from Kashmir. I do not know how to express my adoration for someone I have never met in person but whose soul I feel connected to through his words. I wake up each morning & the first thing I do is, check your blog to see what you have written today! I am no writer, but I do sing & I feel the following song just has to be dedicated to you. It’s a hard hitting number by John Lennon who I know you also admire, just as all epic people do. And here’s a picture of me, rehearsing for the day I would play it in person for you.

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‘BrokenRadio’ has added the watermark to prevent misuse.

“Working Class Hero”

As soon as you’re born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
‘Til the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you’re clever and they despise a fool
‘Til you’re so fucking crazy you can’t follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

 

When they’ve tortured and scared you for 20 odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can’t really function, you’re so full of fear

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

Keep you doped with religion, and sex, and T.V.
And you think you’re so clever and classless and free
But you’re still fucking peasants as far as I can see

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

There’s room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me

Hope you like my dedication & hope you write back! Even if you don’t, hope you continue your war of words. You’re my hero!
Love & luck
Ujala

Hmmm, I don’t know about Nishant but if someone would write a letter like that for me, I wouldn’t just be reading that John Lennon song, I’d be dancing to it! But it’s for Nishant, he’s the man of the hour, so I will urge him to dance to it instead & let me thank not only Ujala, but all those people who believe in ‘Broken Radio’, who believe in Nishant, who believe that the truth is irreplaceable even if it’s a hard pill to swallow.

Thank you for reading, supporting, following! One such letter makes the hate spewed on social media dissolve like salt in water! And a word to Nishant, you’re not that controversial after all eh? People have started agreeing with you…!

 
Grace & Peace!

Operation Damage Control

You cannot control what happens to you, but you can control your attitude toward what happens to you, and in that, you will be mastering change rather than allowing it to master you.

– Brian Tracy

What happens when you look into a mirror? You see your own reflection. If something seems amiss, you take care of it, like readjust your tie, spruce up your hair, straighten your crease & go about your day. But what happens when a mirror is shown to you? Somebody walks up to you when you’re least expecting it & shows you exactly how ridiculous you really are, that can cause some involuntary jolts & thought-less reactions.

This seems to be the case with some corporate psychopaths who thought it’s okay to play God in others lives just because they’re in a position to do so in a perverse sense. While I am deeply touched by the support Nishant has garnered from those who think alike & are reasonable minded, I am absolutely appalled by the audacity of those involved in the incidents highlighted in Nishant’s articles American Express India Campus – A Sexual Playground and American Express India Campus – A Sexual Playground – II 

It started with veiled threats coming from a manager who warned Nishant that he could “Get into trouble” while claiming to be his well wisher. After an afternoon gone by of messages almost spamming my friend’s inbox, asking him to remove the ‘name’ , it went on to persuasion tactics applied over the telephone. Listen up Mr Manager, your bull shit worked while we were in that corporate steel cage not because you are some wise magician whose persuasion tactics are a force to be reckoned with, your feedback session was such a success mostly because nobody had a choice but to comply. OBEY. SUBMIT. AGREE. That’s not the case now. We’re allowed to report shit. We’re allowed to talk about things we see. Nobody can walk up to us say, hush up. Now, for the  anonymous messages & the paid bot commentators falsely stating that the incidents highlighted are an exception, allow me to remind you of the time when a woman in Campus had filed an FIR against an American Express TL for sexual harassment & we were all asked to ‘un-tag’ ourselves from her Facebook post. I understand that you have to train yourselves to ignore what happens around you & protect yourself from reality but not us. In fact, ever since Nishant’s article has been published, there have been messages pouring in from people validating the very fact that not only is this the culture there, but also, their own experiences with regards to sexual approaches, innuendos & what not. But publishing hearsay is not our aim. Nishant simply wrote about what he has witnessed. WITNESSED. Not HEARD. We’ve heard a lot over the years & heard a lot more in the last two days. We don’t run on gossip. YOU DO.

Damage control can be more damaging to any situation. You end up validating the very fact that you want to falsify. Take my advise, stop trying to FIX THIS SHIT & fix the shit within you. Pledge never to try taking advantage of another individual & repent. That would be true damage control.

Delhi – The Rape Capital

It’s 07:45 am. It’s a beautiful Sunday morning in the capital town of India, New Delhi. New Delhi is the capital of India. India is a great country. Though it is a ‘bit’ overpopulated, where ‘bit’ is being used as an understatement inducing agent.  India is also a very just nation.

Because Delhi is world’s worst places and natives of this place are really evil, Indians decided not to outcast Delhi but reward it with the title – Capital. Being a capital city is a great responsibility. You need to make sure you are overpopulated and scarce of resources. This in turn would hike prices and people would work hard and earn less. The city would get costly and to an outsider would glitter ‘RICH’.

A Rich place is a good place. Lights should always stay on. You should never sleep. Delhi never sleeps. It works 24/7. In between naps it robs, kills, scams, whores and rapes too. Delhi likes raping. India enjoys rape. India makes rape a frequent activity. Indians believe every women has a secret desire to get raped. The world also shares a similar belief.

India rapes in Delhi, Noida, Gurgaon, Surat, U.P and before you tell me to stop stating that you know this and you choose to ignore because things like these are depressing. I would like to state the real fact. Yes every women has a desire to get raped. And that is not at all a secret. And as shocking as it would hit you, every man also has a desire to get raped. The entire human consciousness has a desire to get raped, wherein rape stands for losing control over self and let the universe run it’s own course. Rape means not to try and control anything because it’s a futile attempt. Rape doesn’t always mean a sexual crime, you depraved society! That would be it for today. Have a nice day.

Letter To YOU, From Deluded Nik

Dear Readers,
I love you a lot and I am liking this activity very much. There are not many relationships in which people talk. But we do. We laugh. We argue. We have our pseudo-intellectual conversations. I try to tell you, how shitty the world is and you boast of it’s beauty.
When Dolores said,
‘Some choose to see the ugliness in the world, I choose to see beauty”
…my heart skipped a beat. I thought she’s the one. But 30 mins down the line, I realized that her thoughts are programmed. She is programmed to see good everywhere.
At times I wonder, is everyone just programmed to do the things they do. Parents love and nourish us, ideally. Friends admire and respect us. But in reality we are haters. No one likes anyone. Everyone wears a people pleaser mask to make sure this empire of shitness thrives.
People always complain that I have a wrong approach at looking at things. I do not beg to differ.
I so wish to see the world through our ideal society’s blindfolded eyes.
Please help me see a tiny flicker of a dying candle at the end of this dark tunnel. I am really optimistic. But at the same time I can’t forget that fat person at the beginning of the tunnel selling candles. Oh shit! I didn’t buy one. How would I complete my journey. I guess God would save me from this darkness. Hopefully he is done planning genocide.
Love,
Deluded Nik

It’s A Long Way To The Top If You Wanna’ Rock & Roll!

 

It’s a long way to the top if you wanna Rock&Roll!

 

What the fuck is wrong with you people? I am asking this assuming, some of you might know.

Don’t you have something better to do?

 

How about television? Common, don’t be shy. It is your favorite pastime.

Not today.

Did no one make plans with you? Go to some movie or a little shopping, a little clubbing maybe. No?

That bad. Hmmm.

You can play some games, they are pretty involving. You can listen to those stupid tracks saved in your phone, you call it music. Check your FB, maybe post a selfie on INSTA. These things matter.

Isn’t that right?

You can always color your hair. Try that new shampoo you bought after seeing that commercial. Groom yourself a little. Get those yellow stained teeth cleaned. You not going to look any younger or any better. But try.

You can always sleep. I am an insomniac since the age of 14: The day I first saw a pair of titties. A 40-year-old milf neighbor showed me the doors to heaven. You call it child sex abuse. At my time, it was called fun.  Haven’t had any sleep since that day. But you love sleeping. Don’t you?

If you are hell bent on reading this, I must warn you. Nothing would change. You would read this, appreciate, get enlightened. And then the very next evening, you would go and buy something more entertaining. Who reads books? You do not get laid by reading books. Be honest.

They call me Goat-boy. I am a musician. No, no!

They call me Goat-boy. I am an artist. Oh, shit, no!

My name is Goat-boy. I am a recovering sex addict. Fuck this shit!

Okay, so my name is Goat-boy. I am diagnosed with chronic Insomnia. I am also a recovering sex addict. I play guitar. Shit man!

My name is Jack. I am an artist. Maybe. Maybe not.

But I like calling myself one. I create music, at least try to. I am not too good at what I do but seeing the current logistics, who is? Is Trump a good president?

You only need to be good to do great things: To make money, mediocrity does the trick. Look at you, you make money and good is a very distant expression for you. You are shitty and clumsy but still, you make good money. Don’t you?

I never wanted to be a musician but an interesting mix of life events landed me the trade.

 I won’t admit that it was easy but yes it wasn’t so tough either. My doctor asked me to channelize my sexual energy into something more meaningful than watching porn and wanking. He suggested me to try writing, painting, dancing… I thought a lot. None of these people get laid, a lot.

Writers, they are fucking sex starved delusional.

Painters, they are fucking sex starved crazies.

Dancers, they got no energy left to fuck.

Rock stars, You know the glamour. You would get laid, why won’t you? You are a Rock- star!

So I thought to try my hands on creating some original rock music. Apart from playing music, I also enjoy burning shit.

“Burn It To The Ground”

I was listening to the Radio. Nickelback was playing. Music always pleases me. It makes the voices in my head go away. You should also listen to music. But just wanted to advise you that, “Char bottle Vodka, Kaam uska roz ka” (Four bottles of Rum, Bitch drinks every day…. Please show me how she pukes and shits d pain away.) is not music. These lyrics are not thoughtful. If you listen to this kind of music, I am sure your God would save you. The same God whose idols you purchase for $50 at your nearest place of religious communion – A shopping mall!

I focused on the lyrics.

Well it’s midnight, damn right, we’re wound up too tight
I’ve got a fist full of whiskey, the bottle just bit me
Oh
That shit makes me bat shit crazy
We’ve got no fear, no doubt, all in balls out

We’re going off tonight
To kick out every light
Take anything we want
Drink everything in sight
We’re going till the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight

Suddenly doctor “UD” came. So, our doctor, an unattractive male in his 40’s, never got married. He got laid the first time when he was 28 years old and got his first job. That too because the nurse had a bad breakup and wanted a rebound. A decent doctor worked for her.

Now, he always had an issue with nervous ticks.

For the STUPID: Nervous ticks, are involuntary muscle movements caused by stress and anxiety.

Doc: Goat-boy, You know why you here?

Me: Yes sir.

Doc: Then you also know that if you do not stop lighting fire to financial institutions, they would send you to a prison. They are only acting patient with you because of your fan following.

Me: No problem. I would light the prison on fire. Lighting fire is my passion. I like it.

Doc: No. It’s a medical condition. You are a delusional and an Arsonist. You need medical attention.

Me: Okay Sir. As you say. But did you ever think why I only burn Financial institutions?

UD: Tell me!

Me: Financial institutions make money. Money is historically an emergent market phenomenon establishing a commodity money, but nearly all contemporary money systems are based on fiat money.[4] Fiat money, like any check or note of debt, is without use value as a physical commodity. It derives its value by being declared by a government to be legal tender; that is, it must be accepted as a form of payment within the boundaries of the country, for “all debts, public and private”. (For the stupid – Money is just a piece of paper and it has no value because it has no great saying or quote written over it. It’s abso-fuckin-lutely of no value.)

UD: Got it. Now make sure you buy your prescription from the shop outside. And also book the next week’s visit by paying $250 advance. Get well soon, Goatboy. We love you! 😊

Let’s get naked and run through the Jungle!

Let’s get naked and run through the Jungle!

 

A thought just came to my mind. A minute ago. Let’s get naked and run through the Jungle. I know what you are thinking, “Aa gaya pagla phir se.” (Here comes the crazy again.) But then in my defense, I have all the facts with me. Please hear me out for two minutes. I won’t rob you off your wealth. Corporations and religions are for that purpose. I just need two minutes, please. And also, “Insanity is just a state of mind like sanity. Who knows who’s what? I certainly don’t (#mostdef)”

My question to you is, “Why not?” We are clothed and civilized because we are supposedly social beings. But are we? I don’t see many social things being done around. I just see few people making money and others buying the goods made and sold by them. Then I also see Television, (fuck Television – the kind you watch. I watch RT.com), which has a propaganda content airing 24/7*365. Everywhere they teach you how to buy things and how to make money to buy em. No one teaches you to achieve freedom and not to willingly submit to slavery. A wise man said –

Don’t let the ones that want to steal your dreams 
They’ll steal your dreams away 
Just laugh and let it go 

So you’ve tried to pass along your doubt 
Oh you need somebody’s ears to hear you shout 
All your wasted and days and twisted ways are up 
So now it’s time to see the cards you dealt 

Don’t let the ones that want to steal your dreams 
They’ll steal your dreams away 
Just laugh and let it go 

A wise one said. Not me. I am the crazy one. So, the point being made is, “What’s the point of a consumerist society?” Why fight for it’s thriving? Let it perish and rot away in oblivion. Let’s just orchestrate a Phoenix event. (In the historical record, the Phoenix could symbolize renewal in general as well as the sun, time, the Empiremetempsychosisconsecrationresurrection, life in the heavenly ParadiseChristMaryvirginity, the exceptional man, and certain aspects of Christian life”.[3]). We no longer need to buy things. All of us who want things to change and pave way for a better tomorrow, Let’s just sell our possessions. Buy a ton of books. Buy a backpack. Burn our identifications. Become no one. Because “It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.”

“Let’s be a part of the great Rainbow Family. Let’s get naked and run through the Jungle!”

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Are you a chimp?

Are you a chimp?

 

Darwin told you, a long time ago that you were a chimp! You agreed, Didn’t you? But he made a small error. Yes, I said it. Loud and clear that Darwin made a mistake. Great men make mistakes too. That’s why Rome fell.

Darwin said you were a chimp. No motherfucker! You still are. Yes, you evolved physically but then that’s about it. You did not read books. You thought it’s too much of work. Let’s just look good and dress well, design an economy which resembles musical chair. Someone would always lose. It’s a musical chair. Those are the rules. And then you decided to fuck nature up and you enjoying, having fun. Just like chimps do. Break twigs, shit, puke, fuck, steal, at times hunt too. That’s your whole fucking story.

So, you still are a chimp! You were a chimp and you are a chimp.

I know some of you are laughing right now thinking I am joking but no I am not. I am damn serious. I am as serious as you were when you decided to nuke Hiroshima to make a point. A very small point. That you were a better chimp. Not so long ago you also decided to eliminate a breed of fellow individuals. One of the alpha male of your esteemed chimp community, ‘Sir great chimp – Hitler’, decided to kill Jews. You just stood there in shock and awe and I don’t know what as I wasn’t born then.

In my time another chimp, ‘Sir Donald fucking Trump chimp’ is doing the same. He wishes to kill every Muslim brother. That’s how chimps do it.

Now some of you are thinking what is my propaganda behind writing this. Am I a Muslim? Am I a naturalist? Do I have a PhD? How am I so confidently stating the but obvious truth. Well, for your chimp brain let’s just assume that I am Charlie Marvin, seventh great-grandson of Charles Darwin. And I also talk to the universe, because I am a human being, not a chimp! Unlike you.

So, please pay a very close attention to what I am saying. You are a fucking chimp! Okay! And you accidentally got the gift of language. You are not supposed to know the language. Because you use it to spread hate. You do not use it to spread love or peace. You should only communicate in sign language. Because you are a chimp and chimps are not supposed to talk.

And then came the shittiest moment in human history. You chimps got access to Inter fuck it Net. Holy Fuck! What’s gonna happen now? Every fucking chimp got smart devices. LMAO! LOL! Killing fucking language. (Smiley Emoji).  Because you don’t understand language. You are not supposed to talk.

And all of you who are thinking right now that you are a human being. Well, you are wrong too. You are also a chimp! Because you don’t understand, ‘Where there is will, there is a way’.  You don’t understand,”Honesty is the best policy“. You don’t understand,”Time and tide wait for none“. You don’t understand,”Find something you love and let it kill you”. You don’t understand,”Go all the way or don’t even start”. You don’t understand,”You are a piece of shit”. I don’t know why am I wasting my time talking to you. You won’t understand.”You are a chimp!“.

Please don’t buy a book. Go buy an I-Phone.

Charles Marvin seventh great-grandson of Charles Darwin.

Artist ¦Naturalist

Son Of Patriarchy : An Open Letter

Dear Daughter of Matriarchy,

It feels good to be able to express myself. The world today does not appreciate a Son of Patriarchy trying to tell a Daughter of Matriarchy ‘her place’. But you would know, that that’s not my intention. You see, our ‘arch’ rival, Matriarchy, who has always been around but has failed to gain a stronghold in society as we have, is always jealous of our success & acceptance. But I must say she does lack the drive to charge forward & fight for the throne, therefore, she keeps a low profile & rarely causes any trouble. But you daughters of Matriarchy have caused trouble from time to time . In fact, somehow, you have even managed to have your way in brother Supreme Court, first cousin Judicial System & our very own son, the constitution too! In fact the legal kin have bent over so much to your whim that it’s almost like they’ve had a sex change! And why not, your liberal pursuits are thoroughly backed by power hungry maniacs with a very distinct & clear agenda.

At first we were extremely generous. The demands were logical, why wouldn’t we be?

It’s only fair for a daughter of matriarchy to have equal footing in terms of education, owning property & the right to vote just as the sons of patriarchy do. so we granted that wish. Instead of acknowledging our generosity, we were belittled & a smear campaign was started against us. Is that how you repay people who accept your demand ?

It was said that we ‘gave in’ & that woman power made this happen. No. We just felt it would make absolutely no difference to us if women wanted to own property or gain an education or the right to vote etc. We had been dealing with this nonsense for centuries! Goodness knows what a herculean task it is to ensure that your family in particular & society in general is protected, fed, clothed & well looked after! We sure could use some help! We just hesitated at first because we knew this was a bother, an necessary evil & we were gentlemen who were chivalrous. We cared about your happiness & wanted to protect you from these burdens. Also, we felt you were already occupied with the heavy task of raising another human being! We noticed how you absolutely loved running a house of your own! No wonder you hate socks lying around & a wet towel on the bed & a kitchen full of dirty dishes. You hated it back then too. You instinctively knew what to do with the babies who grew in you & we loved them because you showed us how! We did the toiling & you baked the bread. We built the house & you made it a home. It was perfect. Alas, all good things come to an end. So did this golden age of happiness. 

Look at what you’ve done now! This is EXACTLY why our ancestors were hesitant to give you power & control. For with power comes great responsibility, & that you do not accept, till date. You want the freedom to roam about alone at night, but you shun the responsibility to protect yourself. You look towards the authorities, the society, us sons of patriarchy, to ensure that a safe haven is somehow created for you. We always knew the world was an unsafe place. We knew it when we were cavemen & stepped out to hunt. How do you suppose we captured our next meal? We risked our lives in doing so. Back then you knew it too. But as time went by, your mind was manipulated by those among us who seek total control. And they are using you to break what we know of a nurtured home, a strong family, a moral society. When would you realize this?

You want sons of patriarchy to give up our natural instinct of aggression & leadership. But at the same time, you expect protection & chivalry. And we don,t blame you for that because we know that’s not you, that’s the battle you lose within yourself each day as you fight your own inner instinct of being a nurturer & your manipulated mind forces you to become something you are not.

Crime against children is at it’s highest today. Any idea why that is? What do you suppose would happen when you snatch a child away from the loving arms of his mother , who has been tricked into believing she is of no worth if she doesn’t join the workforce, & shove him in a room full of other lost children being taken care of by an attendant, a stranger or at home alone in the custody of a nanny, All of these strangers have absolutely no natural instinct to protect or nurture the child. 

Why can’t the father stay at home you ask. Well a father just might. There are fathers who are doing it. But tell me this, why can’t you? Nature believed in you when she decided that instead of the father, it would be you, the mother who would bear the child & bring him into this world & for this task, mother nature prepared you too. She gave you a forgiving heart, a soft embrace, a creative bent of mind. So much so that even your body is shaped to nurture a little human being. You are the first person he recognizes, the first person he trusts, the only person who can feed him for a good amount of time, the only person who understands what he says even when he doesn’t speak. What more does nature have to give you, what words does one need to spell out to you, for you to realize that this is your most natural role? Of course you must pursue your talents. You are creative, no doubt about that. But the key to a fulfilling life is to strike a balance & assume the role that is meant for you.

Please think it over. If not for us, then for the sake of the children.

Yours Truly,

Son Of Patriarchy

 

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