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Copyright for the above: The Hindu

Just analyse the above statistics.

Statistics is like the bikini.  Conceals more than reveals.

Forget that old saying.

Naya Chanakya says: manipulate the bikini.  Make it look like promising the paradise.


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  1. [ Laughs ] That is an interesting way of looking at it!

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    1. The post was an interior monologue, Renard. I put it up here on an impulse.

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    1. Glad I could make you laugh, Prasad. But our pollsters must be making you laugh more.

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  3. Make it look like promising the paradise.....amazing way of looking at it. Statistics,media and politics go hand in hand. What is revealed to us is the adulterated version of the actual statistics and then we have to put up with debates about those statistics and then also how great a leader Mr. Rahul Gandhi is.

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    1. Most statistics are manipulated in one way or another, it seems, Athena. Each pollster must be supporting one party or another, and make convenient predictions.

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    1. Happy to have entertained you, Maniparna. In fact, much of Indian politics is a good entertainer.

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  5. Now that's an interesting way to look at it.
    Maybe I second your perception. :)

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    1. We can console ourselves when we learn to see the funny side, isn't it, Nikhil?

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    2. True that Sir!
      That's the best we can do at times.

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  6. Good to know you have a raunchy side as well! :)

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  7. That's interesting and funny...And yes as you mentioned...Indian Politics is quite an entertainer...

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  8. I love the Naya Chanakya's take - promising paradise :D

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  9. Well the way we use statistics is like a drunken man using a lamp post, for support rather than illumination. With so many opinion polls sprouting up, with unknown backers, I guess it is a case of politicians using these statistics for support. Hence the wild variation.
    Cheers,
    Sabyasachi

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    1. Loved your comparison to the lamp post and drunkard.

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