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Winners and Losers




The world belongs to winners.  Losers have no place in it.  If you are a loser, learn to pretend at least, pretend to be a winner; otherwise you will be an outcast, part of the debris.

America became a winner in the 20th century by bossing over other countries.  There was no morality or ethics in the way they achieved the victory.  Not in the way they treated the natives of that land.  Not with respect to the Blacks.  Today the typical American is ready to kill their perceived enemies – the Asians, for example.  But the plaque at the base of  the Statue of Liberty will go on to proclaim with the magnanimity of a typical American televangelist who is also a close friend of President Trump: “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

Israel is a winner today.  Having bombarded thousands of people and their homes.  Having seized their lands.  After all the massacres.  The Israeli Declaration of Independence will go on to read sanctimoniously: “The state of Israel will be ... based on freedom, justice and peace as envisaged by the prophets of Israel; it will ensure complete equality of social and political rights to all its inhabitants irrespective of religion, race or sex; it will guarantee freedom of religion, conscience, language, education and culture; it will safeguard the Holy Places of all religions...”

Our Prime Minister, Mr Narendra Modi, will visit Israel soon and learn from them more about winning.  Not that Mr Modi really needs any lessons.  His four visits to the US during two years of his reign were also redundant as far as learning is concerned.  He knows more than all those leaders out there.  His past is still vivid in our memories.  Who can forget Gujarat 2002?

Such is the world.  As long as you are a winner what you did and what you do are beyond moral and ethical considerations.  Innocent people can end up as traitors or antinational or Maoists or whatever. 

A great leader can change this situation.  A great leader can bring about a paradigm shift.  A system which is founded on morality and ethics at least to some extent.  Until such a leader emerges, you can’t afford not to be a winner. 

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  1. जितेन्द्र माथुरMarch 9, 2017 at 4:57 AM

    You said it Sir. Winning is everything whether by fair means or by foul. Hypocrisy prevails everywhere. That's why the world listens to (and adores) the winners and not the men of morals. Immoral ones preach morality to others when they become winners because their winner status entitles them to preach those good things to the (real or supposed) losers which they seldom follow themselves. By winning only, the thieves are able to capture the police stations and the courts to enforce the 'Rule of Law'.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalMarch 9, 2017 at 7:00 AM

      Yesterday a group of Shiv Sena people turned moral police in Kochi beating young people with canes. Religious leaders of all hues including Christianity are found to be highly immoral in Kerala, caught with various misdeeds and crimes including raping of children. But the real tragedy is that all these leaders will come out unscathed and the victims will continue to suffer because such is our system.

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