Archive for July 2008
What? She did not!
About a month back I heard Celine Dion covered AC-DC’s You shook me all night long. I wasn’t going to go looking for it. But I was eager to see how badly she had mutilated one of my favorite songs by one of my top 5 favorite bands. And stumbleupon helped, popping up a worst covers of all time list. And not surprisingly the hag topped it.
So here it is for your aural displeasure:
and here’s the original just for comparison. Although the audio’s crappy it sure rocks harder.
Youtube’s related links tell me that Shania Twain made the same mistake. Shame on you both. Washed-up tarts trying to blemish good bands with your crappy covers. Shoo!
Excuse me, but do you have reservation?
First here’s the skinny:
Buoyed by its success in pushing through a quota for OBC students in higher education, the government has now ordered IITs to introduce – with “immediate effect” – quotas in the teaching faculty for scheduled castes, scheduled tribes and OBCs.
How can the government feel buoyant about something it has attracted so much flak for? It’s like saying “My boss just spit on me before he gave me my performance incentive. I feel so great. Maybe if I work lousier this year he’ll spit on me again.”
Anyway, I’m not here to discuss modalities of verbal communication. What I really want to ask the government is have they considered what this might do for the reserved categories?
Is the government aware of how badly people from the reserved category are treated once the others figure out that they belong to “that” category? It’s like being ostracized all over again. People look askance at your ability to handle even the easiest task. It’s disgusting. It’s equally bad, if not worse, as the dark early ages where dalits were denied entry into public places and temples. One is instantly categorized into a low IQ, unintelligent, oh-my-god-their-house-must-smell-horrible-because-I’ve-heard-they-have-weird-rituals section of the crowd.
And I think the government’s new groove is going to exacerbate the situation. It might please the voters, but only in the long run will they realize how raw a deal they have been offered.
It’s like a curse. Like being in purgatory for a sin you didn’t commit. In the words of Bill Murray in Groundhog Day “It’s gonna be cold, it’s gonna be gray and it’s gonna last for the rest of your lives!”
