Amphetamine Annie

Wanna tell you all a story, about this chick I met.
They call her Amphetamine Annie, and she's always shovelin' shit.

There was a lone visitor from Stirling, Scotland, United Kingdom to our blog. Is that you Annie? So, how do you like Scotland? Well, we sincerely hope that you didn't show your article to these people.

You see Annie, it is fairly obvious from reading your tripe that your sentence construction skills are worse than an average sixth grader's. The complete disregard for basic rules of grammar and spelling, mixing up of metaphors and in general the brutal violation that you subjected Queen's English to is a rarity by itself, much more so coming from a self-styled scribe.

The problem is not just the puritanical rules, which quite obviously you don't have to follow. Some old-timers may disagree but you can always play the "communication skill" card, which in today's parlance does not require strict adherence to rules of grammar, and what are rules anyway (just like what is merit anyway)?

Annie dearest, your article and your blog conjures up vivid images in our minds. Oily hair, scrawny legs in a dirty frock walking along the broken pavements in a third-rate city towards her third-rate college, clutching her registers close to her yet to blossom chest, hoping that this time, just this time she and her clique of literature loving girls might scrape through with a third- class.

Of course you get by, eventually, by figuring out how to game the system. In the process though, education completely eludes you. Simple concepts like money and definition of sociology escapes your tiny brain, but that doesn't prevent you from debating big, really big issues. You come up with pithy sentences like this quite nonchalantly, without understanding the apparent contradiction:

My point is that since merit itself is such a farce, why use merit as an argument to keep someone out?

You see Annie, whether the Dalits will ever get rich or take away women from the Brahmins is not really a classic catch-22 situation . As a matter of fact that is more commonly known as a zero-sum game (*). At this point we can clearly imagine you flailing your arms about, trying to disprove the concept of merit on the basis of the merit of your argument. And when it comes from someone who barely passed her exams by phatte marofying or reading guide books, it is quite funny.

Note (1): We know that your uncle Abi is examining our posts with his microscope. Well, tell him that unlike you, we didn't major in humanities. In fact, we are not even humans, we are barbarians.

Note (2): Beware of uncle Abi when he talks sweet or tries to touch you at inappropriate places. The track record of old communist dudes in this regard is quite notorious.

(*) In communist world-view Dalits can never get rich except at the expense of the Brahmins. Don't ask us dude!