Sydney is full of foreigners, entire neighborhoods of Lebanese, Iraqis, Chinese and others. But it’s the Indians who are getting beaten on roads, parks and trams everyday in Australia.
For some reason, young Aussies don’t like to see Indians. If one is spotted, they beat the living daylights out of him. CNN reports that “the most severe case left an Indian student in a coma, another student was stabbed in the stomach, and a third left with a nasty black eye. So far more than a dozen arrests have been made.”
This is strange. I mean, if anything, the Indians should be the most loveable people by now.
The Am-Brit TV networks, from CNN to BBC to Fox, are stuffed with Indian faces. Hollywood movies are increasingly putting Indians in their scripts in good roles in the same way they used to give Israelis the good characters, and in the same way that Hollywood used to place Arabs or Turks in bad roles.
The ‘good Indian’ is pretty much established now. So much so that when an Indian nuclear scientist disappears in mysterious circumstances, it doesn’t even get as much as a mention on the Am-Brit media. So much for protecting India’s good image.
Who wouldn’t kill to get this kind of preferential treatment from the Am-Brits, and Australia is part of that pack?
The process of beautifying the Indian face doesn’t stop there. Multimillion dollar ‘Incredible India’ TV ads jam the airwaves. The Indian government has done everything it could to help turn Indian cricket into American baseball complete with cheerleaders in skimpy dresses. The government also helped transform Indian films into another version of Hollywood, copying the style, the glamor and even ripping off entire scripts and storylines and turn them into Hindi movies. Gone are the classic bizarre Indian storylines where the lead character jumped from the rooftop of a 5-storey building and landed on two as if that was part of a normal Indian day.
Also gone is the funny Indian look. You know, the funny retro hairstyle with wide-collared colorful shirts unbuttoned at the top and the sticky bell-bottomed pants. Thanks to the Indian film industry. It quickly picked up style from Hollywood and helped the Indians discover they needed a makeover. Indian male movie stars that used to part hair from the middle a decade ago now have cool Marine cuts and dress more along the lines of ‘international cool’ [Damn those Clinton and Bush people. They messed up the Indian mind and set it on the path of delusional greatness. But that’s another story].
So what’s the problem then?
My guess is that nobody likes a smart ass.
The Indians have taken their newfound obsession with internationalism to new heights. It is almost vulgar. In a world that has seen man land on the moon in 1969 and witnessed the magnificent happen in mega films such as Titanic and Armageddon, who cares if India is the biggest democracy or whether New Delhi is a clean city or not?
Indians need to relax. Take it easy. If they’re great, let it speak for itself. Japan is really a great country and yet I don’t see them blowing their own horns the way Indians do everywhere they go.
Try this and you will nip this new trend that has started in Australia in the bud.