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I finally went and saw Dark knight yesterday. Awesome movie. Joker's character was superb and Heath carried it through, with a peircing performance. Ive always been intrigued by all of Batman's villains. All, from Penguin to the riddler to joker... but this post isn't really about the movie. Its about what i noticed in the movie hall.

I went to one of the PVRs here in Gurgaon and while waiting for the auditorium to open, I decided to buy myself some pop corn and soda to kill time...which is when i noticed something really interesting. On either side of the candy shop, there were Plasma TVs installed in sets of four - screening trailers of movies that were soon to be released. Now, 3 of these 4 plasmas on each side were of Samsung brand and one was of Lucky Goldstar - otherwise, popularly known as LG.
The LG plasmas on both the sides, had distinctively poorer visual clarity than the Samsungs they were right next to.

Of course this was a set up!
Samsung wins!

Encash, not bash the male.

The very cocky headline aside, I have a confession to make, a few questions to ask and a few suggestions to add to all the hullabaloo.

When I was at college, final year – I took up women’s writing as a subject just because the alternative (Literary Theory) just sounded too difficult to crack. I chose the subject without knowing what I was really getting into – not that I regret it now, 2 years down. I’m rather happy of the intelligent choice I made, unconsciously so and the way it has shaped me as an individual.

I was the only guy in class to have chosen the subject, probably because I had absolutely no hang ups/ was confident about my sexuality- at least that’s what I claimed back then.

(Before you gawk - I’m straight). In a class of around 40 people there were only 9 of us who took up feminism. The guys stated that they were too macho to study, analyse and critique frilly write ups (this is how they imagined the subject to be – wrongly so. It was only through me that they later learned that feminist literature was much more harsher and violent than the Greek wars they read and romanticized about in class) and the girls… well they had no excuse. They just did as the society had molded them to do, over the years. All that it would have taken for them to counter society and the patriarchy that is so prevalent in it was to have taken up the course. Well this was the reason of their choice, for most of the girls – exception claimers aside.

My girlfriend being a staunch feminist herself, attracts a lot of stink eyes from people when they learn of her stand on gender dynamics…and later, when they learn that even I am on the same side as hers… they are suddenly more tolerant. Ridiculous, how people function!

Like just the other day, when a servicing guy in my office was bitching about an art chick he thought had too much attitude for her size said “…and I think she’s a feminist too! By God! Shit!”… Now what the fuck is that supposed to mean???

The saxay boy shut the fuck up when I told him that I was one too, and that I didn't understand what the big deal was about being one.

I remember once in my feminism class back at college, when a lecturer of mine recalled her thoughts from when she was expecting her 1^st baby - “I wish I have a daughter. Then I could raise her to be a feminist”

This comment of hers left me confused…

See, with patriarchy having to do with male domination and the acceptance of it by even women – would it not be intelligent of us to breed more male feminists than to breed more and more female ones? The society functions – like it or not – as men do or say… so why not have men preach feminism?? Its not that hard to have men on your team you know…Coz we are gullible as fuck. You just need to hit the right spot. Give us a Grear with visuals or an even more modernistic version of the same to flip through. Or even better, (sexist as it may sound) have a pretty looking chick read it out to us! So, my point basically being, that rather than bashing males so generically, one should try and get them to join the revolution instead!

I’m going to end this stream of consciousness right here because some lousy copy driven work just came in …

And just for the record, this post was triggered by the comments I read on a blog that I came across today. This blog was by a chica who shares the same nickname or maybe her actual name with Gunj, and may I add – even looks like her!! Ironical as the situation may be, she’s a feminist too. Of course, the Gunj I know is going to slaughter me for this. She thinks that this new Gunj is an impostor! Also, Tenzin shall be slayed ( who is a pseudo anti feminist – someone ask him why), for introducing me to Gunj’s blog. The new Gunj’s blog… not the one we know. Okay this is confusing.

Also, I need to buy shorts. I had too much of the red bull that the promotion cuties gave me for free at work today – which is making me piss like a monkey. I still haven’t watched dark knight – I’ve to go as soon as I find someone who hasn’t watched it, provided we get tickets. The London International award’s and The Goa fest’s call for entries posters are staring at me. I am random.

Killer Queen

If I had a choice I’d vote “Mr. Fahrenheit” for president. Even though now, that he’s dead. The man’s vocal skills have continued to amaze me since I was still wetting my cotton nappies (in my days, diapers were a luxury available only to either the supra rich crawlers or ones who had their fat bottom’d- frequent flier aunties visiting from the UK) Anyway, him being as gay as a daffodil and the fact that Freddie didn’t like to be reminded of his connection with India aside, the man is ( as I reiterate) a wonder, a master composer, songwriter, singer and performer. Note that I use the word is and not was… for the man has brought generations after another to tap their feet, bob their heads and swing to his tunes. – Cliché as it may sound; he still does, 17 years after he sung his last song.

RIP