This is absolutely fantastic. Last Sunday a few people braved a light drizzle to kick off a protest against the Government's moral policing. This Sunday it's gone places. All of the below.
Here.
Here.
Here.
And here.
Pics of the protest meeting are HERE.
Keep in touch with the movement HERE.
Please feel free to add links to any other reports you are aware of. And spread the word. Post on your blog, forward links etc.
Some ads. Some by me. Some by friends. Some songs. One things-to-do list, which I haven't done anything about. And then a look at things happening around me. The funny side.
Showing posts with label protest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label protest. Show all posts
Monday, August 11, 2008
Monday, August 04, 2008
'Malt satyagraha' in Bangalore
The law under Section 31 of the Karnataka Police Act sends the alive and kicking, running and packing at the stroke of eleven. Bangalore however refuses to go to bed like a good little boy.
The froth has finally risen to the mouth of this wonderfully beer bellied city. And spilt out on to the streets in protest. Cubbon Park it was that saw singers chant slogans and guitar players wield placards, demanding the right to earn a livelihood. The crew was completed by employees of pubs, lounges, discos, folk from the world of entertainment and events, and just about anyone else who cared. Like Vinod D'Sa.
Click here and a news article covering the protest will spring up. Man on the extreme right, blue jeans, red shirt, fading hairline and flowering beard. That's him. ("VD, say aye.")
He sent me a link to the online gathering on Facebook today. Sign up if you care two hoots. Namma Bengaluru has been taken hostage by the moral police, and a freedom struggle is in order. The protesters convene at the Mahatma Gandhi statue in Cubbon Park every Sunday to register peacefully their difference of opinion. Join 'em.
Will their Gandhigiri beat back the system's gaandugiri?
The froth has finally risen to the mouth of this wonderfully beer bellied city. And spilt out on to the streets in protest. Cubbon Park it was that saw singers chant slogans and guitar players wield placards, demanding the right to earn a livelihood. The crew was completed by employees of pubs, lounges, discos, folk from the world of entertainment and events, and just about anyone else who cared. Like Vinod D'Sa.
Click here and a news article covering the protest will spring up. Man on the extreme right, blue jeans, red shirt, fading hairline and flowering beard. That's him. ("VD, say aye.")
He sent me a link to the online gathering on Facebook today. Sign up if you care two hoots. Namma Bengaluru has been taken hostage by the moral police, and a freedom struggle is in order. The protesters convene at the Mahatma Gandhi statue in Cubbon Park every Sunday to register peacefully their difference of opinion. Join 'em.
Will their Gandhigiri beat back the system's gaandugiri?
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Justice is no more.
What manner of indifference can turn a nation's attention from Bhopal to a nuclear deal?
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