Indignant today

What a way to start a blogging life, with indignance....Today I was perturbed while reading the economist newspaper, one I revere very much. In the "Leaders", it said that more of government intervention is required, even at the cost of the taxpayer etc....

Now I am not the Dick who Fuld the world, au contraire, I lead the honest taxpaying life, believing that the taxes I pay while forgoing my aspirations of owning a Ferrari will improve the economic and social well-being of my countrymen. So to say that my ilk should sweat the next couple of years in uncertainty while the investment banker &$@#*%ds who have accumulated the Beamers and beachfronts will laugh at their bailout, is f&%^$#@ injustice. A whole lot of them should be tried not unlike war criminals, and sentenced to the severest punishment that can be conceived.

And, when socialist intervention is the order of the day, these Dicks' assets should be siezed and auctioned off to pay the national burdens incurred in the economic rescue plans being written now and such Dicks should live in penury, possibly imprisoned.

While on my way to work, I did not have my car and driver today. In Bombay (Mumbai)'s October heat the day's indignation heightened when I thought that my taxes of last year could buy me at least a Merc C-class as a second car. The indignation was worsened when I saw a girl who could not be more than 4 and a younger boy squatting on the road, nearly naked in the dusty, grimy and squalid Mumbai, knowing fully well that my taxes were not changing lives....

The happiest thought of the day was that my daughter who had wrangled from me the promise of buying her a new toy (a housekeeping set - broom, mop, etc!!!) without a collateral bargain to fulfill from her side, mentioned that she would donate ten of her existing toys to an orphanage. There's still some hope for this world in the future.