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  1. #21
    Quote Originally Posted by Peter View Post
    Its a pretty ****ing horrible place by most measures. Gut wrenching poverty to the point of starvation set against a backdrop of obscene wealth and the veiled notion that it is all our fault.

    WES has been to Bangalore which in my experience is about the best place to visit.
    Listen to Judith fúcking Chalmers here.

  2. #22
    Quote Originally Posted by SWv2 View Post
    Listen to Judith fúcking Chalmers here.
    What are you going on about now?

  3. #23
    Quote Originally Posted by Peter View Post
    What are you going on about now?
    Don't try to bully me pal.

  4. #24
    Quote Originally Posted by Peter View Post
    Its a pretty ****ing horrible place by most measures. Gut wrenching poverty to the point of starvation set against a backdrop of obscene wealth and the veiled notion that it is all our fault.

    WES has been to Bangalore which in my experience is about the best place to visit.
    Is it 'horrible', or simply 'different'?

    Habitual street crápping aside, it's surely generally more fascinating than horrible?

  5. #25
    Quote Originally Posted by Peter View Post
    Its a pretty ****ing horrible place by most measures. Gut wrenching poverty to the point of starvation set against a backdrop of obscene wealth and the veiled notion that it is all our fault.

    WES has been to Bangalore which in my experience is about the best place to visit.
    Oh, I had to take issue with a bolshie Indian bird the other day who was blathering on about my colonial privilege and how it was only right that 'white men' be made to pay for the sins of empire. I pointed out that my ancestors were starved and oppressed by the Brits quite as much as hers and you don't hear me moaning about it. She said that was because, as a white man, I was still benefitting from imperialism. I pointed out that, as the child of a rich, English-speaking Indian family who was earning a very nice living in England by writing stuff in English, so was she.

    After about an hour of back-and-forth, we agreed to differ.

  6. #26
    Quote Originally Posted by Sir C View Post
    Is it 'horrible', or simply 'different'?

    Habitual street crápping aside, it's surely generally more fascinating than horrible?
    I put it to you that you would be less willing to overlook the grinding poverty, dead kids, street cràpping, etc in a less 'exotic' locale.

    Are you not indulging in the soft bigotry of low expectations here?

  7. #27
    Quote Originally Posted by Sir C View Post
    Is it 'horrible', or simply 'different'?

    Habitual street crápping aside, it's surely generally more fascinating than horrible?
    Shítting in the street isn't cool.

  8. #28
    Quote Originally Posted by Burney View Post
    I put it to you that you would be less willing to overlook the grinding poverty, dead kids, street cràpping, etc in a less 'exotic' locale.

    Are you not indulging in the soft bigotry of low expectations here?
    Eh? What utter fúcktardery is this now? We're not talking about Croydon now, old chap. India is a more 'exotic' locale. Things are different. That's not to say that there aren't shítholes to be seen; I've been in duty, shítty burgs all over the third world thinking 'what the fúck am I doing here?' but scratching the surface of such environments inevitably (often?) broadens the mind, brings one closer to a true comprehension of the universe and soothes the aching chakras.

    That, in fact, is your issue. Your chakras are fúcked.

  9. #29
    Quote Originally Posted by SWv2 View Post
    Don't try to bully me pal.
    Did you have a point you wished to make?

  10. #30
    Quote Originally Posted by Sir C View Post
    Eh? What utter fúcktardery is this now? We're not talking about Croydon now, old chap. India is a more 'exotic' locale. Things are different. That's not to say that there aren't shítholes to be seen; I've been in duty, shítty burgs all over the third world thinking 'what the fúck am I doing here?' but scratching the surface of such environments inevitably (often?) broadens the mind, brings one closer to a true comprehension of the universe and soothes the aching chakras.

    That, in fact, is your issue. Your chakras are fúcked.
    Yes, but I do wonder if our somewhat mystical, exoticised view of the place means we let Johnny Indian off the hook a bit for the utter fücking state of the place. Oughtn't we to be saying that perhaps he ought to think a bit less about his chakras and a bit more about not taking a dump in the street?

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