An open letter to the Moral Officers Rigorously Overseeing & Nurturing Indian Culture.
Your crusade (no wait..jihad..no wait..um..er..fight) against the corruption of shudh ghee indian culture by the animal fat of the west gives me a lot of inspiration. I sit at home, peacefully consuming Ekta Kapoor serials while you fight in the trenches to keep FTV and other immoral influences at bay of bengal. I have also cancelled my membership to the “I Love Bal Thackeray” community on Orkut because Orkut is Ravana’s garden and our metaphorical Indian cultural Sita is being held hostage there.
But I do realize that the battle is gruelling. Like Leonidas Dubya Bush fighting the Persian Ahmadinejad’s wicked army in the movie 300, I realize that it takes every citizen’s support in this ethnic (no wait…culture) cleansing process. So I have decided to do my part in seeking out insidious western immoral influences and bring them to your notice.
I heard a 3 year old kid (God save us all) singing this nursery rhyme. Oh fie upon the disrobed Nalli saree of Draupadi, the West is trying to secretly teach our 3 year olds sex education through nursery rhymes. I can’t even bear to type some of the words. They shame me to the bottom of the ghee tava, where it’s all brown and crispy.
Ding Dong Bell
(expletive deleted)’s in the well
Who put it in
Little Tommy thin
Who pulled it out
Little Tommy stout.
Oh defenders of our culture, the West is trying to teach our kids that Dong (American slang for male reproductive organ), in a state of vibration (bell), when the female reproductive organ is ready (“well”), needs to be put in. It even teaches them that it is “thin” in the beginning, and “stout” towards the end. My outrage knows no bounds .
A Concerned Citizen