The Epitaph

The other day there was one of those unsolicited messages in one of those unsolicited groups. Yes, with time, I have started attending WhatsApp University. And with time, I have stopped exiting groups; I attend these classes as a passive, mute student of unlearning – though my attendance would be considered insufficient. Many may call me a watcher or even a voyeur. However, I yearn to unlearn a lot – especially from groups that proudly exhibit the term Media or Journalist. So I do occasionally glance through the sundry post when I need to unlearn or get winded.

In the message, one of these media specialists targeted a certain “infamous” communist leader, raising questions over his source of income in supporting his livelihood (even if frugal) or funding an election campaign. Left is just a four-letter word today. And now that it has been rendered politically and economically irrelevant, I find it amusing that some people still find it worth flogging a dead horse. And I LoL when someone tries to defend the philosophy(ies).

In the said group, someone tried – not to defend – but to advise the erring member to study the ways and means of the Left parties and how they work. I ROFL when such a group-member tries to impart reasoning and learning to another member who just loves to hate something that the latter just does not know anything about and does not intend to know anything about. Isn’t that’s why we interact with prejudice on the social media?

Thus, here was someone analysing the unknown of a political leader who represents a school of politics which is almost a century old in our country on a platform that has already given the right of way to prejudice.

But surely one can ask me why I don’t ROFL writing this?

Because if the erring group-member was indeed from media, I write it as an epitaph to a profession... where Wikipedia and WhatsApp are quoted as "a reliable source”... RIP!