There they go again, whine, sniff, sob, wail – “the government is persecuting its opponents, the nationalists, the rights activists, the media”. “How awful”, they rave and rant, “the government is prosecuting the judges”. Don’t they know that prosecution is the oldest profession in the world?
And then my critics censure me for talking about Accountability all the time. What else can I talk about? I mean I can’t talk about our tanking economy, our failed foreign policy, our bankrupt social sector programs, nuclear progams or TV programs.
I work SO hard yet the press criticizes me all the effing time, and this is with The Boyz on side. Can you imagine what they’d do if I didn’t have The Boyz on side? Shudder, shudder. I have no time for ahem leisure, no down time. Gone are the days when I used to exercise like mad, play with my dog Sheru, enjoy er the pleasures of life with my um friends, listen to my favourite records. Which reminds me, my favourite records these days are record inflation and record rupee devaluation. Soon to be followed by record unemployment.
Nobody is going to acknowledge me for my record-breaking tenure so I’m going to do it myself by writing an autobiography, to be co-authored by Her Holiness, the Djinns and other technocrats. We’re going to call it “Statecraft and Witchcraft”.
So while I’m being so statesmanlike, all that people in Pakistan can thing about is the Chairman NAB saga, which everyone is blaming me for. Even The Boyz. “Do you or any of your close advisors know anything about this saga?” they asked. “Who me?” I asked. “Yes you”, they said. “Nope, nothing, naught, zero, cross my heart. And don’t get so peeved at this so-called saga. It’s only a sarson ka saga, after all.”
They were not amused. But I’m SO amused, I tell you! And since it’s Friday today and I’m writing this in The Friday Times, I’d like to wish everyone “Chuma Mobarak”!
Hahahahaha
Im the Dim
And then my critics censure me for talking about Accountability all the time. What else can I talk about? I mean I can’t talk about our tanking economy, our failed foreign policy, our bankrupt social sector programs, nuclear progams or TV programs.
I work SO hard yet the press criticizes me all the effing time, and this is with The Boyz on side. Can you imagine what they’d do if I didn’t have The Boyz on side? Shudder, shudder. I have no time for ahem leisure, no down time. Gone are the days when I used to exercise like mad, play with my dog Sheru, enjoy er the pleasures of life with my um friends, listen to my favourite records. Which reminds me, my favourite records these days are record inflation and record rupee devaluation. Soon to be followed by record unemployment.
Nobody is going to acknowledge me for my record-breaking tenure so I’m going to do it myself by writing an autobiography, to be co-authored by Her Holiness, the Djinns and other technocrats. We’re going to call it “Statecraft and Witchcraft”.
So while I’m being so statesmanlike, all that people in Pakistan can thing about is the Chairman NAB saga, which everyone is blaming me for. Even The Boyz. “Do you or any of your close advisors know anything about this saga?” they asked. “Who me?” I asked. “Yes you”, they said. “Nope, nothing, naught, zero, cross my heart. And don’t get so peeved at this so-called saga. It’s only a sarson ka saga, after all.”
They were not amused. But I’m SO amused, I tell you! And since it’s Friday today and I’m writing this in The Friday Times, I’d like to wish everyone “Chuma Mobarak”!
Hahahahaha
Im the Dim