Why the Durbari Journalists Invited by Pakistan should Never Return

Among the other despicable traits shared by the Incurables, I forgot to mention perhaps one of the more distinguishing ones: an errr… incurable lust for the global Jihad factory headquarters: Pakistan. Is it merely coincidental that the anagram of “lust” is “slut?”

Nowhere is this trait more on display and found in such large numbers as in the English media and its extension, the Communist Liberal media. This in fact is the original breeding ground and the heartland of the Incurables. Their lust for Pakistan is perhaps the worst drug addiction known to mankind.

The latest evidence is the list of Indian journalists invited by the Pakistan government to “cover” inauguration ceremony of the Kartarpur corridor. The noteworthy fact here is that the invitation was extended by the Pakistan government. This shows how farsighted, sharp, and prescient was the decision by Narendra Modi to put a blanket ban on the six-decade long practice of throwing taxpayer-funded junkets to journalists. With this one stroke, he has indirectly ensured that these media worthies reveal themselves.

And how!

Even a casual perusal of the Twitter timelines of these alleged journalists on the Pakistani guestlist shows a disgusting slobbering over their Jihadi hosts. After four long years of thirst, starvation and sleep-deprivation, this must surely count as that lone, much-needed oasis that came their way. Their ideology, biases, and general depravity apart, there are deeper reasons rooted in fundamental human impulses that explain this behavior.

Almost every single journalist invited by Pakistan has exhibited and exemplified the nature typical of a Sultanate or Mughal Durbari or courtier: a willing slave who elevates fawning and ingratiation to respectability and skullduggery and backstabbing to an artform. Which is also why they love dictators and tyrants. The thrill of oppressing-by-proxy is a heady feeling.

And nothing scares a Durbari more than the sudden absence of said dictator. This partially explains the widespread media anger against PM Modi who shuttered the Durbari Kirana shops in and around Delhi four years ago. And it is no small feat. These shops were generational, the foundation stones laid by Sultan “Pandit” Jawaharlal Nehru and onwards.

Even a shrewd statesman and astute politician like former PM Atal Bihari Vajpayee didn’t really show the pluck to dismantle them from the very roots. I vividly recall the appalling, public manner in which “top” editors of the Indian media competed with one another to show “who” was closer to Musharraf during that botched, so-called Agra Summit. On the contrary, the selfsame media worthies had pretty much a free pass to visit Pakistan, do the “Aman ki Asha” tamasha and other tomfoolery with impunity. Indeed it would take several leaps of logic to conclude that these back-and-forth visits were mere journalistic exercises.

Years before the current invitation that Pakistan has extended to these hacks, they were also regular guests on another Pakistani list: that of Ghulam Nabi Fai. Here are a new prominent names on that list: Kuldip Nayar, Dileep Padgaonkar, Rajmohan Gandhi, Harinder Baweja, Ved Bhasin, Gautam Navlakha (yes, the same one), and retired Justice Rajinder Sachar (the same author of the infamous Sachar Committee report, which made the then PM Manmohan Singh to declare that Muslims have the first right to this country’s resources). Oh, another prominent hack who Fai invited—but didn’t attend—was Siddharth Varadarajan the later founder of The Wire.

In passing, it must also be said that the role of a major chunk of these and other pen-pushers during the Kandadhar plane hijacking episode should be re-investigated. What you will find might stun you but if you’ve followed their record long enough, it won’t surprise you.

Durbaris. All.

And who’s better equipped to instinctively spot a Durbari than a Jihadi dictatorship like Pakistan?

Take a look at the list of invitees this time around. It would’ve been surprising if Barkha Dutt’s name didn’t top the list. And perhaps Siddharth Varadarajan made up for his lost opportunity with Fai: in a short span of seven years, he zoomed up to #2. The Wire has been rewarded indeed. And the full-time advocate of orgasms for Indian women and alleged journalist, Sagarika Ghose is at #3. But it is rather sad to see her husband, Rajdeep Sardesai plummet, woefully, to #20, perhaps in direct proportion to his past prestige. Or perhaps as a warning for his public rowdyism in Madison Square.

At one level, these names were selected not merely because they have consistently made the noises that Pakistan wants to hear. It is because they have equally consistently made anti-India noises, slandering its society, culture, and people on foreign soil and in foreign media. Think about it: if the thoroughbred Jihadi and mastermind of 26/11 Hafiz Saeed, on live TV, gives a certificate of good conduct, calling Barkha Dutt an ideal journalist, what does that tell you?  In the same vein, what does it also tell you about the mindset and pathology of these journalists who let themselves be used in this manner by an enemy nation, a “nation” whose raison d’être is the destruction and/or Islamisation of India?

But here’s a plain fact: these Durbari journalists and hacks-for-hire will be useful to Pakistan only as long as they are Indians and occupy the space that they currently occupy in India. The best way they can verify this truth is to apply for a Pakistani citizenship. The phrases that they use, “give peace a chance,” “Pakistanis are also like Indians,” “peaceful dialogue,” will take on an entirely different meaning.

And I highly recommend it. They’re the official guests of Pakistan to give media coverage to the Kartarpur Corridor. Once they finish the junket, they should permanently stay put in Pakistan. And save India valuable real-estate space and reduce pollution.