Let Us Leave God OUT Of Daulatabad-upon-the-Sea

The Chattarpur area near Mehrauli is entirely taken over by GOD: temples, temples and more temples, each bigger than the other.


So, there is very little space for HUMAN BEINGS.


I do NOT want Daulatabad-upon-the-Sea to be such a city. 


As I have announced, I will establish a School of Sociology there. We will study HUMAN BEINGS, HUMAN ACTION, and HUMAN SOCIETY. This also concerns REALITY: for it is about MARKETS - which is where WEALTH is created. It is also about SECULAR MORALITY: and Adam Smith was a Professor of Moral Philosophy. The Market is a moral social institution: shubh laabh. And the Prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him, said, "He who makes money pleases Allah." Jains, Parsis, Sikhs... they are all businessmen.


However, since the BJP platform is centred around a temple, I hereby declare that in the Main City Area of which I will be the first Lord Mayor, there will be NO SPACE for God. 


Citizens will be encouraged to study Moral Philosophy. And keep religion "private."


Citizens will also be encouraged to study the Works of Ludwig von Mises: which will be the Official Holy Books. For starters, do read the long chapter titled "The Market" in Mises' Human Action: A Treatise on Economics.


As Mises says in his opening paragraph, Economics is the "youngest of the sciences." Thus, it has been prone to error - as with Psychiatry, also a very young science.


Central Economic Planning is one such ERROR.


So, in Daulatabad-upon-the-Sea, far, far away from this Garibabad, let us focus all our attention on REALITY: the city, the roads, the streets, the footpaths, and let us focus on keeping The Market FREE. Let us all enjoy studying Human Action together.


The BJP are all "bholay ke dushman." It is a BJP government in Uttaranchal. It is here that the chaar dhaam yatra and the devbhoomi exist. Gangotri!


When I was walking down Gangotri's main market, someone tapped me VERY HARD on the shoulder. I turned around in anger only to find a tall sadhu with long dreadlocks, who looked me squarely in the face and asked:

Ai bhakt! Tu dum lagata hai?

I assured him I did - and we smoked a few chillums together in the main market square of Gangotri.