"Travel Broadens The Mind" - an old PROVERB - and I am fortunate that I never ever kept on "kickin' around on a piece of ground in my home town, waitin' for someone or something to show me the way." I travelled.
In Europe, there is a word for "Cheers!" in every language: prost, skol, salute... and so on.
In Hindi, Bengali, Tamil, and many Indian languages, there is NO WORD for cheering a glass of alcohol.
And there are THOUSANDS of salutations to Shiva when lighting a chillum.
An ENGLISHMAN told me the story of how, in Himachal's Parbati Valley, trekkers and locals together say:
CHILLUM, CHAI, CHAPATI,
CHALO PARBATI.
The chillum came long before the chai.
And there are SO MANY nashas, including chai, and including SUGAR, which Indian street-chai is all about. Sugar is a very dangerous nasha. There is a "sugar high." There is also diabetes.
And our "food minister" is a "sugar baron"!
And my Food Minister here on the street market of Vasant Kunj who sells me parathas, rice, and stuff, GOT FUCKED yesterday, when MCD Health officials descended upon the market and destroyed and confiscated much Property of peaceful, private traders, and also DISTURBED THE PEACE.
THE POLICE STOOD BY - IN FULL UNIFORM.
ARMED!
It is called MAINTENANCE of law & order. It is NOT called "law enforcement."
So, the BIGGEST QUESTION is NOT what the new "civil government" will be all about. Rather, the biggest question is what the New Society will be all about: a "civil society"; a "voluntary society." If we can achieve this, there will be no problems about civic order - which is what the Civic Sword is supposed to uphold.
Let us look at Englishmen in the Wild West. The first shop to open in any new town would be the "pub" - a place where locals, passing strangers, and travelling businessmen could meet and enjoy their nasha, which was alcohol, because of their own "culture."
Now, such "public spaces" are the ESSENCE of "civil society." We cannot meet everyone around us in our homes - which are "private spaces." Englishmen meet people in pubs - and rarely in their homes. And they carefully guard their "privacy." This is how "civil society" is created - with Private Property being Inviolable. And Freedom of Contracts. And Relief in Torts.
In Daulatabad-upon-the-Sea we will be competing with peaceful Goa for tourists - and we are just 5 kms from Goa's southern border. Some of our beaches are far more attractive (and unexplored) than Goa's crowded places. We have mountains. Forests. A river and a riviera. And a CITY with a GREAT BEACH.
To attract tourists to Daulatabad-upon-the-Sea and to promote a "civil society" as well as our own "traditional culture," I declare that anyone and everyone will be PERFECTLY FREE to establish ganja-charas "pubs" where other stuff can also be sold to cure the "cottonmouth" - in Amsterdam they allow only coffee, and not the coffee correto - BLAST! - and I will give them my personal custom. I hope many DUTCH people come to sell their wares. In Adam Smith's time, Glasgow emerged from poverty to prosperity only because of TOBACCO - which they forwarded entirely to the DUTCH. These are a nation who possess KNOWLEDGE about SMOKE. They also brought hops and gin to England. Till they arrived, there was no lager in England - only ale. Just shows the importance of open borders and free immigration. Knowledge travels through trade and immigration. State Education with closed borders is a DISASTER.
Now, we will make all attempts to promote a "civil society" in the OPEN - and when we do so we will find that this is how we encourage tourism. Tourism is the biggest industry in the whole world - and it is a product of ADVANCED CAPITALISM, because it is all about LEISURE and PLEASURE.
If we can make Daulatabad-upon-the-Sea a PARADISE for all nashas, while educating people about them, especially our own kids, we will be able to create a NEW CIVILISATIONAL CENTRE. This must be established according to our own CULTURE - because culture and tradition are COMMANDS people willingly accept. The "natural order" will prevail - in a completely free market - without any civic disorder.
So, towards this end, STREET FOOD in Daulatabad-upon-the-Sea will be a HUGE INDUSTRY based on KNOWLEDGE and PROPERTY RIGHTS - in stark contrast to all this STATE PREDATION that I have only just recounted about this Garibabad on the Arravalis.
We are not far from Udipi - so we can have the finest South Indian food - and their breakfasts are very healthy.
We are not far from Mangalore - which has a great cuisine, too.
And Goa is close by.
Nearby, too, is Kushalnagar - where Tibs are getting FUCKED. We can invite them to sell momos, thukpa, and chhung.
Chhung is a MUST.
We can invite tribals to sell their mahuas, handias, apongs and whatever - and politically contribute to the end of Maoism in India.
"Our strong, moral influence will pervade the whole."
And Handia the smackie can come along to sell his excellent aloo with his superb chutneys. He's no asshole. He does his WORK extremely well. I love his tikkis. And I have 5 at a time. You just can't stop at one.
Tourists eat and drink out - and they party, and they shop. They want GREAT HOLIDAYS.
Actually, life is also about holidays.
Labour Is Disutility.
It is after the work is over, and the profits counted, that the FUN BEGINS - as a CONSUMER.
In Daulatabad-upon-the-Sea it is the Consumer who will be King - whether he is a foreigner or a local.
People will meet people openly in public spaces and enjoy off-work time together. It is this that is the "open society." It means an OPEN PUBLIC SPACE.
Anyway, here is Vasant Kunj's D-2 Market, I have suggested a STREET PARTY on the night of the 31st. Christmas here was truly miserable - although there is a Church Road nearby. And we have a DJ kind of establishment that supplies speakers and music systems in Islam Colony. The sarkari booze shop can stay open late.
AND WE THE PEOPLE CAN PARTY!
PS: The picture accompanying this post is of a London street party in 1937. But street parties are a common occurrence in the European Civilisation - like the jolly and merrie' street Christmas parties the Germans call Weinachtenmarkt, where you get spiced, warm wine to drink and all kinds of stuff to eat.
We got FUCKED in Vasant Kunj this Christmas.
Hope they don't fuck New Year's Eve, too.