Now we have Mayawati, a Dalit (lower class) woman in one of the poorest states of India, who is busy going around raising statues to herself and her allies. This is the lady concerned.
My in-laws stay in the capital of that state and her statues are an eyesore. Not only personally corrupt up the ying yang, she is useless as an administrator and she she got her backside handed to her in a sling in the recent elections. And typically, she doesnt help out her own caste, forget about the rest of the state. But she goes about raising her stature by putting up statues.
No self respect anyway, but then you wouldn't expect a corrupt person to worry about finer aspects of life like that. I do hope that this lawsuit goes and pokes her. I would like to show two historical statue related stories and a partial poem to her. First is this one:
If you are not content with this, remember what happened at Easter Island who went about raising Moai (statues) to their leaders. After cutting all those trees to use for quarrying and transportation, the culture basically went through severe ecological damage and died out.
Finally, you would know this poem as well.
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
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