5 October, 2022

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A Lament Of The Tragedy Of Our Times

By Lasantha Pethiyagoda

Prof (Emeritus) Lasantha Pethiyagoda

The unelected presidency of an always defeated politician is a story of rumbling empty bellies and starving hearts. The propaganda machine in full flow with a feast of misinformation and a famine of truth. The media, always aligned to one sponsor or another hardly reveals the truth but become conveyor belts churning out processed garbage, conformity-enforcing mouthpieces and demonstrate a power-serving culture. There is barely enough food to stay alive but not enough sustenance to live a naturally healthy life with basic nutrition.

The parasitic political class keeps us alive but they don’t let us live. They give us enough controversy and drama to turn the gears of political expediency, and they keep us too busy, poor, propagandized, confused and crazy to actually drink from the waters of life. To actually experience the beauty of this wonderful paradise we will always call home. To let the crackling potentiality of advanced terrestrial life blossom to fruition within us in a land blessed with year-round sunshine, adequate rainfall, pleasant weather and a bountiful soil.

This modern autocratic tyranny rules us by filling our markets with basic food items that are infinitely too expensive to exchange for the meagre worthless paper that is still called our currency. The future of our children and their children is doomed and our schools are closed by a catastrophic shortage of transport fuel.

We merely exist another day by filling our bellies with whatever is available as food, with no regard for balance, diet or health and starving our souls of the freedom from oppression we desire so desperately. By churning out mountains of useless landfill garbage without ever producing anything of real value. By making more empty promises and stating the obvious while providing less and never delivering on anything.

The parasites enable food production and facilitate barely available medicine just enough to lengthen our lifespans, only so that they have more life to drain us of for their own perverse sustenance. They let us populate the land with more humans only to drain us of our humanity in the process.

We’re not people to these blood-sucking vermin. We are like battery chicken, kept alive for later slaughter. We are the fuel for their engines of rapacious pillaging.

This land can no longer boast of a proud civilization. It’s a slaughterhouse, where the ailing are allowed to die, the children are allowed to starve and are deprived of an education. A fake plastic performance staged to funnel human life into the gears of an insatiable machine of a ruling class greed that knows no bounds. A fake plastic culture designed to keep us on the conveyor belt so that our life force can be converted into fuel for a soulless fiefdom of our own making. A fake plastic society built to keep us marching into the crematorium in a steady stream.

There are so very many more of us than there are of them. We could crush them like an insect the moment we decided to. But the brainwashing is so very, very effective, and the matrix hallucination seems so very, very real. Our propaganda-induced coma keeps us like a horde of Wildebeest in a southern African savannah fleeing from the marauding carnivores, dressed in pure white, fat bellies bulging and wide smirks of contempt.

Not until we awaken ourselves from the coma will our adventure of prosperity in this land really begin. Not until we can unplug our minds from the ruthless tyrants’ life-siphoning control mechanisms can we begin to really live.

We’ll either wake each other up, as our desperate and intelligent youth urged us to, or we’ll remain trapped in the slaughterhouse, waiting for the inevitable in a landscape of despair, yet so alluring in its natural beauty that is not surpassed elsewhere, the tropical paradise of our folklore and legends, a thrice blessed land like no other.

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    Mr. Pethiyagoda: You used a very unique word to describe the present situation – TRAGEDY.

    What is a “Tragedy”? One among the meanings given is: ” A serious drama in which destructive circumstances result in adversity for and, and usually the death of the main characters”.

    The present “Tragedy” is no doubt a “Drama” well choreographed by Gotabaya Rajapakse & Co. in that, this “Insignificant” vagabond Ranil W was appointed, as per the Constitutional provisions in “20A”, but ignoring the requirement that stated – “A person who seems to command a majority in the Parliament”.Why Gotabaya didn’t appoint one among the Pohottuwa Party who definitely had that majority? Why did that “Majority” -Pohottuwa MPs not protest or reject this arch-rival of their political vision? Why “Pohottuwa” finally approved Ranil W to be the successor to Gotabaya?

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      Dear Simon Mahathmaya,
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      What is a “tragedy”?
      After Rajapaksa came to power, we have experienced a tragedy. I used to think it was a curse. The total ignorance of the people is back in the form of “curse”.
      Professor Sarwan more than anyone else blamed the electorate who voted for Rajaksha despite the demonstrable evidence before his eyes. I agree with him to somewhat, but knowing that the majority of us, including in my circles, are punnaku eaters, I place the blame on the SRILANKEBN MAIN STEAM media whores.
      :
      If AKD was elected with 134 or more mandates in Parliament then, wouldn’t there be people in this country who would constantly argue that the mandate given by Sri Lankan citizens in 2020 was against JVPRS? If rallies are held, they enjoy whole lot of whopping number of crowds, but when it goes to vote, they in the end decided to anti-jvprs.

      That is why my thoughts urge me not to stand behind any leader at this very critical turning point of the country, but to support him and his staff by the representatives of each party/association. The latter is indeed useful and durable, at least until the IMF/WB bailout is resolved.

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        Dear LM: Yes, Rajapakses are a “Tragedy and a Curse”. No doubt about it.

        See the “CURSE” “Rajapkses” brought to us at the last minute of departure from the country. That is none other than very craftily bringing in Ranil W, first to be the PM and next making him the President.

        Of course, they found a capable “PROTECTOR” but it is a “CURSE” to us.

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    Dear Prof (Emeritus) Lasantha Pethiyagoda,
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    Yesterday I read a comment you had made (can’t remember where on CT) and had so whole-heartedly agreed that I decided that I must respond to this article when I noticed it (08.18 now) just now. I’m about to set out for the Sunday Fair in Bandarawela town, having managed to obtain 4 liters of petrol using the QR code.
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    I’ve been up since about mid-night (what a life style!); submitted comments on this:
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    https://www.colombotelegraph.com/index.php/remember-ranil-is-revengeful-a-risk-to-rights/
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    and this
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    https://www.colombotelegraph.com/index.php/have-we-lost-it-all/
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    It’s not just that you write so evocatively, there is fidelity to to the truth in every word that you write.
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    I’ve looked at FaceBook, made a request; I surely must know you! Never mind, there are so many things more important than figuring that out!
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    Thanks; what more can we do than say that we will remain consistent to the end.
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    Panini Edirisinhe/ Bandarawela

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    Very well written ……. eloquently expressed!

    Of all the Lankans who write in the forum and elsewhere ……. yours is the only talent I envy! ……… Wish I had it. :))


    “We’ll either wake each other up, as our desperate and intelligent youth urged us to, or we’ll remain trapped”

    The youth are more attuned to reality than the rest ……… but the imposed “culture” is naturally inclined to suspect/disbelieve the youth – the prevailing myth …….. the non-youth are experienced and wise through experience.

    So here we are ……. the people who created the mess and bankrupted the country …….. entrusted with the rescue!

    Phottuwa might be dead ……… but hold an election tomorrow ……… most of the Phottuwa rogues will get elected from Ranil’s UNP!

    Land like no other, indeed!


    I travel all over the world …….. but there is no place I want to live ……. I yearn to live in Lanka of my childhood. ……. Most expats never can let go …………

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