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Lord Vishnu being the Supreme Being, what all He did is Right; and because what all He did is Right, all those punished by Him were bad; and because all those people were bad, He punished them. He was always Right because He is the Supreme Being.....(Repeat ad infinitum.)
Seeming inconsistencies and injustices committed by Lord Vishnu are simply swept off by Bhagavatas by the above circuitous logic!
1. Vaali is to be dubbed bad, because Rama killed him, and Rama killed him; therefore he was bad!
2. Bali is to be dubbed bad, because Vishnu banished him to Paathaalam, and Vishnu banished him; therefore he was bad!
"Vishnu is always right because He is the Supreme Being" is best exemplified by 'Ajamila Charithram'. The Omniscient Supreme Being Vishnu knew all too well that Ajamila did NOT think of Bhagawan Narayana when he uttered that magic word, but it did not matter at all; He was pleased and so, Ajamila got into the 'superfast expressway' to Vishnuloka, all sins written off and even Yama's preliminary Inquiry discarded! Why? Of course because, Lord Vishnu is the Supreme Being; and He can do what pleased Him and none dare question His actions!
So, all Tamil Brahmins Forum Members, you have a clear choice now in front of you. Those of you who accept the Lord's actions, you may stay on Earth; others, please pack up and go to Paathaalam. Bali is awaiting your arrival there!
Dear Shri CLN,
Given below is an e-mail ten years old. Some words there have been deliberately altered to suit our clientele here, some of whom are like Mary.
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Sat, 25 May 2002 18:28:42 +0100
This morning there was a knock at my door. When I answered the door I
found a well groomed, nicely dressed couple. The man spoke first:
"Hi! I'm John, and this is Mary."
Mary: "Hi! We're here to invite you to come kiss Hank's feet with us."
Me: "Pardon me?! What are you talking about? Who's Hank, and why would I
want to kiss his feet?"
John: "If you kiss Hank's feet, he'll give you a million dollars; and if you
don't, he'll kick the shit out of you."
Me: "What? Is this some sort of bizarre mob shake-down?"
John: "Hank is a billionaire philanthropist. Hank built this town. Hank
owns this town. He can do whatever he wants, and what he wants is to give
you a million dollars, but he can't until you kiss his feet."
Me: "That doesn't make any sense. Why..."
Mary: "Who are you to question Hank's gift? Don't you want a million
dollars? Isn't it worth a little kiss on the feet?"
Me: "Well maybe, if it's legit, but..."
John: "Then come kiss Hank's feet with us."
Me: "Do you kiss Hank's feet often?"
Mary: "Oh yes, all the time..."
Me: "And has he given you a million dollars?"
John: "Well no, you don't actually get the money until you leave town."
Me: "So why don't you just leave town now?"
Mary: "You can't leave until Hank tells you to, or you don't get the
money, and he kicks the shit out of you."
Me: "Do you know anyone who kissed Hank's feet, left town, and got the
million dollars?"
John: "My mother kissed Hank's feet for years. She left town last year,
and I'm sure she got the money."
Me: "Haven't you talked to her since then?"
John: "Of course not, Hank doesn't allow it."
Me: "So what makes you think he'll actually give you the money if you've
never talked to anyone who got the money?"
Mary: "Well, he gives you a little bit before you leave. Maybe you'll
get a raise, maybe you'll win a small lotto, maybe you'll just find a twenty
dollar bill on the street."
Me: "What's that got to do with Hank?
John: "Hank has certain `connections.'"
Me: "I'm sorry, but this sounds like some sort of bizarre con game."
John: "But it's a million dollars, can you really take the chance? And
remember, if you don't kiss Hank's feet he'll kick the shit of you."
Me: "Maybe if I could see Hank, talk to him, get the details straight
from him..."
Mary: "No one sees Hank, no one talks to Hank."
Me: "Then how do you kiss his feet?"
John: "Sometimes we just blow him a kiss, and think of his feet. Other
times we kiss Karl's feet, and he passes it on."
Me: "Who's Karl?"
Mary: "A friend of ours. He's the one who taught us all about kissing
Hank's feet. All we had to do was take him out to dinner a few times."
Me: "And you just took his word for it when he said there was a Hank,
that Hank wanted you to kiss his feet, and that Hank would reward you?"
John: "Oh no! Karl's got a letter Hank sent him years ago explaining the
whole thing. Here's a copy; see for yourself."
John handed me a photocopy of a handwritten memo on From the desk of
Karl letterhead. There were eleven items listed:
1.Kiss Hank's feet and he'll give you a million dollars when you
leave town.
2.Use alcohol in moderation.
3.Kick the shit out of people who aren't like you.
4.Eat right.
5.Hank dictated this list himself.
6.The moon is made of green cheese.
7.Everything Hank says is right.
8.Wash your hands after going to the bathroom.
9.Don't drink.
10.Eat your wieners on buns, no condiments.
11.Kiss Hank's feet or he'll kick the shit out of you.
Me: "This would appear to be written on Karl's letterhead."
Mary: "Hank didn't have any paper."
Me: "I have a hunch that if we checked we'd find this is Karl's
handwriting."
John: "Of course, Hank dictated it."
Me: "I thought you said no one gets to see Hank?"
Mary: "Not now, but years ago he would talk to some people."
Me: "I thought you said he was a philanthropist. What sort of
philanthropist kicks the shit out of people just because they're different?"
Mary: "It's what Hank wants, and Hank's always right."
Me: "How do you figure that?"
Mary: "Item 7 says `Everything Hanks says is right.' That's good enough
for me!"
Me: "Maybe your friend Karl just made the whole thing up."
John: "No way! Item 5 says `Hank dictated this list himself.' Besides,
item 2 says `Use alcohol in moderation,' Item 4 says `Eat right,' and item 8
says `Wash your hands after going to the bathroom.' Everyone knows those things are right, so the rest must be true, too."
Me: "But 9 says `Don't Drink,' which doesn't quite go with item 2, and 6
says `The moon is made of green cheese,' which is just plain wrong."
John: "There's no contradiction between 9 and 2, 9 just clarifies 2. As
far as 6 goes, you've never been to the moon, so you can't say for sure."
Me: "Scientists have pretty firmly established that the moon is made of
rock..."
Mary: "But they don't know if the rock came from the Earth, or from out
of space, so it could just as easily be green cheese."
Me: "I'm not really an expert, but I think the theory that the Moon came
from the Earth has been discounted. Besides, not knowing where the rock came from doesn't make it cheese."
John: "Aha! You just admitted that scientists make mistakes, but we know
Hank is always right!"
Me: "We do?"
Mary: "Of course we do, Item 5 says so."
Me: "You're saying Hank's always right because the list says so, the
list is right because Hank dictated it, and we know that Hank dictated it
because the list says so. That's circular logic, no different than saying `Hank's right because he says he's right.'"
John: "Now you're getting it! It's so rewarding to see someone come
around to Hank's way of thinking."
Me: "But...oh, never mind. What's the deal with wieners?"
Mary blushes. John says: "Wieners, in buns, no condiments. It's Hank's
way. Anything else is wrong."
Me: "What if I don't have a bun?"
John: "No bun, no wiener. A wiener without a bun is wrong."
Me: "No relish? No Mustard?"
Mary looks positively stricken. John shouts: "There's no need for such
language! Condiments of any kind are wrong!"
Me: "So a big pile of sauerkraut with some wieners chopped up in it
would be out of the question?"
Mary sticks her fingers in her ears: "I am not listening to this. La la
la, la la, la la la."
John: "That's disgusting. Only some sort of evil deviant would eat
that..."
Me: "It's good! I eat it all the time."
Mary faints. John catches her: "Well, if I'd known you where one of
those I wouldn't have wasted my time. When Hank kicks the shit out of you
I'll be there, counting my money and laughing. I'll kiss Hank's feet for you, you
bunless cut-wienered kraut-eater."
With this, John dragged Mary to their waiting car, and sped off.
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