Arundhati Roy is a ✫Hypocrite Millionaire✫

I’ve 7 annoying OCDs. One of them is to stealsnatchshop for books. For the last 15-odd years, each month, I've added 3-5 books to my shelves. I read about 1-2 books a month. 

In 2022, I’ve 583 books & I’ve read 267 of them. 583 minus 267: 316 remain unread.



▪︎‣Things That can & cannot be said▪︎‣• has been staring at me shamelessly since 2019. After resisting her for 3 years, I finally picked her off my shelf & hooked up with this dirty damsel.


This skinny book is a skimpy collection of snippets of rants&revelations amongst 

Awesome Foursome

1.   Anti-Nationalist pound-Millionaire Arundhati Roy [who wants “Middle-class to die.”]
2.  Ex A-list Moviestar John Cusack [who reckons “Hollywood is a Whorehouse”]

3.  Edward Snowden [Claim-to-Fame: Leaking highly-classified NSA documents]

4.  Daniel Ellsberg [Snowden of Vietnam War — Leaked Pentagon Papers].



Their two-day rendezvous happened in room 1001, Ritz-Carlton, Moscow, in the winter of 2014.
Ritz-Carlton is a luxurious 5-star hotel with room rates so high that you will have to sell your kids & kidneys to stay there for a two-day date with your wife’s squint sister.


Oddly, the book didn’t reveal anything that isn’t already out there.
I’ve read Malcolm Gladwell’s Blink, which also made me feel that I paid to read about things I already knew. But Gladwell’s story-telling skills are relatively charismatic. So, I didn’t feel like I got taken for a ride. With this book, I felt cheated.


Why?


This Book is hurriedly-put-together and filled with clichés & surface-level commentary.


The most annoying bit was the incessantly smug, self-congratulatory tone — that just left me cold.


How can a book where four daredevil individuals discuss the most controversial topics, conveniently Agree on Everything & never find a single fault amongst them ever-ever in this half-baked booklet?



It’s like I went to watch Forest Gump — Instead, I was tied to a chair & made to suffer Laal Singh Chaddha.


The best part of the book is how it’s a lot like a one-night stand. It’s a tiny book with big fonts & pictures and ends abruptly like a plane crash on page 109.



I reckon Arundhati Roy’s non-fiction books that have well-thought essays & rousing rants are a far superior experience, even if one disagrees with her ideology. 


Also, they should rename the book to Only Those Things That Can be Said [as nothing that cannot be said was actually said in the book]


I’m not informed/insightful enough to know if Arundhati Roy’s eloquent views are constructive or intellectual mumbo-jumbo. So, let’s talk facts:


Roy took £1 million [adjusted for inflation] — roughly 10 crores— as advance for God of Small Things. 

Her books are often published by Capitalist Publishing giant — Penguin. This betch is rich.

The reason she got to meet Snowden in Moscow is because she had the privilege of knowing a Hollywood whore/moviestar — John Cusack. 

They stayed two nights in Ritz-Carlton — a glitzy hotel whose room rents run into 10s of lakhs per night. 


Isn’t it rather blatantly hypocritical to call everyone else a greedy bourgeoisie basterd, when you’re perfectly at peace with making millions from British publishers & using jugaad/connections to meet Snowden in a super-fancy Hotel built by the Capitalists you hate to the core?


I wonder what Julian BigBalls Assange would think if he were to read this hot mess?


For me, it’s a book with a once-in-a-lifetime starcast with the manuscript written by a lebanese lesbian labrador in the midst of a hostile divorce & cocaine addiction.


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Funniest one-line Review on Goodreads [with 5-star rating]


“This book just blew my mind. Never thought of the government in this way.” — Yoda


⨳⦱So, yeah, if you’ve lived all your life on Instagram, this book will surely blow your mind⨳⦱




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