There was once a jackal that while attempting to flee from a mob of stampeding humans, pursuing it for eating their prize chickens fell in to a vat of blue dye. The jackal managed to extricate itself and scarper to its forest home, where it received a strange and unexpected welcome, its animal neighbours having never witnessed such an exotic foreign creature before in their lives. Being quick-witted and all, the jackal claimed that it was a powerful alien creature sent to rule them all; to usher a new era, an age of hope and justice. The animals welcomed the idea of a new leader; they were suffering under a brutal and ruthless ruler for years now. Voila! the blue jackal was made the king of all jungle. Obviously it meant that it didn't have to sneak into farms and steal chickens anymore. The plight of the animals didn't improve much. But then, it didn't particularly deteriorate, so there wasn't much to complain.
And then it rained.
Neela sayam veluthupochu dum dum dum... Raja vesham kalanju pochu dum dum dum
"The blue dye has washed out dum dum dum... The King's mask has been torn apart dum dum dum"
Glenn Greenwald has more on this fable.
But I'll say this much : The greatest moral leader of our lifetime has been stripped (pun intended)
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