Apologies for the pun, but it was too "good" to pass up.
December 20
[Aberrant] The Melbourne Times carries the article "Mumbai Life" by Roland Dundee.
"On the top of this heap you have the film clique", living in a world of "[c]olor-changing designer clothing [probably eufiber], imported caviar, and tiny bits of
gilding on the curries". (The link is something of which I found myself ineluctably reminded.)
Everyone's heard the joke about how everybody here wants to be an actor or an actress. Well, I can tell you that this is not true. However, pretty much everyone who doesn't has a screenplay they want to show you.
Even the tiffin boys, "the wretchedly poor people that deliver boxed lunches by bicycle", will often as not "try to fob off a manuscript or some publicity photos along with the order of tandoori chicken".
Everyone who can even theoretically afford it scrimps and saves for movie viewings, but not everyone can afford it even theoretically. Despite the transformations wrought by the Nova Age,
this is still the same India that had bucketloads of starving people less than 10 years ago. [...] The 21st-century miracle still hasn't blessed everyone. [...] In Mumbai, you can actually watch the transformation that swept places like Addis Ababa before most of us had a chance to blink twice.
And novas are
highly popular here; this is, after all, the land not only of India Syndrome, but the land that reinforces a local nova's delusions of godhood. In six months, Dundee only saw one anti-nova demonstration, which was broken up by the bottling and
Sahudese applause inflicted on the protestors.