Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "oligarchy"

Twit & Trash (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Dunya Benim, Sorumluluk Benim: Little Planet on The Prairie

There is nothing more cataclysmic than
a sea of unarmed citizens out for justice –
even the richest oligarchic leeches,
armed with billions of robots, tanks
and satellites, would crumble like twigs.

Born to privilege, most tech giants are tech trash,
loaded with more nuts than the Enigma machine.
In the salacious pursuit of the silicon dream,
these nutters are the antithesis of Tesla and Turing.

Tech giants are giants by the will of people,
takes less than a month to bankrupt their worth.
Any giant who thinks they are above the people,
are the puniest form of termites on earth.

Clockwork mice and clockwork minds both can
run great distances with no sense of why?
Children of earth still sleep without food,
yet colonizer kids are headed for the sky!
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Data is Power (Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Azad Earth Army: When The World Cries Blood

Coming from a childhood passion for
electronics, initially I fostered a
favorable outlook on Artificial Intelligence,
but as further implications are beginning to
unfold, I’m developing an ominous distaste.

There is no question about the computational
capacities of AI, but humans are not equipped
to fathom, how to apply such power positively.
Then there is the question of instant garbage
generated by lazy prompts, passed as creativity.

It took 3 years of sweat and vision
for Michelangelo to sculpt David,
today AGI can do that in mere hours.
Does such instant cosmetic art have
any value! AI art is just fancy knockoff.

Human mind seeks understanding,
AI seeks data – lots and lots of data.
AI’s hunger for data is matched only
by the billionaire’s hunger for power.

How much power is enough power,
particularly now when data is power!
What’s the point of power and data,
if they just empower criminal behavior!
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Hope Gone Sour (American Sonnet) – Abhijit Naskar, Azad Earth Army

America is not a country,
America is an abomination.
America is a scourge on
the fabric of time, the
ideal tale of precaution.

America is a living record
of humans regressing to animal.
America is a perfect specimen
of democracy cleverly dismantled.

America is a nation built by
terrorists for the terrorists.
America holds world record for
humanity’s worst of atrocities.

America is a promise of hope gone sour.
America is plague amongst fellowship of powers.
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Way of The Slipper (Bug-Repellent Sonnet) – Abhijit Naskar, Neurosonnets


This prehistoric world has an instinctual
affinity to black and white, binary concepts.
Justice is too grand an exercise to be contained
by the binary nonsense of violence and nonviolence.

Bullets are an act of violence, silence
is an act of bookish nonviolence – but there
is a third option – the way of the slipper.
Slippers are more effective in fighting bugs,
than bullets – slippers strip the bugs of
power, while bullets make them martyr.

With all your slippers combined,
the mightiest of tyrant is bound to fall,
be it a state head, court judge or copper,
or oligarchs rendering democracy into jungle.

When people blow their top, billionaires
become bum, and presidents turn tramp.
Fetch the household bug-repellent from
under your feet, and treat the corrupt
and bigoted like your offspring gone bad.
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That Day I’ll Call You Human (Sonnet) – Abhijit Naskar, Neurosonnets

I shall call you all human,
the day you bring down all borders,
like you brought down the Berlin wall.

I shall call you all human,
the day you abolish all military,
like you abolished the SS.

I shall call you all human,
the day you eradicate fundamentalism,
like you eradicated polio.

I shall call you all human,
the day you ban the oligarchs,
like you tackled corona.

If you can’t be a tsunami, be a flash flood –
if you can’t be a flash flood, be a garden hose,
and wash away the inhumanities around you.
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When Destiny Turns To Dust (Sonnet 2406) – Abhijit Naskar, Sonnets From The Mountaintop

At the end of the century,
fascism leaves no lasting mark
on thousand year old civilizations,
it’s only the adolescent countries like
the US that get wiped out of existence.

Tyrants come, tyrants go,
both foreign and domestic,
ancient civilizations endure political
upheaval like a bleep in the continuum,

whereas, destiny manifested on patchwork history
and bootleg culture, collapse into obsolescence.

So the world continues, culture continues,
reformation continues, even better without
the parasitic powers of world politics –
civilization thrives for they’re never aloof,
but ever entwined with Nature’s dynamics.
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