It is death by press conferences. There is one almost daily. Beamed live on TV where accusations are hurled against politicians, whether from the ruling party or the opposition, industrialists and random media houses. In trying to get across to saturated TV viewers, new depths are plummeted every evening. The ugliness is unbearable and yet like coke addicts, we consume the ‘stuff’ day in and day out.

The statements and counter-statements made in Delhi by Arvind Kejriwal, Prashant Bhushan, Subramanian Swamy, Shahnawaz Hussain, Mukhtar Abbas Naqvi, Rashid Alvi, Digvijay Singh, Beni Prasad Verma, are like non-stop bombardment on your senses. They often make you want to curl up and die. Seemingly respectable men — and sometimes women — have no qualms in assassinating each other’s character. It is a perverse stoking of the fear psychosis of the news-watcher, a conscientious tax-payer that she is being robbed blind by everyone else around her.