Chapter 323 Progressive Party
In the east, the filth, the Socialist Party and the Popular Socialist Party have ruled for more than a decade.
Lower castes such as Yadavs and Dalits form the majority in Purvancha district, and both parties regard them as their main vote bank.
Especially the Socialist Party, which has governed Uttar Pradesh twice and is very powerful in the east.
On the walls of every office in the filthy land was painted his party emblem in black paint, with a bicycle pattern on it, and no one knew what the meaning was.
It is said that Yadav had little money at the beginning and when he established his political party, he could only choose from the free logo library of the Election Commission.
So the Socialist Party was assigned a bicycle logo. Regardless of whether it is beautiful or not, it is at least clear at a glance.
Uttar Pradesh is an agricultural state and most farmers are illiterate. If your party logo is too complicated, people will not be able to remember it.
This is not a joke. There are no words on the Indian ballot paper. Everyone votes by looking at icons.
Bike, well, that's the Yadav party.
The palm must be the Congress Party, which means the Indian people are united hand in hand.
In addition to these party emblems, the free logos distributed by the Election Commission are quite bizarre and imaginative.
Broom, ceiling fan, kerosene lamp, banana, alarm clock, mango, clover, plow, water cup, kettle, corn, loom, coconut, rice ear. These are all.
Most of them are very down-to-earth and closely related to the lives of the poor.
This is not because the election committee was lazy and just picked something at random and stuffed it into the material library.
But it’s useless if you make it complicated, like computers and mobile phones. Who will recognize them if you put them on there?
Rich people don't vote, only poor people do. You have to make it feel familiar to them, preferably something they see every day.
Of course, if you are a major national party, you can also come up with something meaningful.
For example, the original logo of the Congress Party was two cows, which is very Indian and can be understood by outsiders at a glance.
Later, in order to take care of the feelings of the herdsmen, it was changed to a palm, and the religious meaning was greatly reduced.
The BJP filled this gap in a timely manner. Their party emblem is the lotus. In Hinduism, the lotus pod with many seeds symbolizes the health and fertility of women, which is exactly what an agricultural society needs most.
If you don’t like the free logo library, you can also customize the party emblem.
For example, the founder of the Popular Socialist Party, Ram, claimed that he was inspired by the Buddha, and that the original intention of the founding of Buddhism included subverting the caste system.
So they also used the white elephant, which symbolizes "vastness, power, and brightness" in Buddhism, as their own icon, which is easy to recognize at a glance.
Some parties choose cars, which symbolizes their pursuit of modern life.
India is quite liberal in this regard. You can register your own political party and use your own logo.
It is also very simple to set up a political party. All you need is ten community residents to guarantee it. There are no other restrictions.
Because of this, there are thousands of political parties in India, with hundreds in Uttar Pradesh alone.
Of course, there are only a few who have really made it big.
As the election approaches, both the Socialist Party and the Popular Socialist Party have begun to increase their propaganda efforts.
However, the Socialist Party's voice is still louder because Yadav also has the aura of the chief minister.
Even in this filthy place, people cannot escape the influence of election fever, and everyone is discussing the politics of Uttar Pradesh in twos and threes.
Some customers in the tea shop in Khanna Village said that Yadav was a good man at the beginning and he did think about rectifying the administration, but the black mud of the Ganges still swallowed him up.
Some people also say that he was not very clean from the beginning, but he deceived everyone and his true colors were only revealed now.
Whatever the truth, the fact is that no one seems to be able to defeat him in an election.
He ruled the Purvancha district, winning election after election, but now his rule seems less secure.
The BJP is fighting against them and various crimes of Yadav are being exposed.
Yadav and his officers are facing charges in 93 criminal cases, including murder, rape, large-scale theft, firearms smuggling, organizing silver sales, and other minor crimes.
Although it was not easy for judges to reach a guilty verdict in a filthy place, three officials were found guilty this time.
They are still in prison, but they still retain their official positions.
It is said that Yadav embezzled hundreds of millions of rupees and deposited them in his own account.
It was an account he opened in a beautiful little European country, overflowing with white and black money.
The Socialists have probably met their match this time. They are using various propaganda methods:
They want to overthrow the rule of the socialists, control the Ganges, and lead the people on both sides of the Ganges out of darkness and into light.
In the teahouse, people drinking tea chatted even more enthusiastically.
As they sipped their tea, they talked about the same thing over and over again:
Can they do it this time? Can they defeat the Great Socialist and win this election?
Did they raise enough money to bribe enough police officers to get enough fingerprints?
Just like eunuchs discussing the Kama Sutra, voters in Khana Village are also happily discussing elections.
Suddenly, the rumble of a truck was heard outside the tea shop, but the tea drinkers paid no attention. Ever since the cement factory started production, there had been an especially high number of trucks entering and leaving Khanna Village.
Many people's children and nephews are truck drivers, and tea shop owners have also seized the opportunity to expand the scale of their tea stalls. Now the number of people coming here to drink tea is several times more than before.
But soon everyone stopped talking and looked towards the roadside.
The sound of the truck was getting closer and closer, and slogans were heard.
"Do you want to drive comfortably on the roads? Do you want to drink clean water? Do you want quality healthcare? Then vote for the Progressives!"
"Roads! Water! Hospitals! Socialists out!"
The tea drinkers stared in amazement at the young man standing at the front of the truck. He was wearing a yellow turban and looked like a fighter.
And there is that bright flag with a sun shining brightly on it!
The banner bore the slogan: All India Progressive Front.
"Muna, what are you doing?" someone asked.
"From now on, everyone's votes must be cast for the Progressive Party!" Muna said majestically.
"What about the Socialist Party?" another person asked foolishly.
"Yadav is a liar, a robber, a criminal. He has deceived everyone. The Progressive Party is everyone's hope!"
"My daughter married Yadav from the neighboring village, so our family's votes have to go to the great socialist." Some people were dissatisfied.
"Does your son work in the cement factory?"
"yes"
"Does he still want to make progress? If you vote for the Socialist Party, he will lose his job tomorrow. Which is more important, a son or a son-in-law? You choose."
"But why? What is the Progressive Party?" the man was confused.
I had never heard of this political party before.
"See this sun?" Muna pointed at the party emblem. "The great Mr. Soul designed it himself. I, upholding his wishes, represent the Progressive Party to bring light to this filthy land!"
"Progressive Party?" The tea drinkers discussed among themselves.
"The Progressive Party brought jobs to everyone and built roads. From now on, everyone should support the Progressive Party to bring jobs to more people. We can even build our own hospital."
"It's Mr. Soul."
Now I have to believe that everyone in the tea shop has more or less received the favor of Mr. Sur.
It doesn't matter who you vote for, especially if it's your own people.
Khanna Village was just Munna's first stop. He waved his hand, and large trucks loaded with young people bumped towards Mirzapur.
The people in the car held the microphone and shouted loudly: Stand up and fight the selfish Yadav to the end!
The tea drinkers came to their senses and started discussing it excitedly.
People say he quit his job at the cement factory and is now fully involved in politics.
He is a natural politician and was in charge of publicity work when he was in the cement factory.
Now he wears a turban every day and gives loud speeches in front of village tea shops and assembly squares to build momentum for the Progressive Party.
Muna has really become a strong man, and more and more young people are gathering around him and supporting him, just like people from other parties treat their party leaders.
With every word of praise, he became more confident and his speeches became more and more adept.
He promised that a hospital for the poor would be built at the spot where three stones were placed by the tributary of the Ganges.
Of course, the most important thing is jobs. As long as the Progressive Party wins the election, the factory will continue to expand its recruitment scale next year.
Now the Sur Cement Factory in Mirzapur is as eye-catching as the sun.
The wish of all young people, literate and illiterate, is to work in the Sur Cement Factory.
It is the only hope for this remote and backward rural area in Uttar Pradesh.
People tried every possible way to escape from here, with the exception of the Sur Cement Factory.
If voting for the Progressive Party means you can get a job, then that's totally fine.
Tsk tsk, watching Muna and the others walk away, the tea drinkers smacked their lips excitedly.
This is the party that represents their poor people, the party that has Mr. Soule's protection.
Look at that flag, the golden sun shining, driving away darkness and disease, purifying the filthy land, how wonderful!
Of course, everyone was more interested in gossip, as they knew there would be something exciting to watch next.
As expected, the Socialist Party, wearing red ribbons, also brought a few trucks to compete with Muna and his friends.
The Bahasa Samajwadi Party and the BJP also joined in the fun, and for a time, the Purvancha district was filled with flags flying, crowds of people, and the sound of gongs and drums.
But perhaps it was a tacit understanding between the two parties, but the newly formed Progressive Party did not have any conflicts with the two later parties.
They all implicitly pointed their fingers at the Socialist Party, attacking Yadav for only caring about himself and not caring about the lives of other castes.
In the Mirzapur area, the struggle between the Progressive Party and the Socialist Party was particularly fierce.
Several times, the two drivers almost got into a fight.
However, the Progressive Party, which has a mass base, is clearly superior, and Yadav is gradually losing the upper hand.
So Lucknow couldn't sit still anymore, and Yadav came to visit Ron in person.
Not to Varanasi, but to the estate in Mirzapur.
Ron is basically based here now, and he goes to his hometown less often.
Yadav mobilized a large team, bringing not only assistants but also reporters from the party's propaganda department.
He made a big gesture, as if he was ready to force Ron to compromise in this way.
(End of this chapter)
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