Culture Wars in India

Crossing the bridge that serves as one of the many street market places in Calcutta, E. Michael Jones notices what look like trash bags or piles of rags precariously perched on the pipes that parallel the walkway. When an arm protrudes from one, he realizes that these are human cocoons, holding people sleeping inside who are now stirring at the beginning of a new day at ground zero of this planet's economic life. There is no place else to go for the people who live on the sidewalks of India other than the grave. India, as a result, calls into question all of our assumptions about what we want and what we need. It calls into question all of our categories. Is there any logos in all of this chaos?