Though the author makes it clear where his sympathies lie, he is sensitive to the faultlines in the Anna movement.
Ashutosh acknowledges that the same media that had wooed Anna turned cynical as time passed by. The clenched fist, the all-too-familiar rhetoric, slowly began to pall before the cameras as a reluctant government moved in to sabotage the movement. The powerful ministers working on the sidelines and planting stories—Ashutosh doesn’t name them but drops enough hints. The author even hints at a plot to overthrow the UPA.
In the end, the author doesn’t mince words when he says that Anna was a new product but by the end of the year, consumer fatigue had set in, and he needed to reinvent himself. In this age of media supremacy, Ashutosh doesn’t let us forget that a creature of the media’s attention has to refocus his strategies if his movement is to strike a chord...again.