Queen Darshankaka, that hard hat, the work boots, your over-tight jeans and the tank-top is just so Chippendale, meow! Sistah, you belong on the cover of Playgirl Magazine! And hurrah: the truth-loving, consistent, and principled Nakacharo prem dai is here as well, zooming around on his spanking, cho-chweet, pink Hero Honda (welcome, welcome, those chaps look delicious on you, meow)! Unfortunately, no sign of Queen Dharmasankat, probably sulking after yet another cat fight with his partner, the capricious Queen Darshankaka. Whatever the reason, if that sistah doesn't show up soon, we'll be forced to recruit Raybati as Policeman, because the moral outrage on his morally perfect face is, ohmigod, so, so adorable! Queen Darshankaka, as we just saw, has cat-walked unto the stage with a sly leading question. Oh, watch him pucker up his sexy lips for effect, a la Marylyn Monroe--which, of course, is the cue for the other Nepali Village People to enter in all their very happy and gay fineries. So, the stage is set, the historical context established, and the morally perfect--not to mention honorable--characters introduced, now let's sit back and enjoy the next act of this grand musical spectacle called "Witch-hunting, Nepali Style". (Hey, Slow Learner 1, the overhead, please--yes, the detailed tables and graphs, you nit-wit; sorry folks, Slow Learner 1 is a little, you know, well, slow.)