High on Faith, Low on Logic: India’s Sacred Addiction to Drugged Delusion

 

High on Faith, Low on Logic: India’s Sacred Addiction to Drugged Delusion

Some of India’s most “revered” sadhus, advisors to the BJP, are better known for their crimes than their chants. Yes, these holy men have some done time behind bars. Faith doesn't equal innocence.

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Let’s start with the basics: science, common sense, and every HR department on Earth agrees that drugs fry your brain. They destroy rational thinking, impair decision-making, and basically turn you into a liability. That’s why people on drugs are sent to rehab, not handed leadership roles.

But somehow, India missed that memo.

Here, drug use among religious figures isn’t just tolerated, it’s glorified. Around 90% of sadhus in India are on drugs, and instead of treating that like the national mental health emergency it clearly is, we’ve wrapped it in mythology, smeared it with ash, and stamped Lord Shiva’s face on it.

Yes, Lord Shiva, arguably the most powerful figure in Hindu mythology, is now lovingly rebranded as the patron saint of cannabis, and boom: drug use becomes divine behavior. On Shivratri, Holi, and various other festivals, getting high isn’t a vice; it’s bhakti. It’s not a narcotic, it’s nirvana.

And this cultural loophole has created an ecosystem where hallucinating holy men are trusted advisors on everything from health to relationships to national politics. Yes, people are literally turning to drug-addled mystics to solve their real-world problems.

You can’t make this up.

Now imagine this logic applied anywhere else in the world.

Imagine Wall Street hiring a stoned sadhu for investment advice.

Imagine a neurosurgeon handing the scalpel to a heroin-high baba mid-operation.

Imagine a country where politicians line up for photo ops with drugged-out godmen, and the public claps, thinking divine blessings will fix roads, bring jobs, and cure inflation.

Oh, wait, you don’t have to imagine. Welcome to India.

And then there’s the spiritual theater ashes on the face, matted hair, dramatic stares into the void, mumbling mystical nonsense. And a society already trained to believe in miracles over methods eats it up. No one ever stops to ask: "Is this guy even sober?"

Because no he’s not. Those "divine messages"? They’re just hallucinations served fresh from the bottom of a chillum, not beamed from some cosmic satellite. But when your audience is already trained to suspend logic, anything sounds like revelation.

And let’s be honest: many of these sadhus aren’t just users they’re dealers. Drug traffickers in disguise. The orange robes? Not a symbol of renunciation anymore they’re uniforms for street-level spiritual capitalism, pushing everything from ganja to synthetic highs, all under the "holy" label.

Still not convinced this is organized delusion? Let’s talk about the Ganges-side goldmine.

Places like Varanasi, Haridwar, and Prayagraj have become death tourism hubs, where the spiritually desperate and emotionally shattered are easy prey. Thousands flock in grief, believing centuries of brainwashing that dying here guarantees heaven. And in those moments when people are most vulnerable logic exits the body faster than the soul.

Families are told to perform endless rituals, buy overpriced offerings, bribe priests, feed sadhus, and build expensive shrines all because “this will liberate your loved one’s soul.” And people comply. Why? Because they're terrified. Because they’ve been told since birth that not doing so will curse generations.

The system knows this. And it profits from it.

Now, to layer on another tragedy: the Ganges itself.

We’ve spent decades polluting it with sewage, industrial waste, plastic, chemicals, and dead bodies. And now, suddenly, everyone is “concerned” about cleaning the holy river. News anchors cry about it, influencers film themselves pretending to “raise awareness,” and politicians make a spectacle out of Ganga jal.

But here’s the kicker: no one asks the real question: Who polluted it in the first place? We did.

Not foreigners. Not invaders. Us.

The same people now performing tokenistic cleanup drives are the ones who dumped plastic, immersed idols, threw ash, waste, and dead bodies into the water. And yet the Modi government allocated thousands of crores to "clean" it, without investing a single rupee in educating the very people who are still polluting it daily.

Why? Because it was never about the environment. It was about performative politics wrapped in religion. It’s about turning faith into funding pipelines and guilt into government-sanctioned spiritual business. The same hands that polluted the Ganga are now pretending to purify it for votes, not virtue.

This is how you keep a nation high on faith and low on logic.

The result? Millions believe in drug-fueled mystics, give them money, vote according to their endorsements, and accept whatever spiritual drama they’re sold because it’s not about facts anymore, it’s about faith. Blind, unshakeable, logic-proof faith.

And now ask yourself what kind of democracy leans on hallucinating godmen for public approval? What kind of party builds its foundation on faith dealers in saffron, and expects to lead a modern nation? That’s not governance it’s a mass religious LSD trip disguised as politics.

And if you're voting for them congrats. You've left your logic at the door, lit it on fire, and called the ashes holy. You're not electing leadership. You’re electing paralysis, draped in saffron, drenched in bhang, and certified by a guy who thinks he's chatting with the divine.

So the next time someone says, “These babas are enlightened,” ask them: Would you trust this guy to manage your money? Perform your surgery? Run your company? No?

Then why the hell are you trusting him to guide your country? Let’s stop pretending this is spirituality. This is drug culture with branding, faith weaponized, logic vaporized.

Until we deal with the addiction to both drugs and blind faith, India isn’t moving forward. It’s just getting high, throwing flowers in the river, and going in circles.