To many of us, watching the surging, television-propelled crowds on the streets of towns and cities in the country, waving the national flag and chanting “Anna Anna”, it could look like Arab Spring envy. For, on the one hand you have a gaggle of charged boys and girls of Youthistan, the mass-surge of hard-working 20-30 year-olds from call centres and dotcom companies, apart from the thousands of politically-affiliated busybodies, who all have nothing to say except scream down the government, its venal politicians and bureaucrats; and on the other is the self-obsessed, self-appointed moral crusaders who, instead of asserting their demand to wipe out corruption through persistent engagement and dialogue, have dug their heels in like obstinate camels.