Okay, come back FK.  Maybe it wasn't FK's agya; maybe it was MATA JI's.  [This is an old old basoc ex argument without a clear answer:  It was HIS [GMJ's] fault/doing.  It was HER fault/doing -- evertything that happened in the "West".]  She turned Jagdeo from a humble little guy off the Air India airplane at JFK with his little cloth bag into an ego maniac / child molester and just a weird weird melodramatic, over-pendantic satsang-giver.  His twisting thumb and forefinger, his always too long speeches, his twisting logic that made people want to scream, his twisting eyes, sneer, lisp, speech impediment, Queen's English, all too much for me to take!!!!  When he returned from his first trip shortly after he arrived in America -- a weekend at the Westbury Long Island residence and seeing Mataji "in the West".  He then made everyone sit below him when he returned to 85th St Ashram in NYC, as he was instructed, as he was told he was above the regular premies, and they needed to never forget this.  She had told him that premies were for his use; they were HIS servants.  Not the Lord's servants, but the Mahatmajis', Jagdeo's.  What a crappy dissonance these guys brought (and the lovely Moni Bai).

Lil Darlin freaked.  He used to read the poems and eat anything.  When he returned from his visit with Mataji, he demanded tea at a certain temperature, like the other Mahatmaji's and demanded snacks.  He took on an air of superiority.  Lil Darlin commented to him that he was humble like a lamb upon arrival from India, but now after his Long Island visit he was like a lion, roaring out commands and demands.  And his response was "Oh, Lil Darlin, you are so right."  He had a moment of clarity and self-awareness.  But reverted quickly to a big shot asshole.  It shocked Lil Darlin that she blurted this out.  She was so shocked and stunned that it just came out, despite the fact the she knew she was expected to just respect him in his knew role.  FK COME BACK  He traveled around the world and brought pain.  He was sick.

Western Mahatmas, were a bad idea that just got worse.  Believe me, I was one, and I ain't not Bill Patterson or Ira Woods (or Kathy Sullivan for that matter.)  Must have been a clerical error.  Jagdeo was a sinister character always lurking everywhere with his weird smirk/smile and folded palms with a natural bobble of the head.