Bhat had offended many sensibilities and the Mumbai Police had decided it would not take this lying down. This should not surprise anyone. From the dark ages to circa filing of this story, heads have always rolled when it comes to such things, perhaps that is in the nature of heads — my head, your head or the head of state. The jester’s back alley whisper about the mighty king, a prose, a verse standing on a soap box in the garden square, Picasso’s Guernica, Banksy’s graffiti to Pussy Riot’s imprisonment. Except, in this case, it was just a Snapchat filter. Like seriously, no great work of art was involved here to have caused such great offence. Just plain old dog ears.