Mamata Banerjee walks into a shop in small town West Bengal and asks for an ice cream cone. “We have no cone, madam, only a stick,” the shopkeeper says nervously. “What sort of shop is this? All right, then, give me a stick.” The shopkeeper brings her an orange ice; it’s more like red actually. She’s annoyed and snaps, “No, I want chocolate.” The man is apologetic. “Madam, we only have orange now. New supply has not come. We cannot keep too much because power cut is so lo