High on Aspirations, Low on Talent
Let me just say it
straight out. The Delhi protests against the
shocking rape of a young woman in a bus were led by students of the Jawaharlal Nehru
University and other
universities and colleges where underpaid teachers spew their leftist
propaganda to taint impressionable minds.. They are high-minded but like all
university students in India ,
somewhat moronic on the organization front. Their post-modern protest, inspired
by the leftists of Europe and North Africa ,
simply didn’t work. They neither have the ideological fervor of their Western
European counterparts nor the rage against the machine of their Tunisian and
Egyptian idols. What they are confronting is a political system that is bereft
of vision beyond electoral calculation, a bureaucracy that is inept and
obstructionist, a business class that is free of ethics and morality. And this
is not today’s news; the gridlock has been in existence since 1947. How
otherwise do you explain the lack of basic infrastructure, not just roads, power,
public transport but also the lack of education, public health and social
security?
It is mind-boggling that
the protesters and the media, egged on by shadowy political interests, can hold
public debate to ransom over a sordid
criminal offence by marginal people like the monsters on the bus. The protest
is all about the government and how insensitive it is. The young men and women
seemed to be more interested in having major government officials talk to them.
The real issue to be debated is what kind of a society has been created in
which marginal men from urban slums take not just the law into their own hands
but visit terror on hapless citizens. You don’t have very far to look: the
outskirts of Delhi ,
beyond the Lutyens zone, is a free for all. Scofflaws rule the roost. They
harass women; drive like lunatics (including city-certified public transport
drivers); they also rain chaos and arbitrary violence on unsuspecting citizens.
This is a society and culture in which the girl child is killed at birth; those
that survive rarely make it past five years of age; the remnant end up being
victims of dowry and bride burning. Very few girls born in India make a
steady income and or attain social dignity. Dare I say it: if you are born a
girl the chances of you having a normal life are minuscule.
These are the issues the
heinous rape should have brought forth in public debate. Instead, the neo
middle class protesters, egged on by the RSS, Arvind Kejriwal and Baba
Ramdev, focused on the government and
its shortcomings. I dare these kids and their mentors to go protest against the
“khap panchayats” of Haryana, Rajasthan, Uttar Pradesh, never mind Bihar,
Jharkhand and Chhattisgarh; or the Maoists in the central spine of India ; or the cultural fascists in south and
central India .
Easiest thing to do, especially if vested interests ply you with funds, is to
assemble at India Gate and capture the attention of the marketing-driven media.
Looking at the chaos of cities
and small towns and the complete neglect of rural populations, not just this
government but going back to 1947, it is apparent the entire governance
structure is about privilege and corruption. Even high-minded leaders like Sonia Gandhi and Manmohan Singh are unable to make a
dent; their writ simply doesn’t run. As the Singapore Prime Minister said in a
recent interview, India is
held in thrall by vested interests. What he was saying, in a polite way, is India suffers from a lapse of governance: bad
roads, poor street lighting, discontinuous water supply, no sanitation, poor
public health facilities, and dysfunctional schools.
In the end, there are two
ideologies in India ; one,
the Congress that has its hands full just running the government peopled by
know-nothings and do-nothings. Two, the others are all against the Congress and
hoping to run the system, not for change and development; but for personal
aggrandizement. What remains is the permanent government, the bureaucracy, and
they have been having a ball since Rajiv Gandhi, with 220 seats refused to form
the government in 1989. Since then the toadies have emerged from under their
stones with caste and communal demands while the vested government officials
simply twiddle their thumbs. Or milk their positions for rent in issuing
licenses and permits.
So poverty endures in a
country that is getting richer by leaps and bounds. No government will pay heed
to middle class demands for better governance. The refrain is we represent the
poor who have nothing so you should accept an abysmal quality of life. Even the
governor of the Reserve Bank, who has succeeded in keeping interest rates
higher than anywhere in the world, was quoted as saying, “Inflation is my
concern because I represent the poor
people, who are most affected by spiraling prices.” Or some such words;
never heard a central banker talk like this.
The cogent way to fight
this government apathy and ineptitude, as Mahatma Gandhi did, is through lawful
protest and constitutional propriety. The neo middle classes of India , schooled essentially in value-free
disciplines such as engineering, management and vocational studies, have no
appreciation for that. Their cause is just; their methods are hugely
questionable.
An edited version of this article appeared on Times of India website on December 28, 2012.
3 comments:
Rajiv,
Your diagnosis of the sorry Indian situation is one I largely concur with. It is, therefore, puzzling that you persist in carrying water for the very people and this cancer of a political crime syndicate, the Congress party, responsible for bringing India to such a pass. Your attempt to point fingers at BJP/RSS etc while absolving your pet team are puerile. You must not be getting out much beyond the 'han ji, Madam han ji' claque. The semi-literate college drop-out and her invertebrate poodle are "high-minded"? I fell off my chair.
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Auf Wiedersehen.
Rajiv,
Wow! You spare nothing. That is why your voice is invaluable.
Well and admirably written, my friend. And I am proud to call you that.
Art
Thanks, Rajiv; I had been wondering why there was silence on your part.
Love to all.
Suresh
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