Saturday, November 29, 2008

Another expert analysis over the Mumbai seige

Relaxed Ways of our Ancestors
The entire Indian blogosphere is going nuts over the Mumbai siege. Everybody has emotions, and naturally needs to iterate how sad/bad/mad this is; the nod that passed our attention in the group finds 15 lines of prose here. If I were the president today, I'd filter out every conversation over the incident on the net, and headbutt those doing the same on the streets. I have seen the junta react here in Delhi, and there is ZERO concern, its rather a scholarly exercise. It's almost a leisure activity where one would state a gruesome fact and others' awestruck faces and the agreeing nod would give something to remember about, the 'awakening' of the the people and the 'patriotic' feeling. And it's not just Delhi that has this construed reaction, even the city of Mumbai that mourns has little concern - which is why they were dancing on the streets when it had just been assured over 3 days how impotent their country is, how easy it is to reduce it to anarchy.

Our plight is that there is nothing we can do; my infuriation slowly turns to empathy for the bystander. They can weep, they can panic, they can dance, they can analyse, they can joke, all without reservations - like the newspapers described: it's a "reality show". The whole drama had been so long drawn out that after the initial disgust at our national security, followed by rounds of trauma over those inside, there was no other 'emergency' emotion left, then we tied our banal lives to a public show of sympathy - just like the generic ideal citizen would. Conformity. Right now they are attending the funeral of some of our top cops for the same reason.

At least its been learnt that sympathy is induced by a shocking change of circumstances - shocking, as in, that one second you are sipping soda and the next you are in bits, like that in a blast, not like in a gun chase. I remember seeing a greater sympathy among the people of Delhi when the Mumbai blasts took place; even my neighbour almost seemed touched. I leave out those with the best of friends or blood relatives getting entangled in this incident, they do remain genuine in their emotions and tears.
Sympathy can also be derived by forcing oneself to consider living the moment that others had been through, like when you harmlessly try choking yourself after a friend commits suicide. I bet half the people forced themselves to think being a hostage trapped in a burning building, to finally send me-too-sympathises messages across. "Yes, we understand their situation now. We just initiated our own neurosis by imagining the same." It's quite a leisure when you can do that and have a good sleep after that.
The process of evoking sympathy is almost a fraud; a psychosis.

Now we stand puzzled as to what to do. This is not an earthquake where I can rush with my friends to join some rescue team and save humanity; this is not an isolated bomb blast where I can offer my services at the scene of crime or make donations and save humanity. The only thing I can possibly do is feel a definite hate against those who are responsible for making our national forces what they are today - us. The ATS/IB/NSG delays/goofups were partly because they were lacking training and equipment; and all that comes from the nation's reserves, which itself comes from the taxpayer's money. They are the _only ones_ who can do a thing about this, and they were lacking. Everything that was required over these days had to come from us, and our con game with the government finally got a face now.

ps: perhaps the only concern i could perceive came from a friend calling in early hours of the morning (whom I couldn't comprehend anyways), and another asking me to travel alert and safe.

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