Pseudoism is the art
and craft of using a positive emotion, feel-good verb, or a relaxing sentiment,
picking its hypothetical meaning in letter, and grafting it over the mean
spirit. The spirit to dominate, to manipulate, to rule at any cost, the end
justifying the means. It becomes a blindfolding instrument. No wonder, pseudoism
is a suitable device with power aspirations particularly. Pseudo-secularists
have cashed minority fears. The stroke inexistent phobias. They want the
minority to stay scared. They keep the apprehensions and insecurities alive, to
turn these into votes at the election time. Now is the turn of pseudo-nationalists. The
latter create a rhetorical stage, offering people a feeling to contribute to
the nation. It’s a stage set for papery heroism, where one can contribute to
national glory without putting anything at stake, without any risks either. It’s
a goody goody dream-world. You shout slogans, you pour hate on social media,
you condone the acts of violence against your target, you claim to be more
patriotic than others. That’s it. You need not do more. Shouting amidst the
frenzied crowd, like it’s a picnic outing and this a new entertainment game, is
all that it takes to be a nation-builder. You are supposed to stand to the
national anthem before the movie starts. You do it and you are a patriot. Doesn’t
matter if straightaway after that you elbow the girl in the next seat, or rub
your leg against hers on the pretext of extending your limbs out of boredom.
These liberties and many more. You can be a simple law-breaking chit of a human
being in scores of daily routine, like violating traffic rules, passing lewd
remarks at women, scattering garbage, peeing in the open. All this doesn’t
matter as long as you ride the bandwagon of pseudo-nationalism. It’s very easy to
fall in this trap. Who doesn’t want to keep the belief that he/she is contributing
to nation building. Feelings apart, only a little section can do actually so in
practice. Rest can take this sip in the meow meow on offer on the stage of
populist rhetoric. This risk-free nationalistic spirit but comes at a big cost.
Little do people realize that by the time they are still enjoying the echo of
their slogans, they have already crossed a line to enter a zone of practiced mass-hate.
They are getting trained for being less loving, less tolerant, and hence lesser
human beings than they could have been otherwise. Even before they realize the
slightest change, they have already surrendered a part of their good self. They
are smaller than they were before. Something gets cut off from the real self. They
get polarized. The vision is skewed, not open-minded exuberance required for
healthy mind and creative spirit. They are just a diminished self of their
former self. The society gets a fracture. It's painful. The current wave
of pseudo-nationalism led by the Brahamanical Hindu resurgence has many takers,
especially the younger generations. Not surprisingly. When hormones are yet to stabilize,
the stage is shaking, the world is a shaky vision, they, the youngsters, need
to pour out their straying energies. Papery nationalism is a suitable means. It
makes them paper tigers. They are exploring. They get the pill, pick it up,
savour it. It’s tasty. It’s even better than alcohol in fogging the mind into
delusions. They thunder and roar against imaginative foes. They hunt down
invisible enemies of the state through hate speech, by clapping stray killings
here and there, by condoning acts of violence, arson and shouts here and there.
Brahamanical Hindu led pseudo-nationalism is particularly trying at the communal
level. Islamo-phobia is the common ground in the strategy. Little do they realize
that within the Hindu society itself, there are sections that have been
exploited for thousands of years by their own co-religioners. Dalits and
tribals, the frozen class, with fates frozen at the sub-human levels for
generations, have as much to grudge over caste-based exploitation,
discrimination and humiliation, as a fundamentalist Islamist might have against
other religions. Dalit-Muslim-Tribals, the super-entity which can easily
identify with discrimination, have much in common in terms of discrimination,
systematic second-hand treatment and exploitation. In Indian politics, there
are permutations and combinations of caste and communal identities. These shift
over and acquire strange shapes. The latest can be Dalit-Muslim-Tribals. Muslims
safely ensconced in the trio. The lethality of Islam-phobia melting in the
historical wrongs against the frozen class in the Indian society. Some strange
mutant of Congress, leftists and other non-BJP regional parties can be formed.
Overblown Brahamanical Hinduism, having the exploitation of its own lower society
as the core, can fuel a new trend in political jugglery.
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