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The brazen face of terror: Bonded by a threat
India's diagnosis of terrorism and its subsequent interventions
on this issue now stand vindicated after the recent events in the
U.S., says DIPANKAR GUPTA.
WHEN American missiles slammed into Iraq during the Gulf War,
there were many in India who mourned the civilians in Baghdad and
elsewhere who died blamelessly. When Gaddafi's daughter was
targeted, the few who condemned this act stood out as woolly-
headed idealists. Today, when America is attacked why is it that
in India the numbers who condemn the attack are so great? Why is
the quality of our grief that much more intense? Why do we feel
that we too must seek revenge for what happened in distant
America? Can so many people have misplaced emotions?
It is a well-worn cliche that we are all profoundly influenced by
the mass media. It is hard to beat the western world, most of all
America, in the production of graphic television news.
But we can always switch to some other fun and games channel with
its songs, dances and steamy romances. Why are we riveted to
scenes of an urban apocalypse when we have other options?
American mass media is hard to resist not just because of the
quality of their production, which even makes a biased portrayal
appear fair and authentic, but also because America is in many
ways close to our hearts; much closer, if the truth be told, than
Iraq or Libya. For many of us in India, America is a land of our
golden futures. One can earn merit there, get rich, and lead a
lifestyle free from the constraints of an encumbered past.
America is where opportunities are to be grasped with both hands
and where a million careers (even the wild and the whacky) have
room to grow. To top it all there is the glitz, the glamour and
the good looks. America is many splendoured and casts its
influence in a myriad ways. It takes a catastrophe, like the
felling of the World Trade Centre, to enliven the presence of
America in our consciousness.
From films, to fashion, to technology, it is America we are
looking at for leads practically all the time. Some people are
fortunate enough to have already realised their goals and are now
residents in New York, San Francisco, or Chicago.
Others are waiting in line and raring to touch American soil,
clutching folios bursting with realisable ambitions and plans.
There are still others, and by far the largest chunk, who know
they will never come close to the farthest shore of America and
yet pleasantly fantasise about it. These are the many hues of the
magic called "The American Dream".
It is the subscription, real and vicarious, to the American Dream
that makes all the difference. It is this that explains, to a
large extent, the widespread anger and grief that cut across
classes when the towers of the World Trade Centre collapsed.
These twin peaks epitomised the pinnacles of American
achievement, something that we in India have always admired and
longed to be a part of. Unlike migrants to America, those who go
to West Asia do not go in admiration, but with clenched teeth and
determined wills to endure hardships, make money and run home.
This is why when lives are threatened in Iraq or elsewhere in
West Asia, except for those directly involved, nobody else is
bothered too much about it. West Asia might stoke greed among
some Indians, but not envy, and never admiration.
Even during the politics of the Cold War period when America
found Ayub Khan or Zulfikar Bhutto more affable than Nehru or
Indira Gandhi, the American Dream was doing the rounds in India
and flourishing in this hot and humid land. It was not admiration
for American politics that attracted Indians to that country.
Many of them may have deeply resented America's global ambitions
and political dispensations.
Even so, America was where many Indians would like their golden
futures to be worked out. America was indubitably the land of
opportunity, promise, and where a wonderful life could be
planned: who cares about its politics?
Subsequently, post Cold War, Pakistan has been scaled down in
America's hierarchy of preference. This change of heart in the
White House and the Pentagon warmed Indian hearts immensely. Bill
Clinton's presidential trip to India signalled this change. We in
India were overwhelmed by America's new recognition of our
democratic track record and of our potential to be a close
economic and political partner of western allies. Since then we
have suffered a series of terrorist attacks and we turned to our
rich ally for support. We wanted America to denounce Pakistan in
the strongest of terms, but America hesitated and, frustratingly
for us, equivocated.
It said all the right things about our democracy and so forth,
but showed no passion on our behalf. Now that terrorists have
struck at the heart of America we at last see a parity of status
between our two countries. America is a superpower, we are not,
America is efficient, we are probably just the opposite.
Nevertheless, we are now equals as we have both been hit by
identical forces of terror. It is this perceived similarity
between us and the Americans that makes us empathise with them
and to feel their grief and anger so personally within us. We
were no longer sympathising, as it were, from a distance.
Our diagnosis of terrorism and our subsequent interventions in
this respect now stand vindicated in the light of America's
recent experiences and reactions. We have always advocated a
full-scale onslaught against terrorism even if that meant giving
notice to countries like Pakistan: and now America too is saying
the same thing. This merger of hearts, where there was, at best,
only a merger of minds, is deeply satisfying to most Indians.
This is what has now drawn Indians of all strata closer to
America. Even jingoists in both these countries seem to have
developed identical perspectives and now have an identical enemy.
Hopefully, this surge of grief all over the world (for America
inspires so many countries) will bring home the realisation that
terrorism in any form, and by any name, is equally foul. This
awareness may, and should temper, America's hand as it seeks
retribution. It is important to hunt down terrorists and make
them pay, but without adopting terrorist methods. Will America
perhaps show us the way? Will America by its actions prove Pervez
Musharraf wrong when he said in Agra that ends justify terrorist
means; so what if a few innocents die in Kashmir for the larger
cause of political self-determination? How many more carnages
must take place, and how many more bodies and souls must turn to
ash before we realise that there is no such thing as just
terrorism?
The writer is a professor with the Centre for the Study of Social
Systems, Jawaharlal Nehru University, Delhi.
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