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కంటి ఎదుట దృశ్యము బుద్ధి తర్కించలేదు
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నిర్జీవమైన స్థలిని చూసి నిర్వీర్యుడయ్యె సీతాపతి

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సర్వ వ్యాప్తమైన నీవు కంటికి కనిపించనేరవు
అస్థిత్వమునకు అర్ధము కల్పించి చాటుకు చేరి చోద్యము చూసేవు
అణు పరిమాణము నుండి అనంతము వరకు నీ లీలా వినోదము
సాగు చరితకు సాక్షిభూతవు పక్షపాతమెరుగని సమవర్తివీవు
నీ విశ్వరూపమును తలపోయ తెలివికి తర్కము కాదు
అర్ధమునకు అందినట్టే అంది అంతలోనే నిగూఢమైపోతావు
జీవిత చక్రానికి బాటనీవు బ్రతుకు గమనానికి బాసట నీవు
వ్యక్తివో వస్తువువో వ్యవస్థవో భావనా మాత్రవో
నీ నిజరూపమందున సంశయమున్నా నీ ప్రభావము నిర్వివాదాంశమన్నా
భగవంతుడంటే నీవేనా, కొలమానము లేని కాలమా?

లిప్తపాటు ఒక జీవిత కాలము కొన్ని జీవాలకు
ఆరుపదుల వయసు పూర్ణ ఆయుష్షు కొన్ని జీవితాలకు
ఈ సాపేక్షతలో సాఫల్యమునకు పరిపతించు ప్రయత్నాలలో
మనుగడకు మూలమైన ముడిసరుకు స్వరూపము లేని సమయము
క్షణముగా విభజించినా కల్పముగా కూడించినా
పూర్ణమదః పూర్ణమిదే ఉన్నదిదే లేనిదిదే
కాల తాళజతికి చిందాడు కాలాల అభినయ రీతులు
కాల ఘంటికా నాదానికి స్పందించు హృదయ ప్రకంపనలు (to the toll of time resonates the beat of the heart)
పుట్టినరోజులూ పండుగలూ ఉగాదులూ ఉషస్సులూ వేడుకలూ వీడ్కోళ్ళూ
కాలంలో ప్రతి మజిలీ ఒక పండగే సమయంలో అడుగడుగూ ఒక సంబరమే

The rise of the ridiculous





It is usually the case that elections are won/lost on the performance of the one holding the keys to the office, with one side touting the achievements during the reign, and the opponent excoriating just the same. Rare are the occasions when sentiment becomes the campaign war cry than performance, like how it is playing out now in the US Presidential election primaries, particularly on the conservative side. One look at campaign circus that's rolling through every caucus and town hall meeting in the heartland of the country confirms the Goebells strategy of winning the hearts and minds of the gullible people - the bigger the lie, the more they believe. In any election, the world over, the incumbent starts off being the punching bag to the opponents, paying for the promises that remain unfulfilled and a society that hasn't turned into a Utopia yet. The opponent always has a fun time poking and joking, pointing and jousting with the inequities of the system that continue to fester in the system despite the incumbent's best efforts. And that's how the whole election system is designed too so that no one side has an unfair advantage come the election day. While the incumbent has the official machinery behind him to make good of his past promises, the opponents are always endowed with the less than perfect nature of the status quo to beat down the defender with. By this very nature of the setup, the incumbent has a mountain of ill-will to climb and win over the electorate once again and the opponent has to merely fan the flames of resentment. And that is why the pride and prestige attached to a reelection in many times greater than the first run to the top post, for, overcoming the ever-growing negativity towards someone is power is the hardest sentiment there is to triumph over. It is like what they say about the value of a car that starts its depreciation count down the moment it leaves the dealer lot. Same is the case with anyone sitting on the throne for the very first time. These unsaid rules, being what they are, there comes a time when a candidate comes out of nowhere, refuses to abide by the rules above, makes them up as he goes along, and importantly, appears to be on the winning track.

Make no mistake, Donald Trump isn't the first candidate in history (US, at least) to rush to the center stage out of ignominy and topple the apple carts of the establishment. In fact, he is the third iteration of that brand of politics, even from the recent history, to tap into the rich vein of public anger and make the most of it. The first to attempt such coup was Ross Perot, the angry Texas oil billionaire, who ran as the independent candidate against Bush Sr, the incumbent, and Clinton, the challenger, and handed the latter the election by splitting the votes of the conservative by a considerable margin. Eight years down the line, it was the turn of the Democratic party to swallow the bitter pill of a closely fought contest from a rebel candidate with similar political ideology, Ralph Nader of The Green Party, who took just enough votes away from Al Gore's kitty to award Bush Jr. the prized post. But what's different this time around is a candidate rising through the ranks from within the establishment itself, making himself not an outsider or an off-chance-er, but a genuine (more on this, later) and legitimate contender, who is in the race not to split votes or spoil someone else's winning chances, but to take it and keep it all for himself. Who would have thought even a year ago that Trump, who announced his Presidential bid on a moving escalator coming down in one of his gaudy and swanky hotels, has now a serious chance of standing in the media room in the West Wing of the White House addressing world media about issues that do not involve and revolve and concern him personally? But then, His Second Coming isn;t entirely unexpected and unanticipated either.

He is the Frankenstein of fringe ideas cultivated in the conservative party that are militantly espoused during Obama's term to wrest back the presidency, not through the usual way of mining discontentment of familiarity-weary electorate but by going to the extremes and essentially scaring people into thinking (er.. believing) that the "apocalypse was near" (actual quote) and the only way out is to boot the black guy out of the office. Now when Trump employs the same strategy to an even graver degree insulting and alienating influential groups of voting blocs (minorities, women, immigrants), the chickens have finally come home to roost creating an existential crisis within the Republican establishment, who aren't worried just about their survival in the coming general elections, but their very relevance in the future. Trump is as much the product of the current climate as he is the culmination of the polarizing strategy manufactured and marketed by the master strategiest, Karl Rove, the man instrumental in seating Bush Jr. in the White House.

First, the environment. Far fetched as it may seem, the seeds of Trump's popularity were sown not in the currently bitterly divided political field, but far away in the world of make believe, the entertainment media, the TV, and that too way back in 2002, with the then freshly minted smash hit British import, American Idol. In what was the first of its kind on American TV, here was a talent judge, Simon Cowell, who just told 'like it was', a euphemism for caustic, bitter and a tart tongue that threw away all the niceties often employed in public platforms and simply spoke his mind, even if it meant belittling and insulting people right to their faces for even the slightest lack of true talent. It was a truly watershed moment in popular culture, a style that is still being replicated the world over with varying results, when standards of public discussion and engagement were lowered by quite a few notches for the public to be confused whether they were amused by what they were looking at or repulsed by it. Either way the shock value propeled the show and the judge's antics to the stratosphere causing a major transformation in how the talent/reality shows are produced and how they are perceived. Trump's current meteoric rise owes a lot to the abrasive style of Simon Cowell's elevating the act of polarizing opinions to an art form, which, for a lack of a better term, pundits dubbed it as 'entertainment' and not the vulgar and tasteless display of power and taste that it actually was. Trump mimicked much of this behavior in his reality shows too to great effect stoking the sadistic instincts in the viewer of seeing someone berated and belittled in front of the whole world, all this to a comic effect. And now when Trump, when in one public meeting after another, picks his targets - immigrants, poor, women, and for that matter, any centrist idea, and rips them to shreds in his trademarks disses and dismissals, abuses and epithets, he is simply reprising his earlier TV role as a 'shock jock' on a much bigger forum. During his initials days of the campaign, for the oft asked question as to why people were turning up to hear him speak, the common answer answer was 'it is entertaining'. To his credit Trump never changed or tone down or reverse or flip flop or waver on any of his stances, like most of the politicians are wont to do, whenever there is a blowback on their current positions. He makes no bones of the fact that he is crude, crass, loud, and vile, at least in his delivery, and the public (who love him) love it, calling it not only entertaining, but honest.

...And the Republican establishment has Karl Rove to blame for it all. Trump could never have Trump had it not been for Rove's moves for really lowering the bar on qualifications, competency, intelligence and plain common sense, to sneak his candidate into the President's chair. He did this by harping entirely on wedge issues (abortion, gay rights, and religion) polarizing the electorate and forcing his base to turn up at the polling booths in droves, and vote for their candidate (Bush Jr.) who spoke more to their sentiments and fears than policies and positions. For such was the simplistic view of the world of Bush where his positions were entirely binary (later seen in his 'us vs them', 'allies vs axis of evil', 'with us or against us') lacking any concrete understanding of geo political dynamics (he once actually said, 'I know how the world works') that Rove had to look for a completely different toolkit to get his candidate elected. And his strategy was simply brilliant - instead of selling the candidate, sell the issues. Raise the tone of the issues to a fever pitch to such a high decibel level that the supporters are whipped into a frenzy and pull the lever for Bush. For the first term, it was 'restoration of dignity and honor to the White House', a broad swipe on the Lewinsky scandal during Clinton's final months in the office, and for the second, it was social issues like abortion and gay rights, drumming up the evangelical votes across of the country. Observe how in all this humdrum, there is no focus on the candidate's intelligence or his performance record or any single qualification that shortlists him for the highest seat in the country (in the whole world, no exaggeration). And when Trump now talks only in absolutes, wonder which playbook he is quoting from?

The rise of the Tea Party movement during the Obama Presidency (with the message 'taking back my country', a revamped version of Rove's earlier 'restoration of dignity....'), the amping up of the negativity by the conservative media, the picking of Sarah Palin (who makes Bush Jr. look like a Rhodes Scholar) as Vice Presidential candidate, all point to desperation on the conservative side to win an election at ANY cost, making discussions happen only in charged up atmospheres with raised tempers and temperatures so that shouting, labeling and name calling can pass off as patriotism and love for the country, throwing nuance and compromise out of the window in the name of passion and posturing and resorting to every little dirty trick available (and constitutionally allowed, like sequestering, filibustering, creating logjam) to deny President Obama any legislative accomplishment. The problem with such a direction is, it can go one way - downward. And so in the current Republican field, where everyone is contending for the title of the angriest person in the group, dialogue automatically dumbs down to personal barbs, trading insults, and finger pointing, sans any substantive discussion.  And this is exactly why Trump is winning for the simple reason that he just had a lot more practice at this game from his days in TV, with the rest scrambling around trying to come up with zingers and one-liners and repartees and failing hard at that.

If anything, the 2016 Presidential election would serve as a clarion call to the political establishments on both sides of the aisle to not flirt with the personal emotions of the public (hate, bigotry, dislike, anger, intolerance and xenophobia), lest they are trumped at their own game by someone who excels at out-insulting, out-bullying and out-fear-mongering the rest out of contention. The quote goes 'you can fool all for sometime and some for all the time, but not all for all time'. Unfortunately (and luckily for Trump), the campaign period and public memory are both short and that's just enough time.

The final frontier : Identity

May be this is the one last push before the fort is breached, the one last stance before the inevitable decimation, the one final effort of humanity to reassert and retain its individual component flavor before it collapses one big pile of homogenized self, where the only distinguishing factor remains at the gender level than at one of those tens of different offerings currently in vogue - race, region, religion, country, culture, caste, language, dialect and such. For it certainly seems so, considering the current turbulent and volatile geo political social scenario prevalent all across the globe where every little community worth its identity is launching its own pocket sized warfare of its own to preserve its way of life and have its voice heard over the din of other more vociferous groups engaged in the same activity. Science fiction, which is usually considered the bell weather of societal change, has conveniently skipped over this painful step of these individual groups elbowing each other for a little space of their own, and jumped directly to the near future where all the cultures and cliques and cabals are coalesced into one single entity as to represent the entire humanity as a whole, so that in the off chance when aliens visit upon the earth, there would only be one voice speaking for the entire mankind and one front representing its stand. Perhaps this has been the vision of science for the future that there would cease to exist the multitude of hues and colors that humans choose to be associated with, and for better or worse, a monochrome selection would finally emerge as its default (and only) color palette. And it might still happen too, but the process of getting there is throwing up such a violent reaction, with each digging in their heels too deep in their positions and stances that it becomes impossible to visualize a scenario when all these diverse ideas can come to a common ground and allow themselves to be influenced and affected by the other, leave alone all these ideas fusing into one single collective thought.

Propagation of information has always been the harbinger of change. Guttenberg's invention of the printing press served as the first catalyst whence ideas started to travel across the breadth of the globe inviting unforeseen upheavals in the status quo. The second significant 'intifadah' (uprising) on the information highway is the invention of internet. Where once it took some significant time for a revolutionary idea to travel the length of the global road, internet reduced it to a billionth of a second for the speed of propagation to match the speed of thought. So what Guttenberg's press did for Christianity,  with the spread of the printed Bible across all continents inviting debates, conversation, critiques and criticisms forcing a reformation and a re-imagination of the faith, the internet is currently serving that function by applying it to culture, this time around. And with the winds of change come the reflex action of resistance. From the cauldron of the raging Middle East to the nationalistic movements sweeping across the traditional societies, from the ever contentious race wars raging in the modern worlds to the calls of casteist pride in their age old counterparts, it is quite apparent that the free flow of information has dredged up some new thoughts and along with them some new found fears that the old world order is about to lose its role and relevancy, unless the calls to change is countered with equally combative campaign to discredit the very purpose of the oncoming change in the first place.

No where is this line of thinking more pronounced than in the casteist campaigns currently holding the progress of the nation at ransom. The dichotomy in the arguments put forth by both the traditionalists and the reformists in this context is quite baffling. The traditionalists chest thump about the rich cultural lineage and heritage of the nation, extolling the virtue of thought that appears advanced, liberated and enlightened even back in the times that presaged much of the progress made by the modern man, which they claim now serves as the cultural beacon and moral compass of the nation. Yet this is the same culture (or thought or pratice) that made job assignments a family legacy, and worse, categorizing a section of those essential jobs as menial  while exalting some others ethereal, and the only criterion for the job allotment is not merit or talent, but arbitrary birth. The question isn't as much as allotment of labor as it is about the dignity of labor. And so the caste system which created a great sense of resentment, discontentment and disenchantment among the bottom half of the labor force against the system became responsible for the fault lines that crept into its ethos permanently dividing a nation entirely on the grounds of who is born where. When the oppressed class started clamoring for a reformation of a system by advocating for essentially throwing out the old order and scripting a new tale, the pendulum didn't just stop at the equitable center, it went further and farther to the other side, taking a position diametrically opposite to the one that it railed against, refusing to come to the bargain table for any compromise, claiming that historical injustices can only be undone by administering the antidote for the same amount of time as they have suffered at the hands of the system, meaning, a little over couple of thousands of years. And there in lies the rub. It is the turn of the oppressed to wear the caste tag as a badge of honor, asserting their identity and refusing to move in the direction of creating a casteless society once and for all. So one side doesn't climb down from its high horse and the other side doesn't step back from its avenging stance.

The solution, however, doesn't lie in the middle ground or any ground. In fact, it exists in a wholly different realm, money. Money, castigated as the root of all evil, this time, is going to root out all evil, at least the caste one. Money is the greatest leveler of all. It can hide caste, it can mask identity, it can even camouflage color. Eventually economy is going to create the even playground that social reformers long dreamed about. But how it gets there, through socialism or capitalism, through market economy or regulated practices (reservations, subsidies and helping hands) is still to be decided. And society is going to go through each of those iterations in a trial and error fashion before settling on the final solution. And what makes this a sure thing? The answer lies in nature, physics precisely. Two pressure systems of varying intensities cannot coexist side by side forever, unless the high pressure gradually yeilds to the low pressure before ending up with an equilibrium. This is an inevitable as it is imminent.

The next in line is nationalism. Isn't it ironic that the majority of the nations that are currently struggling to deal with the tidal waves of migration were themselves unwanted guests (turned rulers/colonizers) of those same countries just a few decades ago - France, Britain, Netherlands, Spain, Italy and others? And now when the shoe is on the other foot with people from those same colonized lands turning up at the shores and the boundaries of their erstwhile masters, it might not feel right, fit right, but it definitely seems just. With this forced marriage of completely different cultures and value systems comes the automatic hue and cry to save, protect and preserve the original flavor of motherland without letting it contaminated with the incoming exoticism. These voices become even shriller when the economy is caught in a downward spiral (the other half of the cyclical nature of development and doom, prosperity and penury), when all the fingers are pointed towards these new arrivals, who are accused of overwhelming the system by taking in a lot more than filling it back up. One glance at the political scenario in all these nations above reveals the rise of the right wing parties whose agenda consists of the lone item of restoration of lost glory and status of the motherland often at the expense of the latest entrants into the society. Man, if anything, has been migratory by nature, for food, security and betterment. Movement has always been at the center of progress and prosperity of flourished societies. So, the question becomes when two strong and different identities are forced to share the same space, which one gives and which one takes? The answer surprisingly is, none. Eventually both of them would lose their strong individual flavors and fuse to form a wholly different face that retains traces of the individual components but loses any resemblance to either. One needn't look far for examples of such amorphous fusions (obviously achieved over a long period over strifes, consternations, troubles, blowups and missteps, but nevertheless the ends justify the means) than the present day Indian and American societies, the former forged over a few thousands of years absorbing disparate cultures in its fold and the latter formed over a few hundreds of years treading similar path. And now it is the turn of Europe to chart that course of homogenization.

Lastly, the other great front where the battle lines are currently drawn pertain to one of religion. And this is by far the hardest of all, because, unlike caste and nationalism, which to some degree operate on some principle, flawed or otherwise, religion is all about belief and thus the hardest to dissuade from or persuade about. Ask any Hindu what he thinks of his religion and pat comes the reply Vedas, Upanishads and the distillation of human thought in the most precise form, Gita. Ask an oppressed person on the other hand what he thinks about the same, and the answer could not be more contradictory - restrictive, discriminating and divisive. And both of them are equally right. Same goes with Christianity with universal love and compassion on one hand, and bigoted stances on slavery, homophobia and even the role of women on the other side. The religion currently in the cross hairs all across the globe, Islam, has its share of contradictions and controversial ideas to even out the purity, piety and practice of the faith. Which leads to the conclusion every belief system is as enlightening and it is plain stupid, every religion has its share of good that it contributes to the world as it has the pollutants and effluents mucking up the thought process. Every belief system goes through the process of genesis, consolidation, propagation, corruption, implosion and rejuvenation and no religion is an exception to this. And it is the time of Islam now, being the youngest of all faiths, to publicly takes these painful steps towards ultimate reconciliation. The current militant brand of Islam that is earning the faith a bad reputation is more a product of political and economic tussles that is pulling apart the religion from every which direction and less to do with the (mis)interpretations of the actual word of the Holy Text. And there is always that question of the literal truth vs spirit behind the idea, when it comes to following religious texts that have been written thousands of years ago meant for vastly different social conditions.

The antidote to extremism or ignorance isn't isolation or persecution. It is education. Just as money for caste, migration for nationalism, education offers the correct counter weight to religious dogma forcing the faith to confront with its insecurities and instabilities and therefore be richer by the critique and conversation (just like how a mathematical theorem is enriched by its corollaries, converses and exceptions). Surprisingly, among caste, nationalism and religion, the solution to the last prickly issue is also the easiest and most effective from an implementation standpoint. It doesn't need change of minds and hearts of the already battle-hardened, it doesn't call for any proselytization or even a total abandoning of one's own faith. All it requires is opening of more and more schools to expose the little minds to the pluralistic, scientific and multi-threaded nature of the world (and the universe) from a very young age. That's it, nothing more. And within a generation's time, the seeds of rationality would bring about the reformation/transformation of the faith from within, without the use of any weapons and without ostracizing one major chunk of the world population.

Identity should only be a front for individuality, and never a collective measure, for it is only natural that in a group that is identified only by a tag and not by its content, individuality would forever be lost in the sea of sameness restricting the answer to the question 'what are you' to a caste, region or a religion, instead of many diverse, artisitic, brilliant, scientific, human choices possible.

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