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Modi's Truths



Truth is a fabrication. Barrows Dunham, American philosopher who was dismissed from the Temple University for his liberal views, wrote that “truth has been suffered to exist in the world just to the extent that it profited the rulers of society.” The rulers fabricate truths for their own benefits.

We are not speaking about scientific truths like water boils at 100 degree Celsius under normal temperature and pressure or the sum of the three angles of a triangle is 180 degrees. We are speaking about truths given to us by our political leaders. And religious leaders. And quite many other leaders. Leaders, in the final analysis. Leaders often soar on the wings of fabricated truths.

Kerala is passing through the most tragic catastrophe it ever witnessed since the creation of the state. The state government’s rough estimate is that ₹35,000 crore will be required to rebuild the state. The central government initially promised ₹100 crore which was eventually raised by ₹500 crore.

The Modi government has a natural disaffection with the Pinarayi government due to ideological conflicts. Right versus Left. But such considerations should not affect the efforts to survive catastrophes. It is the central government’s duty to look after the citizens whatever their political affiliations are. It is the right of every state to get required assistance from the Centre while dealing with calamities.

Modi and his supporters chose to give fabricated truths to the people of Kerala, instead of the much needed financial assistance. They called it national pride. India is capable of dealing with the calamity without any aid from outside. It is against India’s national pride to receive aid from other countries. They went to the extent of quoting a policy made by the previous UPA government. Seeking policy support from UPA was highly ironical since Modi’s NDA has always striven to prove that UPA was a national disaster. However, Modi has no qualms about quoting anyone, even Karl Marx, if it suits him.

The real truth is that the UPA government extended the required assistance to states from the central coffers. In spite of all the corruption that existed at various levels, financial aid was extended as required. Modi has not only refused to extend such help but also rejected offers from other sources. Kerala’s finance minister Thomas Isaac rightly called it a “dog in the manger policy.”

National pride is one of the many truths that Modi has fabricated in order to rouse up the rabble that shout passionate slogans for him. Modi is sustained by many such fabricated truths. Gau raksha, Vedic science, Sabka sath sabka vikas, job creation, presstitutes… it’s an endless list.  There is a whole army called IT Cell that is devoted to fabrication of truths for Modi’s sake. A whole lot of lies are propagated by them in the form of nationalist ideals. Modi is such an expert at this job of fabrication that social psychologist Ashish Nandy described him as a “classic, clinical case” of the “authoritarian personality” with its “mix of puritanical rigidity, narrowing emotional life” and “fantasies of violence.” To that list can be added messianic fantasies.

All the systems founded on such fabricated truths collapsed sooner than later. Fascism and Nazism are well-known examples. Will Modi’s version of Hindutva survive beyond him?

Evil succeeds for a while. It is only goodness that will make its permanent mark in history. Truth alone triumphs [Satyameva Jayate], as India’s national motto proclaims.

The mounting protests, presentations, satire, cartoons, etc against Modi in various media indicate that there is hope for real truth still. The following video presentation is an example. It has already clocked more than 38,000 views and 1000 shares on Facebook.

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