Word of the Week #197:

Delegate

I have often met people who believe that our role in the democratic system ends with our vote.

That is not true at all.

If anything, that is where our role begins.

You see, when we vote for a person, we are electing that person to be our representative. Hence, the concept of “representative democracy”.

It is expected that this person will represent the interests of the constituents. However, too often, we see our officials represent nothing but their own interests, and at the most those of the people who voted for them.

At this point, there will be some people who will maintain that such behaviour is the true definition of democracy, and that this is what a representative is supposed to do with the people’s mandate.

That, however, is not true.

A democratic government is a government for all the people, not just a favourable subset.

Any government that forgets this fact is due for a rude, and loud, awakening.

Word of the Week #195:

Atrocity

I have often felt that my art comes from a place of joy and love. I find it difficult to write when I am significantly disturbed or distressed.

These past couple of weeks have been nothing but distressing, right?

It has been reported that at least 25 people have lost their lives during the protests. Oddly enough, many of them were not even protestors, but simply random bystanders

Reporters and activists have been threatened, arrested, or assaulted.

Even vehicles in the street have not avoided the wrath of the police.

It is enough to chill one to the bones, is it not?

Whom do you call when the cops turn on you?

Call me.

“It is the common peoples duty to police the police.”
Steven Magee

 

Word of the Week #70:

Dissent

As a kid, I was usually quite well liked by elders. You see, I have always been nice and cute and smart. People tend to like that in kids.

However, as I grew older and smarter, I found that there were a couple of aspect of my personality that seemed to prick certain grown-ups.

You see, I was always an inquisitive kid. When someone would tell me something, or ask me to do something a certain way, I thought a very reasonable response was, “Why?”

At that age, it is bizarre to think I would not have actually intended to challenge the authority of the aforementioned elders. What kid ever thinks that way?

Now, as a few more years passed, this habit of mine evolved to the next level.

Now, not only was I completely unafraid of asking “Why?”, I was also assertive enough in the face of their floundering responses to say, “No.”

Needless to say, such behaviour was not without its consequences. Some parents believed I was a bad influence on their kids. Some teachers may have been convinced this disobedience needed to be flogged out of me, but corporal punishments were not in vogue anymore, and juvenile attempts at public shaming had to suffice.

I have always hoped people would look at this with equanimity and ask themselves who is a worse influence on impressionable minds: a child who seeks to understand before he obeys, and thereby chooses to disobey if he disagrees, or a supposed ‘grown-up’ who cannot even defend his beliefs to the aforementioned child, and thereby sees him as a threat.

“Inevitably it follows that anyone with an independent mind must become ‘one who resists or opposes an authority or established convention’: a rebel
And if enough people come to agree with—and follow—the REBEL, we now have a DEVIL.
Until, of course, still more people agree. And then, finally, we have… GREATNESS.”
― Nicholas Tharcher, Rebels and Devils: The Psychology of Liberation

The times have changed, since. We are the grown-ups now. It is time for us to shape the world we have inherited.

“Silence becomes cowardice when occasion demands speaking out the whole truth and acting accordingly.”
― Mahatma Gandhi

Do we want our children to stay silent, or do we want them to speak out?

It is now for us to decide.