“In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest
where no-one sees you, but
sometimes I do, and
that sight becomes this art.”
― Rumi

Thursday, December 06, 2007

What's the Big Idea?!!

In Stephen Hunt’s fantastic, refreshing, vaguely Tolkien-esqe ‘The Court of The Air’, Harry Stave, rogue wolftaker tells Oliver Brooks, registered feybreed:
"Someone comes up with the BIG IDEA – could be religion, could be politics, could be the race you belong to, or your clan, or philosophy, or economics, or your sex or just how many bleeding guineas you got stashed in the counting house. Doesn’t matter, for the BIG IDEA is always the same – wouldn’t it be good if only everyone was the same as me – if only everyone else thought and acted and worshipped and looked like ME, everything would become a paradise on earth.

But people are too different, too diverse to fit into one way of acting or thinking or looking. And that’s where the trouble starts. That’s when they show up at your door to make the ones who don’t fit vanish, when, frustrated by the lack of progress and your stupidity and plain wrongness at not appreciating the perfection of the BIG IDEA, they start trying to shave off the imperfections.

Using knives and racks and axe-men and camps and Gideon’s Collars.

When you see a difference in a person and can find only wickedness in it – you and them – the them become fair game, not people anymore but obstacles to the greater good, and it’s always open season on the them"

Nick Griffin, Abu Hamza, OBL, GWB, hate mail, extraordinary rendition, ‘random’ inspection at airports, illegal invasion (aka war on terror), nuclear ‘deterrents’, 9/11, 7/7, Jallianwallah Bagh, Auschwitz-Birkenau, Gaza, child soldiers, KKK, Rwanda, Darfur, freedom fighters (aka terrorists – all a matter of point of view), Apartheid, United 92, United Defense, British Raj, IRA, Ayodhya, Guantanamo, Enoch Powell, Fat Man, Little Boy …

We are all shades of grey, hands equally dripping with blood, no one deserving of moral high ground, no one entitled to spiritual sanctity – all equally lost and distant from God, who doesn’t want anything to do with any of us, till we get our acts straight

But we won’t

Because I’m right

And you’re wrong

Always

1 comment:

Nishanth's Page said...

wouldn’t it be good if only everyone was the same as me
Good WOrk Unni kutta..