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Is a nation, at best ‘a group
of persons united by a common error about their ancestry and a
common dislike of their neigh bours’? Or is a nation a ‘preodained
entity, which, like the Sleeping Beauty’ needs only the appropriate
kiss to bring it to vibrant life… perhaps even that it was wilfully
put to sleep by some evil genius?
For Mazzini, a prophet of nationalism, it is bad
governments which have distorted the natural divisions of peoples
ordained by God, who, ‘divided Humanity into distinct groups upon
the face of our globe and thus planted the seeds of nations.’
And then Arnold Toynbee, the high priest of
history, visualised nationalism as "the outcome of a perversion of
Industrialism and Democracy through the impact of these new forces
upon the old institution of Parochial Sovereignty", and denounced it
as "this disastrous corruption poisoning the political life of our
modern Western society".
"Nationalism", observed Christian Pineau, Foreign
Minister of France, in the General Assembly of the United Nations in
the 1957 debate on Algeria: "Whatever some of you may think of it,
it is no longer a sign of progress."
Let me relate an anecdote. An Indian farmer once
told an anthropologist: "A dog that had long been plagued by fleas
jumped in the Ganga and submerged himself until only his nose was
out of the water. When all the fleas had collected on his nose, the
dog took a deep breath, went all the way under and drowned them.
Elated at having finally rid himself of his pests, he came out of
the river, shook himself and lay down in the sun for a nap.
"He had been there barely a minute, however, when
he began to feel stinging pain from his head to his tail. Opening
his eyes, he found that he had been assaulted by a new multitude of
fleas, which had gone so long without a dog that they were biting
him worse than ever. "A wise dog," he smirked, "sticks to the fleas
he is used to."
Is that why we are sticking to Nationalism?
There is a single test about how thorough a
nation’s consolidation is. Will its people stick together even
through a catastrophe, a national defeat, or a severe national
depression? By this standard, the unity with which we faced the
Chinese aggression in 1962, the conflicts with Pakistan, and the
latest in Kargil is an eloquent proof of the growing integration and
cohesiveness of the people of India.
We do enjoy a good deal of excitement over
language and other controversies, but under stress, Indians have
tended to show unity, and this fact need neither by forgotten nor
ignored.
But a glance at nationalism and factors that
promote it, tends to show that all the factors are seldom present in
a nation. Let us take a look at a common language which is
considered the root of emotional integration. India is a vast
country, and it has been stated that the spoken language dialect
changes every 12 kilometres. But is it any different in other
countries? A people may set out with the same language but once they
settle down to a land and agricultural occupations, their speech
begins to change.
English is almost an exact half-and-half
compromise between expressive Saxon words and longer French-derived
words. The Swiss are one people, even though they speak four
languages. German speaking Swiss, and German-speaking Germans are
different peoples even though they speak the same language.
Rudyard Kipling told his countrymen that he felt
at home with them because he knew the lies they were likely to tell.
When we can predict what another person will do, under certain
circumstances, we are inclined to trust him. Moreover, the factors
that tend to integration sometimes leads to secession.
From the deep chasm of antiquity to the
present-day permissiveness, European civilisation and, for that
matter, Europe, is simply a geographic term and not a cultural
entity. Nationalism in the West from the beginning of the 18th
century right down to 1848, has been, ‘a movement of
emancipation—emancipation from the closed world of the past, the
promise of an open future, in which tolerance and liberalism would
integrate various formerly separated religious and ethnic groups.’
But after 1848, liberalism was abandoned, and historical pride and
exaggerated nationalism set up people against people. Utopian
expectations faded, national self-assertiveness eroded civilisation.
Weakened and shaken, it came to the verge of collapse, not because
the ideas which animated their rise were wrong, but because they
were, indeed even more than in words, abandoned and repudiated.
The dream of European domination of the world
which dawned on Napoleon and was virtually buried with Hitler and
others of his ilk who aimed at unification of Europe for world
domination, aroused the resistance of nationalism. For the
protection of their liberty, tranquillity and diversity, the other
people joined hands to challenge the New Order of Conquest and
Uniformity. Global domination for any one nation, ideology or leader
has been interred with the bones of World War II heroes.
Of the many democracies born in the past century
and a half, only a handful have survived. Peoples have set out on
the democratic path with revolutionary verve and vigour, but before
long, they have lost their way and settled back into dictatorial
regimes.
The dilemma of power and its custody is as
ancient as the hills. "How can a blind multitude," wrote Rousseau,
"which often does not know what it wills, because it rarely knows
what is good for it, carry out for itself so great and difficult an
enterprise as a system of legislation. Of course, the people will
always be good, but of itself, it by no means always sees it. The
judgement which guides it is not always enlightened."
The erosion of democracy in Asia and Africa has
taken two characteristic forms: seizure of power by a military junta
or reversion to one-party system. Whatever happens, politicians and
political parties are denounced as corrupt, self-centred and
betrayers of public interest. Recall what General Ayub Khan said
when taking over Pakistan: "The stress of the economic, social and
moral lives—withered and shrivelled by blasts of greed, corruption,
self-seeking and intrigue, are now beginning to blossom again into
tender green leaves, to herald the awakening of a glad and fruitful
spring." Does that not sound like what General Pervez Musharraf is
saying today?
The concern for social justice and for the
well-being, physical, moral and intellectual, of people everywhere
was declared of supreme international importance. But good
intentions paved the way to hell—they were either not taken
seriously or knowingly repudiated.
Nationalism found strange bedfellows in
imperialism, colonialism, fascism, Nazism, communism and various
other concepts, under which social inequalities not only continued
but were exacerbated by growing class antagonism. A period of
debunking set in and modern civilisation was ‘unmasked’ as a hollow
pretext for national egotism and economic exploitation.
The dirge of ‘White Man’s burden’, ‘a place under
the sun’, and other good-goody and high sounding terminology came to
an end in ‘a bombs and gunpowder’ ideology. Man, once again, became
a beast of prey. The so-called culture and sophistication, hardly
skin-deep, revealed the true colour of the desperados who wore
hideous masks simply to hide greed, lust and self-aggrandisement—another
version of the old dream, to be a ‘Mistress of the World’.
Despite the prophecies and predilections of
historians and others—alas, the prophets of doom and despair—in the
final analysis, as to the query, if nationalism would survive, or is
it out-dated, one can only quote the witticism of Adlai Stevenson:
In answer to a question about the future, he narrated the story of a
girl who was busy with her crayons. Her mother asked her whose
picture she was drawing. "God," the little girl replied. "But, my
dear, nobody knows how He looks," the mother admonished. "They will
when I am finished’, the child shot back. |