Madness And His Pal Megalomania
A German manic depressive commits suicide by ramming
his commercial airliner and its contingent of passengers into an Alpine ravine.
A charismatic, well-spoken Indian leader, of the newest, ‘alternative’
political experiment in the capital city state of Delhi, dispenses with the
niceties. He bares tooth and fang in a Stalinist move, barely a month into
office after a sweeping victory, and uses his new found power to crush dissent.
These are both instances perhaps of a mental health
gone awry, an affliction that affects 25% of the world population today. Most
of the afflicted draw a veil over their tenuous hold on sanity, and carry on as
if nothing is the matter. This kind of plausible madness can indeed seem quite
normal, masked by sophisticated medication, well enough to even pass lie
detector polygraphs.
The suicidal cum murderous young co-pilot killed
everyone because he couldn’t take it anymore, but why? The mysterious plunging of the Air Malaysia
jet not long ago into the South China Sea, also had an allegedly deranged pilot.
That yet another Air Malaysia jet was shot down by Russian backed
Ukranian rebels just underlines how fraught
air travel, otherwise the safest mode, has become.
There also seems to be a spate of pilot errors
almost in direct proportion to the increase in the number of airlines: to wit
the recent Air Asia crashes, the Air France, Air Canada
and so on. Are these pilots being subliminally indoctrinated in a diabolical
new way by the international terrorist organisations? Or are they falling apart,
quite by themselves, and just taking hundreds with them?
Did this German young man do it because he wanted to
impress his estranged girlfriend posthumously? In any event, he fooled the
clearly inadequate or sloppy screening process, his psychiatrist, and his
senior pilot, to carry out his final act.
But the fact is he could pass unchecked through the
system in a manner not unlike what made 9/11 or 26/11 possible, except perhaps,
that any jihadi ideology was apparently missing ?
But one recurring phenomenon common to deliberate
and declared terrorist attacks, and such inexplicable self-destruction with
hundreds of unrelated innocents, is the cold-blooded willingness to incur the
collateral damage, however horrendous. Does terrorism of this kind then, need an
independent label? These self-destructive crazies seem to have become much more
vindictive. Do their medications have side- effects worse than their main
lines?
Still, this 27 year old pilot had nightmares, deep
depressions, sexual identity issues, and physical health problems too. But
chillingly, nobody in the know, rang a warning bell in time. The former
girlfriend of the young German realized something was wrong in the five months
she was sleeping with him, but merely moved on. Now she tells us he would wake
up screaming: ‘We are all going down’.
It was a mass murdering replay of the South African
blade runner Pistorius, with a penchant for fire-arms and given to violent mood
swings. He murdered his girlfriend over his own delusions, in his own house,
apparently without quite meaning to. There too, the girlfriend knew he was
mentally disturbed but did nothing to get away from him.
Closer home, a newly minted
politician, young, smart, IIT educated, spawned out of a self-righteous mould, turns
full circle on his zealous past. He was a former tax inspector, an RTI activist,
an agitational, anti-corruption, scrupulously democratic NGO type, and a Magsaysay Award winner to boot.
Once, not too long ago, he also
shone bright with honesty. Now, he says one thing and does another. He has
changed with dizzying speed, and uses every Machiavellian trick in the book in
his lust for power.
What are this man’s private
thoughts now? What made him decide to ruthlessly expel two of his long-standing
comrades, because they dared to question him? He didn’t stop there, but with
tears in his eyes and emotional speechifying in full spate, he threw out their
key supporters too.
To legitimize his actions, he
conducted a Party vote, blatantly rigged in his favour, hastily, without debate.
But wasn’t this the same man who grew famous for seamlessly lecturing everyone
on honesty, probity, transparency, corruption, and a new system of
participative governance? Didn’t he use a hectoring tone bristling with contempt
for every other politician/businessman who in his book did less?
And, he made sure he did all his
grandstanding in front of the TV cameras. The man truly loves being in the news, and it
was mutual. It is the media that created him into a nationally recognizable
face. It is the same media that is now busy recording the unravelling of his dream
run.
It is reporting on the stings
turned inwards, the thuggery, intimidation, and subversion of the democratic
processes. But the collateral damage here is being done to the lakhs of voters
he has apparently duped. This is not over yet, but if the stack of promises he
made fall flat, it will be tantamount to a democratically conducted confidence
trick on all those who flocked to his purportedly egalitarian cause.
What happened to the man who wanted to dismantle VIP
culture, dispense with his security cover, and be accessible to all? Through
the travails of the internal party strife he must also be worried about how to
deliver with a budget already in deficit, and few tools available to his
Government to raise revenues .
It is a good thing for the country that this
experiment was conducted in the city state of Delhi under the watchful and
powerful eye of the Centre. It is a blessing that such a man does not control the
Delhi Police or the land that belongs to the State also!
But is he sorry? Are such delusional people capable of
contrition? If the voting public installed him, it is they who need to be
sorry. And to some extent it is the ruling BJP at the Centre that did not consider
the Delhi election a priority, that allowed this to happen.
Still, we
need to absorb and understand that madness and megalomania do not go with a
sense of ownership. They are deviant phenomena with caveat emptor
written in almost illegible small-print on them.
But any amount of the buyer bewaring cannot really protect us against the next lunatic that comes down the pike to exploit a chink in our armour, or play upon our credulity. That is the nature of the beast, when, like in the dark ages, living itself has grown risky once more. In those ignorant times, people banded together for their safety, but today there may be no real safety left in that bond.
But any amount of the buyer bewaring cannot really protect us against the next lunatic that comes down the pike to exploit a chink in our armour, or play upon our credulity. That is the nature of the beast, when, like in the dark ages, living itself has grown risky once more. In those ignorant times, people banded together for their safety, but today there may be no real safety left in that bond.
For: The Pioneer
(1,105 words)
March 31st, 2015
Gautam Mukherjee