Mid-sems start tomorrow. We have an essay called democracy in the humanities curriculum. It doesn't have much to do with democracy. It is an enamored cogitation on Nehru.
I have started reading "Tehelka." It is incisive. Sensational. Subjectively objectivist. So anyway...
'I shook him well from side to side,
Until his face was blue,
"Come, tell me where's the bill,"
"And what you are going to do?"
"I search for gibes and pins,
To prick the Bishop's calves.
I hunt for royal commandments too,
To use as safety valves." '
"The majority of politicians, on the evidence available to us, are interested not in truth but in power and in the maintenance of that power. To maintain that power it is essential that people remain in ignorance, that they live in ignorance of the truth, even the truth of their own lives. What surrounds us therefore is a vast tapestry of lies, upon which we feed."
I am going to read Pinter after the mid-sems. I cannot believe that I have so blind and for so long.
Added later: I finished reading the text properly just now. The essay is entitled “Nehru the democrat” so, I guess the essayist’s serenade is justified.