‘Act of cowardice’


Dear Madam,
Lynching is undoubtedly an act of cowardice. Some people without trying to rectify their own mistakes that make them face the music or without voicing their protests against their oppressors who are the real cause of their sufferings, are in the habit of dumping blindly all their anger on hapless victims. Why does such a thing happen? How can a person become so cruel and coward as to kill a single unarmed person begging for his life?
Ironically, we have been taught many a time to misplace our anger on a soft target in a practical class, so to speak, in our home laboratory during the formative period of our childhood. Such a brainwashing from the childhood makes some persons so headstrong as not to unlearn it in future. They never think whether breaking the law of the land would solve any problem.
Unfortunately, in the name of rearing a child, we unknowingly sow the seeds of hate and lynching in the mind of a child. If a child gets hurt after colliding with – say a chair then it naturally starts crying. Indeed, crying is a natural mechanism to ease pain. If the child is a boy then we generally start manufacturing gender on pain and promote patriarchal prejudices and machismo. Generally, we try hard to make the boy less sensitive to pain by rebuking him for being a cry baby and reminding him that crying will damage his gender stereotype.
Then, we vilify the chair which the child collided with and ask the child to give that naughty chair a severe thrashing. A child has thus been taught not to question what is the fault of a chair that the child has failed to notice while running but to believe that inflicting pain on others is the best antidote to relieve his own pain.
Our childhood education promotes violence as a panacea. This makes such films become very popular where the hero in order to bring justice takes the law in his own hand to give the audience a dhooshoom dhooshoom ending to the movie to promote a jungle raj where the might is the right. It is very easy to grow weeds of lynching in such a fertile ground of hate.
Sujit De, Kolkata