Burn after reading
This is a blog about things that would be of interest to all who love reading unconditionally. A warning: you won’t find here any pretence at ‘objectivity’ or ‘balanced’ opinion. Three things not even God can be objective about: books, ideas, and beauty. You’ll find all three here, and occasionally, God too, on the days He exists.
Well, first of all, I want to express my extreme gratitude to all you losers out there for coming out in strength to express your solidarity with Sunny baba. Please accept my apologies. And I apologise for two things: my gigantic naiveté and my equally colossal stupidity.
Like the true moron that you guys say I am, I used to imagine that all those goons who were forever taking offense and creating a ruckus over some random scene in some random movie, or vandalizing art shows because some painting was 'offensive' — were just vandals, not representative of the average individual. How naive of me to assume that! How COULD I be so naïve! Seasoning my naiveté with stupidity, I actually used to believe that the average person can take a joke. What a silly idea! And to compound my stupidity even further, I used to think that freedom of expression allowed you say whatever you wanted so long as you didn't incite hatred or violence or slander anyone. But clearly, I was mistaken. It's not just the 'fringe elements' at work. If the response to my Sunny post (you can read it here, http://www.dnaindia.com/blogs/post.php?postid=216) is any indication, it would appear that most people believe you can't take even minimal liberties, not even for humour. And the best part is that it wasn't even me 'insulting' Sunny. I was merely defending somebody else whose humour was considered by Sunny to be offensive.
So, that's it folks. It's out there: Indians can't take a joke. Never again ask why there are no big humour writers in India (I am talking of those writing in English here), a land with a rich tradition of all kinds of humour. If Akbar had taken offense at every prank of Birbal, the latter would have been hung several times over. Time was when a public figure's stature and popularity used to be measured by the volume of spoof, caricature and satire the said figure would generate. But we've turned into a serious people it would seem, especially with regard to figures we like to put on a pedestal. Does God have no sense of humour? Can He (or She) laugh at Himself (or Herself)? Of course not. How can He (She), when even Sunny cannot?
"What is freedom of expression? Without the freedom to offend, it ceases to exist," wrote Salman Rushdie. Poor chap got slapped with a fatwa. But he was dead right. That's exactly what freedom of expression is about, and it applies even more to humour. So long as you don't slander or lie, and don't incite hatred or violence — you ought to be okay exercising your freedom of expression. Otherwise, the fear of "offending" this section or that group will end up draining all meaning out of Article 19.
Now, let me answer the question many readers have asked me: can I take a joke on myself? Well, I probably can, or maybe not. Maybe I'll take it badly. But I am not going to ask you to shut up so long as you don't slander me or incite hatred or violence against me.
Sadly, we Indians are never tired of taking offense. In fact, we compete over it. Some exist solely to take offense. They trawl the online and offline media like some underwater arthropod, searching for content with 'offensiveness' potential. These offense-seeking organisms apparently have no identity other than their vast talent to get offended, and, like fast-multiplying cancerous cells, they swiftly agglomerate into the fearsome beast known as 'the moral police.'
Interestingly, the very notion of "taking offense" has also raised another question that some other blogger has highlighted elsewhere in the context of the shoe-throwing epidemic that visited us sometime back. The question this man poses is this: "What if I hear your culture-specific insult of me, but I don't feel insulted. Am I disrespecting your culture?" I thought that was brilliant: I actually insult you by refusing to get insulted by your insult. Now, that would be something. How about it, people? How about choosing not to feel insulted?
I, for one, am going to walk the talk. I hereby invite all those of you who may or may not be on Sunny's payroll to kindly go ahead and pour some more sugar on me. Bring it on, guys. And the rest of you, don't you ever EVER dare laugh at Sunny boy, or I'll drink your blood, ma ki kasam. And those of you cowards who actually laughed at the Son Sunny spoofs, if you have truly drunk mother's blood...er...milk, front you come, and ask for maafi from Sunny baba and his loyal fans.
Desi11,
Can you present one — just one — example of "defamatory statement or report" from that show?