WHEN WE SPEW THE POISON OF OUR PREJUDICE




“Do you know what we call opinion

in the absence of evidence?

We call it prejudice.”


― Michael Crichton

 

None of us live in a vacuum… not in our private islands, not in our communes. We live right in the midst of a mass -– consisting of hundreds of cultures, customs, languages, religious beliefs, eating habits, and political affiliations… And, in my view, it’s not only a great beauty, but, it’s, also, a great blessing…

Think of a citizen of this country like me –- a teacher. For decades, my life had been surrounded by young students from different parts of this country… who spoke different languages, wore their traditional clothes, ate their ethnic food, prayed to their respective deities… and voted to whom they preferred. I was born in a Christian family. In Christianity itself, there are a dozen denominations. I was raised in the coastal town, Mangalore… My neighbours, classmates, friends –- yes, our differences, as I said, did not make our minds narrow -– they only broadened them…

The only time, our minds narrowed, and hearts closed their gates, was when communal riots broke out in our town. And, invariably, such riots were instigated by self-serving political leaders.

The seeds of poison are sown in a mind which has lost its ability to ‘think’…





Today, when I see how many of us have been so rampantly polarized, I ask myself this question:

Can a teacher/writer like me allow my personal prejudice spill out in my classroom, or in my writings?

But, I see many of my fellow-professionals allowing their prejudice to spill out openly…

A teacher, doctor, lawyer, artist, businessman, student –- we all have our right and duty to be responsible citizens of this nation. But, when we behave openly –- particularly in social media –- spewing the poison of our prejudice, it’s clear, that we have lost our discerning power…

We have become the members of the herd… We have become the mob.

Leo Buscaglia said this: “Don't walk in my head with your dirty feet.”

I find myself not only giving this stern warning, but, also, receiving it…




GERALD D’CUNHA

 

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