Sunday 2 August 2020

What's Our Legacy For Gen Next

Prafulla Kumar mohanty 

Man today has left Darwin behind, he can and does plan out the evolutionary pace of the species. The hateful Nazi  eugenics is remodelled in our genetic engineering. Transhumanists believe our species can attain enhanced stamina and intelligence. Google is funding research to make man 'immortal' - aiming at a 200 year longevity. To maintain enhance sexual power in 80+ generations, laboratories are doling out magic pills. Garcia Marquez's  cyclist hero in 'To my Melancholy Whores' rings up the 'Madam' for a virgin on his 90th birthday. Wow! stop aging and aspire for immortality, is the new call by the scientific community. Hospitals everywhere  try to save octogenarians knowing well the futility of the task. Governments pump in resources to prolong life. More than half the population of the world lives on pension or public - private charity - without contributing anything to the society. These oldies desire revitalized youth and like Shantanu enforce, by sheer bond of filial affection, a vow of celibacy and perpetual bachelorhood in his most heroic and ethically conscious son, Bhisma. So was the case with Yajati who enjoyed the sacrificed youth of his son. All these are  the achievements of human civilization and we are proud of it. But who enjoys the fruits of these achievements? The answer is plain and simple: The rich and the powerful. A poor man choicelessly sinks into fatalistic stupor. And the young - the demographic dividend - have no share of the socio - economic pie. Young and innovative men and women do not enjoy individual authenticity and wait for opportunities. In India, Pilots and Scindia's are sidelined while the aged in the organizations control the purse strings and grab the steering wheel. Frustration like simmering fire engulfs the youth to despair.

We have made the earth - the greatest monument - a dilapidated structure, almost a ghost of her pristine state. The environment is barren, almost infertile. She cannot anymore hold and nourish our growing population. We are about 8 billion and going. We don't pause to think whether the coming generation can get air to breathe, water to drink, earth to stand on. Pollution is our most unenviable contribution to our progeny. The air they breathe is poison. The ozone layer is depleted, the forest cover is disappearing. The big cities we have  built - New York, Delhi, Beijing, Paris, Mumbai, Chennai - all are dens of pollution, Dante's torture spirals where life groans. Youth is gone at thirty. The newborns soon gain lung infections. Venice and such cities are now sinking. The leaning Towers may soon measure their  length on the ground. And the earth shakes. In north India, particularly the Himalayan region earthquakes of low and medium magnitude are daily nightmares. The cities are packed like sardines. The poor and the houseless are  not safe even on the pavements. Land Rovers mow them in their tired sleep. All governments promise homes to the unsheltered but roofless youth languishes in the coaxing pretence of the power groups. Almost all cities are thirsty - be  it Mumbai, Chennai or Brahmapur or Argentina. When the rains come floods take their toll. China, America, England and our own India float groaning during the flood seasons- and when the floods leave behind a desolate  scene the young and the old and the poor cry for water. All our efforts to save water, our rain harvesting  programmes go awry. We have drunk the milk of Paradise in our dreams and imaginative literature but we cry hoarse in our parched throats for water. The future we have given our children is a dry, depleted, bland and bald earth without clean air, without water - sans everywhere.

We have  willed a corrupt, ill-organised and ungovernable social structure to gen next. My words are harsh but the reality is harsher still. The mobile phone and the internet was supposed to be a great blessing  for a communicative society coming close together. But the Internet is used for fakery deceit and violence. Every day the Face Book, Twitter and other such 'beautiful' Apps  (Tik Tok and Hip Hop) blare expletives at the best creation of God. Lies, damned lies and fake statistics are thrown at unsuspecting people. Hacking is another menace - and all these are done not by preternatural  creatures but by the modern men and women of our world. Character is not destiny, the assassination of character is our destiny. The younger generation is now very much  the victim of our fond gifts. But the worst legacy we may leave behind are caste, colour, sex, race and religious discriminations.  Those who said black is beautiful are now forced to fight for existential relevance. In  America the Blacks are now up in arms against the whites. The liberal accommodation  of all colours, creeds, ideologies, freakishness is now disturbed by other identities and ideologies which were once thought banal. A young man does not  know what to hold on to. What values are growth friendly and life friendly the young cannot choose as the efficacy of all ideals are made debatable without any possible resolution. In sheer frustration and anger he picks up the AK47 as a symbol of macho authenticity and kills without any disturbance of his own value equilibrium. Rape and murder are of no consequence. Terrorism too is now an accepted fact of life. If someone is a victim, he becomes a victimizer to have heroic revenge or at least to get even.

The young today are bewildered. The latest pandemic trounced his freedom and identity. He has no future to look  forward to nor does he have any love for his past. His present is now chocked by time's uncertain pace. Will the lovers of this earth, the Human Race, the great cultures and the dreamers of cosmic dreams now pause and introspect for a moment? - To make  a future for their own? If they too are in a mental  stasis, the future will not happen. Hurry up  please - It's Time.




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