An Unpatriotic Song
I recently read a small article that a friend of mine recommended to me. The Diary of a Social Butterfly tells a short story of Pakistani woman’s attempt to persuade her husband from leaving Pakistan, which he describes as a nation of “ravening beasts”. Her words may thrill the crowd of sinfully optimistic banner-wavers, but had no effect on me whatsoever. Her argument relies on piquing the reader’s emotions, but shows not an iota of logic or practical thinking.
There are many things we go around saying, not because we truly mean them, but because we feel that they’re the right things to so. “I love my country” happens to be one of them.
One mustn’t allow the accident of his birth to chose his allegiances for him. Merely evacuating one’s mother’s uterus within Pakistani territory, does not oblige one to love Pakistan, praise Jinnah and scowl at India. Same goes for any human born in any country.
The hell with patriotism. I believe in choosing my own allegiances…my own heroes. We are first and foremost the sons and daughters of planet Earth, the significance of our citizenships is only secondary. If at any point in our lives, our need to do what is right for mankind as a whole, clashes with our need to respect our national policies or the general attitude of the nation, it’s imperative that we choose the former.
Stop defending that which is stupid, just because it may somehow make you look bad in extension. Humanity is doomed unless it learns to set aside its petty national and religious differences and work as a single unit. Denounce what is wrong, and embrace what is right, regardless of whether it is local or foreign in origin.
I feel deeply upset when an Indian starts to rant about our mistakes and incapabilities, but I have learned to remain quiet and accept scorn where it is due. I encourage non-Pakistanis to do the same when their respective countries are places under a microscope.
We must let go of our inordinate pride and bow our heads in shame. The first step to our rehabilitation is in admitting to ourselves that we have indeed failed miserably as a nation. Stop consoling yourself with daft self-serving ideas like, “the developed world may have their scientific and financial achievements, but we have our great religious convictions and our awesome culture so it’s okay!”.
No! Stop that! Don’t try to balance things out just for the sake it. Admit that we’re worse than they are in every, I repeat, every aspect, and that we need to learn from them ways we can get back on our feet. USA or European countries are far from perfect, but make no mistakes, they are far better than us.
Husband of the social butterfly… godspeed, I say to you! Leave this crumbling, mullah-infested wreck of Jinnah’s dream and migrate to a land where your capabilities will be recognized and valued. Do not waste your sweat and talent on people who don’t want to make use of it. Leave them to their mindless nara-bazis and let social darwinism take care of it all.