Manufacturing fear

This essay was written in January 2015 after the French terrorist attack on satirical magazine Charlie Hebdo, in which 22 died and a further 17 were injured. The core of the essay is easily transposed onto the terrorist events at Manchester Arena in May 2017.

For your information please google Wikipedia for the following:

i. List of terrorist incidents in France from 1800 to present day

ii. List of terrorist incidents in Great Britain

You will be shocked at the sheer scale of terror activities listed in Great Britain from 1960s to present day. It is as if we in the UK are living in a war zone, where Islamists are but pin-prick amateurs.

Over the course of the past few days Paris, France has experienced terror at the hands of five people. These included two brothers, an associate of theirs and his wife, and a teenager who initially drove the car for the two brothers. A few weeks earlier, in another mindless terror attack, grown men – probably fathers themselves – gunned down and killed innocent children and teachers at a school in Pakistan.

To make sense of the islamist terror attacks, I need to take you back in time, to Jerusalem.

A guy named Hazrat Muhammad was taking his locality by storm. (The Sufis – mystics beyond faith – were coerced and compelled into joining Hazrat’s movement). Hazrat himself was a psychic-medium of excellent quality, albeit not advanced in the awareness layer. His aim was to secure for the wandering caravan people of his time, people without limitation or boundary, a shared identity that would bind its members without them falling by the wayside or preventing them converting to religion. His community up to that point had a fluid conception about what passed for ritual and religion, as did Sufism until it was brought into the Mohammedan faith under force, duress or necessity. Then Sufism too became rigid and inflexible as time went on.

Hazrat’s vision for a central identity required that someone contrive a book of rules, basic tenets, to help guide a fledgling sect as it transformed into a society hoping to realise a dream. So, he penned his ideas.

In old India (Aryadesh) each aspirant announcing their inner awakening attended one of several centres of advanced learning (e.g. Varanasi) to test their theory, idea and concept. At these centres they were ridiculed, abused, called names, verbally attacked, or beaten, and imprisoned. These centres were the place where you either made your mark or failed. In Hazrat’s time, cities of advanced awareness existed in Tashkant in Uzbekistan, Baghdad in Iraq, and Tehran in Iran; whereas Kabul in Afghanistan and Bishkek in Kyrgyzstan were too far out. Lesser known cities of advanced awareness also existed in areas we now call Jordan, Abu Dhabi, Lebanon, Syria, Qatar, Kuwait, Bahrain, Oman – countries which were invented by the British, in conjunction with the French, after the defeat of the Ottoman Empire. As Makkah was nearer to Jerusalem, Hazrat headed to Jerusalem to test his ideals for a new kind of society.

The Hebrews, also known as Yahu-be, held sway in Jerusalem, and looked down on the nomadic communities, in about the same attitude and manner in which Untouchables in India are viewed. Hebrews were of the opinion that culture and civilisation stemmed from them, as did the Europeans much later with their belief that human civilisation began in some cave in France. Both were flummoxed when faced with evidence contrary to that belief; but their modern weaponry meant the locals of the new countries into which the Europeans ventured allowed the debate to rest in the latter’s favour. In the same way, Australian aborigines with their dream-time were and are to this day laughed at by Europeans, when in fact the aborigines are talking of actual facts of a bygone time and series of events; similarly, the Sikh in India are dismissed as wholly wrong along with their Sikh scriptures. And Hebrews in Jerusalem dismissed the caravan communities around them as a backward sub-human community.

Hazrat faced an uphill struggle to get his book stamped and accepted as a base guideline for his people’s development. Like all newcomers, Hazrat was badly treated. In fact very badly…

Allow me to digress for one moment…

Hebrew history has many a distortion to fact. Globally, we are told one Hebrew played a pivotal role in crucifying another Hebrew. In fact, the latter was a married man with two wives and several children, who retained regal authority and left the area. His family traveled through Europe and settled along the way, with some subsequently reaching Scandinavia. At each place they became the region’s rulers.

Oft quoted books, the Torah and New Testament, written by lawyers who were part of the religious elite as well as the homeopaths of the day, rewrote history and slotted in the argument of crucifixion in order to carry weight and secure pity in establishing their own creed. A creed based on victimisation and forgiveness, in which truth was, and is, a necessary casualty. Moreover, in fact, the tribal nature of the Hebrew people is evident in the manner Christianity evolved specifically, as a tool and vehicle of genocide laced in intolerance. Mirroring Hebrew idealism, Islam spews the same fanaticism. The Israel of today exhibits openly its intolerance and its use of the victim card. However, as a Sikh I have to accept and defend the Hebrew peoples’ right to behave and express their emotions as they see fit.

Back to Hazrat…

Hazrat was on a losing streak to begin with. Encouraged to convert and become Hebrew, he declined. His people had always suffered at the hands of the elite, as happens the world over to this day, so his refusal did not go down too well. To cut a long story short, Hazrat, a very sincere and determined fellow rewrote his book twice in order to appease the temple stalwarts in Jerusalem. Each time, the hierarchy found reasons to withhold approval. So, Hazrat re-worked his book yet again, but this time just left amongst his own people.

Hazrat’s initial writing is lost, or its pages eaten away by paper mites; whatever the reason, his initial book no longer exists. What we now have is interpretation, based on personal assumptions and concepts, of what the author wrote and meant. And the interpretation itself has several schools of thoughts in any case. Eventually, a newer book was devised; but the scions, stoked by compelling interpretation and infighting, turned to the kind of radical and polarized position we witness in Islam today. We read a reactionary set of rules of do’s and don’ts.

But Islam is not the only faith to have reinvented itself some time after the demise of its founder.

Buddhism has also divided itself into two opposing groups over the interpretation of its initiator’s original writings, which have been lost in antiquity. Furthermore, a third trend has evolved over time to include women as a separate independent entity wrapped in the hue that presents itself as original ethos Buddhism.

For further proof of how faiths have diverged from their original conception we can study Sikhism. Less than two hundred years after its establishment, it had three veins running and co-existing simultaneously. The fracture is papered over, but the division remains. One of the veins, the Namdhari Sikh movement, are like the later day European Christians who cobbled together a mixture of Celtic nature worship (a Brahma worship identical to Vedic ‘Hindu’ ritual) and Christian ethos, resulting in the confused notion of Christmas, and ‘new year’.

The Namdharis pay full respect to the Sikh scriptures, but interweave it with their own Brahmic, nature-based ritual. A further Sikh division evokes another fanatical aspect: revolving around the baptised Sikh. This new ‘sect’ is a group of angry people of both genders, who view all other Sikhs with disdain and contempt. The group is so fanatical that the women of this ‘sect’ wear turbans, mimicking the men, as if without that turban they would be denied their identity as Sikh. They also have a version of heaven, where their concept of heaven does not really exist, but the symbolism remains in their mind.

This new ‘sect’ within Sikhism in time will become intolerant of all other Sikhs, resulting in a massive fracture within Sikhism if emotions are not controlled. Their idea of meditation is repeatedly shouting a selection of mystical words from the Sikh scriptures. The energised, angry shouting depletes their bio-system of oxygen, and they experience the lack of oxygen as the experience of a deeper connection. They give me the hardest time, such that I refrain from visiting a gurdwara when I know they are going to be present in large numbers. It is simply not worth the argument, nor the hassle to get involved with their ‘awareness’ as they call it.

The study of how Sikhs are evolving gives us a very good insight in how faiths in general, and Islam in particular, developed.

Reverting…

The Quran is a product of the ignorance of a Hebrew hierarchy that was so frightened by Hazrat and by the deep and dangerous purity of his original work, they had to find a way to stop its publication, lest Hebrews converted in droves. The powers that be assumed the masses were gullible and stupid. They were not; they had enough common sense to work out a position for themselves.

But the Hebrew hierarchy, regardless in which area of society it lords over, even to this day deems us stupid. Yet, no one ever studies this disease, stupidity, with which you and I are apparently contaminated, as an aspect or characteristic of the very elites that rule us!

Reverting to France…We are supposed to accept that individuals associated with the Charlie Hebdo attack secured their weapons and bullets using units of mass communication, and that the authorities had no idea?

What nonsense.

The entire drama is an exercise by the spooks who build into the equation collateral damage (people dying), as we witnessed during the Sydney mess. Innocent humans will die; in fact they have to die in order to instill fear of what a terrorist can do.

In France, however, the French over-refined the drama, and miscalculated. They knew the gunmen were heading to the head office of magazine Charlie Hebdo. They arranged a Muslim police officer to confront them. Now, go and do some basic research about how many of the French police are Muslim. Not many. Yet we are to believe that on that day, at that time, a Muslim police officer was at hand to confront the two brothers?

How convenient.

Then, the next day, during the next incident an ethnic police officer just happened to run into one of the group, and she got herself killed.

And the chance of two Muslims police officers getting killed in such a situation?

Guys, you and I have a better chance of scooping the lottery than these two events having two Muslims, or ethnic officers, facing an armed gunman – gunmen whom the spooks of all NATO countries, the ANZAC countries, and good old Mossad, would have been following in minute detail.

I know from experience that our house is ‘visited’ virtually each time we leave home. They go through our entire house room by room, and cupboard by cupboard. Am I supposed to accept that the houses of these guys were not ‘visited’? I know from experience that spooks in the UK also use illegal Indians who are trying to gain permanent residence in the UK to trail us if we are in a predominantly Asian area.

What has happened in Sydney and Paris is that the spooks and the governments knew beforehand about the events, but the French screwed matters by deploying Muslim police officers to confront the gunmen in both the Paris incidents. They also were of the opinion that the gunmen in the first incident would not get access into the building. They thought an armed confrontation would take place on the street resulting in the death of the Muslim police officer. Then the main armed response unit would arrive and take out the two brothers.

Err, it backfired big time.

The brothers had a rocket launcher and it seems an arsenal of weapons. Where and how were these obtained? As I know, my family and I cannot breathe without the spooks’ knowledge. In fact, we purchased five extension leads with individual switches in order to better control electrical units plugged into them. These extension leads were to replace 15 year old extension leads. And guess what? The UK police harassed us for weeks after that purchase. So do not tell me that these guys were able to secure heavy duty arms and the spooks did not track each and every (cash) purchase. What next, these guys are going to purchase a tank and the authorities are going to tell us they knew nothing of the fact?

We are endlessly told how each keystroke of our computer is monitored, and each phone call listened to in real time. So please, we may be the ordinary people, but we aren’t stupid.

We will mob-protest one day, and insist that Israel give Palestine people their independence, and not use the area as a shooting gallery or an open prison camp. We will insist that European powers leave the Arabs to their own arguments and devices. What they do in their own back yard is none of our business. Our ordinary lives have enough pressures. We do not need to be used as cannon fodder by the spooks who seek additional funds to secure a better pension plans for themselves.

But will things change?

Not a hope in hell.

At times, I wonder: would Hazrat, the Great Prophet, have written his theory and handed that ‘awakening reason’ to the caravan dwellers, if he had known of the manifesting result?

What he initially wrote was deep indeed, it still is in a few passages; but unfortunately, to understand the depth one also needs depth. You do not climb a cloud-enveloped snow-covered mountain whilst lying on the ground in the valley looking up at its peak.

Religion is a tad more complicated.

Bhindrawale: an alternative view

‘The Sikhs are the only race, that I know of, who sacrificed their own nationhood in order to free the non-Sikh population of India from more than one thousand years of humiliation, subjugation and occupation at the hands of not just one but two (Semitic) Empires. They did so having fought for and secured their own independence as a nation under Islam rule more than 200 years earlier.’ Avtar

For you to appreciate this hard-hitting essay I need to explore, examine, and briefly lay bare what is a Sikh.

It is a misnomer that being born into a practicing Sikh family makes you a Sikh. Certainly, children practice the rites and ritual of Sikhi. But that is learned behaviour. Even when mimicking their elders, and perhaps even aspiring to be a proper Sikh through such mimicry, children are not Sikh in the metaphysical sense.

A Sikh, as I have written countless times, is a strata above the realm of advanced Sants, Svamis, Sufis, and Saints. A sant is one who has absolute mastery over the psychic realm. A Sikh is responsible for the welfare of the sant realm.

At the times of, and attendant in seva to, the ten Sikh Gurus, (and due to the high originality of advanced innovation), a Sikh was an unbelievably calm pacifist, who, when required, would to lay to rest a repeat killer. The Sikhs of those times never had need to raise their voice. Their psychic bearing and presence was enough.

Bear in mind, in those times artificial voice projecting apparatuses such as the megaphone and later the mic and loudspeaker system, had not yet been developed. So, an orator of that period, regardless of faith, literally had to shout to get his message across. Shouting behaviour has not died, in India at least. People there seem to forget that they are using microphones, and can therefore speak gently. The screaming and shouting automatically raises one’s blood pressure, heightens one’s nervous system activity, and leads to a tensed physiology, which renders one primed for a physical confrontation. The person sounds and behaves assertively.

Another problem of the birth-Sikhs is that they are reared on stories of historical events that highlight bravery, courage, chivalry, and heroism. These are stories of fighting the odds and succeeding, more often than not. However, the Sikh parent imparting such stories is themselves not a Sikh in its full reality, but like their child a Sikh by birth only. And therein lies the problem of Sikhism.

A Sikh is one who, coming from any faith, is the master of, and has hands-on responsibility for, those who are an authority over the so-called spiritual world. That was what separated the Sikhs of the Gurus from the faithful of all other faiths.

Only the best of the best, the most humble of the humble, found a way to be in the seva of the Sikh Gurus. Some attributes of a Sikh:

* An analyser, scrutiniser, and improver…of whatever they may confront

* Addressing every female as ‘Ma’am’ and treating every female with dignity, chivalry, and lack of misogyny

* Studies war tactics and stealth strategy

* Master of hand-arms combat

* Outmanoeuvers opponents strategically

* Sikh men/women are regarded as tender, passionate, sensual lovers by most South Asians

* Remain faithful and loyal to one partner

* Their word is sacrosanct

Only with the above clarity will you be able understand today’s essay.

Jarnail Singh Bhindranwale

According to web searches he was born Jarnail Singh Brar on 2nd June 1947, and he died on 6th June 1984 aged 37. Leader of Damdami Taksal, one of the five formal seats of Sikhism, he was an outspoken orator. He voiced the resentment of the ordinary Sikh about their betrayal by the Hindus: leading up to and even after India’s independence, the Hindus had promised a separate Sikh nation; they reneged on this promise.

His popularity stemmed from his insistence that the faithful remain vigilant, and abide by the high requirements of the elite Sikhs, the Khalsa. Like the majority of Sikhs, he saw the events of bygone times through rose-tinted glasses, rather than accepting that society has always been a multi-spectrum of misfits who dally with idealism and bemoan the failures of others.

The majority of Sikh ‘leaders’ increasingly fail to appreciate what it takes to become a Sikh, and that there are unbelievably high standards of advanced knowledge required to progress into the Khalsa realm. The same was true of Bhindranwale, except that in his case his heart was in the right place. Like other leaders, though, he was not advanced enough to recognise the what or the why that makes a Sikh and the Khalsa uniquely responsible and thus special.

An insight: The sublime is experienced by nearly all practicing Sikhs as a faith-right; however, collectively, it remains an unquantifiable realm. They are moved and ‘protected’ by this arena, but they are oblivious as to how best to describe its existence, or the experiences it yields.

He was precisely in the same boat as your average run-of-the-mill Sikh. Like them, he too sensed, but he could not explain the sensation.

He was a doer, a go-getter, one who could not sit still. He readily took a stance against anything or anyone whom he considered to have fallen from the excellence he thought all Sikhs should live by. Drugs, a hedonistic lifestyle, and irreverence for the image of the perceived Sikh status quo rankled him. His generation blamed all society’s ills on the wealth that Panjab enjoyed as the green, agricultural energy-field of India. Panjab literally fed, and to this day feeds, India. This brought prosperity.

Prosperity in tandem with zero pressure of either local wars or impending invasions, led to parents showering their children with monetary gifts hitherto unheard of in India. Sikhs were, and are, massively wealthy compared to the rest of the non-west European world. In fact, when I traveled the countries that were at that time locked behind the iron curtain almost twenty years after leaving Panjab, I was shocked to see those countries suffering from lower, weaker, almost non-existent infrastructure; and the local poverty was breathtakingly shocking even in comparison to the Panjab of twenty years earlier.

So, Panjab was wealthy. Wealthy enough to send members of their family to study abroad, and indeed to live abroad; these members in turn sending remittances back to the family village and home, thereby increasing the family’s earning and power-prestige further.

The handicap of wealth is improved health. Health, married to wealth, automatically childs conceit, self-importance and delusions of the self as an omnipotent being. Sikhs of his time suffered from the same disease of the avant-garde, technicolour palette of romanticism seducing monologue, with philosophies spiced with short-lived interactions with European industrial civilisation.

In a mixture of multi-complex rationales, he laced his oratory skills with the insistence that wealthy Sikhs ought to pressure their children towards the rites normally associated with a Sikh monastic lifestyle. Its conditions are so confusing to an outsider, especially when each male is meant to see each woman as his sister or mother, yet be anxiously prepared to marry one of these very women, and thereafter, to engage in and enjoy a full sexual life with her. It’s a case of heads I win, tails you cannot live a normal lifestyle, unless you marry. These rich kids, emasculated by the parental pressure he advocated, threw tantrums.

He, meanwhile, gained fame and popularity. For he constantly evoked age-old glories of sword-fighting, small hand-arms defence, and overcoming outrageous odds against trained armies of invaders, or indeed against ‘home grown’ newly settled Muslim rulers. He drew crowds. He spoke uncompromisingly, mired in passion as if he had returned fresh from sword-fighting and hand-to-hand combat. Sikhs so love tales of hand-to-hand combat against overwhelming odds…his popularity increased exponentially. However, he had never set a foot on a battlefield, and he had no formal or informal military and tactical training.

He was an orator, one who had the ability to inflame his audience. He evoked passions. His message stirred people. He became an irresistible force. This drew the attention of the politicians. However kitsch he appeared to seasoned politicians nevertheless he commanded a sizeable vote bank that they couldn’t ignore. So, his ego was massaged, and seduction-hypocrisy gained momentum. Everything has a price. He had a price. It was a matter of identifying that price and leveraging him into the politicians’ pocket.

His price?

A date with destiny, a reluctant delusion that he was ‘chosen’ to deliver respect, along with self-determination to Sikhs within the statehood of a collective India.

Expatriate Sikhs stoked, inflamed, and financially supported calls for an independent state named Khalistan (and not Panjab). I truthfully cannot recall him advancing that particular idea, but the theme of self-determination never left his lips. In reality, all he sought – and as is the demand of all Sikhs – was dignity via the fulfillment of a promise; and the honest barter of that promise made to Sikhs by Pandit Nehru and (Mohan Dass Gandhi) Mahatama Gandhi, in the days before India’s independence.

This set him on a collision course. Prime Minister Indira Gandhi stepped into the ring and offered a staged, well-practiced trade-off; stopping short of Sikh demands for the fulfillment of the Anandpur Sahib Resolution.

A dance of Shiva had begun.

Death was on the cards.

Each thought it would be the other’s.

The death drum gathered speed.

And he made one naive mistake after another. He miscalculated the world of politics. In fact, he had zero appreciation of politics. He did not understand that you cut a tree for firewood one day and the next day you stand on its stump delivering a speech pronouncing your credentials as an ecologist.

His lack of military service became evident in his utterances. He took the bait. He prepared to take on the might of the Indian army’s modern weaponry and tactics with his handful of men equipped with small arms weapons. He was neither a politician, nor a strategist or tactician. His popularity was based on his honesty, earnestness and frankness. He lacked guile. He lacked deceit. He lacked hypocrisy. He lacked cunning. What he said was what he meant. Wonderful attributes for a religious orator. But as a politician and military tactician he was a dead duck.

If he had had a cunning mind, then he would and could have instigated a war between Pakistan and India. This would have brought the Sikh regiments stationed far afield from Panjab back to the border with Pakistan, which in the main is shared by Pakistan and Panjab. Simultaneously, he would, on the quiet, have had his own followers present in various cities ready to occupy main-frame buildings; the armed occupation of which would have put him in control of mass broadcast, and of transportation, thereby causing maximum and immediate mayhem among the people. Thereafter, he could have incited the Sikh regiments to support his quest for the negotiation of the Anandpur Sahib Resolution from a position of reasonable strength. Just for the fun of creating discord and facilitating the possible breakup of India, Pakistan would have supported him to the hilt, politically and militarily.

However, he did what no Sikh army had done in Sikh history. He occupied the holy shrine of Amritsar not for its protection from an imminent attack but for sheltering in. After all, prior to his occupation Amritsar was under absolutely no threat from an imminent Indian army attack.

A majority of expatriate Sikhs were against his occupation of Amritsar. Yes, he had supporters, but they were a minority, albeit a vocal one.

The outcome?

A foregone conclusion.

A mere formality.

He totally played into the hands of the politicians.

The rest is history.

I witnessed the events here in the UK, and am shocked by how many of the people who ridiculed him at the time, including his lack of education, now address him as a glorified, proud, fearless Sikh General.

Yes, they call him General!

He was an innocent man, honest and sincere as the day is long. But a General? Are Sikhs really that desperate that they equate his tactics with those of a General? I absolutely will credit him with fearlessness, courage and strength of character. He did not sell himself short. But a General? Come on, please, you Sikhs can do better than that. Give him plaudits, but let us not get carried away with overly emotional praise either.

Having said that, for me as a Sikh, he gave me the one thing no one else had delivered up to that point.

Let me explain.

While traveling Europe I would come across veterans of the first and the second European war (1914-18 and 1939-45) who many a time would present themselves to me as admirers of the Sikh soldiers and battalion, and who would salute me as an orthodox young Sikh. Apart for these European war veterans, everyone else would confuse me for an Arab, Muslim or indeed a Hindu. I was never recognised as a Sikh.

Because of this sincere, honest, earnest Sikh preacher, today I am recognised globally as a Sikh, part of a nation of people who gave up their own kingdom, their country, in order to free India.

My nation, a people I am proud to call my own, the Sikhs, made a selfless sacrifice foregoing their own nation for the sake of securing freedom for what is now more than a billion people in India.

Yes, the ruling classes cheated us out of a promise. But that is the political Hindu for you. The citizen Hindu and Muslim of India, by contrast, categorically maintains that we do deserve our own statehood. I thank them for their support.

Yet in today’s India, the arrogance of some Hindu politicians is leading them to proclaim that all citizens of India are Hindus.

I once again want to remind them that ‘Hindu’ is neither a race nor a religion.

Hindi is a communal language of communication that slowly gathered momentum following its birth just over one hundred and fifty years after the establishment of Sikhism.

Hindi is like the fabled pan-European language Esperanto. Nothing more and nothing less.

And as for Jarnail Singh Bhindranwale: Sikhs, he was a seasoned preacher, a Giani. He was not a Sant in any shape or form. Please, let us not get over emotional about his credentials. Let us be sincere in our evaluation.

As a Giani, what he achieved for Sikhism is that which the best amongst us will never be able to emulate or attain. He gave me global recognition, a global presence. And, no, I do not accept the excuse that globally, in the age of the internet, race Europeans mistake me for a Muslim. The truth is that they hate me because of the colour of my skin – pure and simple. It is race and culture hatred that they exercise. And the easiest way to murder me is to call me a Muslim. Race Europeans are neither that ignorant nor that stupid that they cannot tell me apart from a Muslim. Exactly how many Muslims in the western world walk around with their traditional very loose cloth wound around their heads? I have only ever seen three in all my years of living in race European countries.

So, the fact that the world now views me as a Sikh must be credited entirely to this one, very basically educated, sincere orator/preacher, who merely wanted the dignity and self-esteem of the Sikhs to be respected by the Hindu Government – the very Hindus who until 1946 had been slaves in their own land for just a little over one thousand years.

Sikhs deserve their dignity and self-esteem to be respected by the Hindu Government of India.

And on the anniversary death of this preacher I hope and pray it will begin to accept a world where Sikhs, Muslims, Buddhist, Jains, Christians and Hindus can live in peace with each other in the land we now call India: as autonomous cultures, languages, heritages, and dignities that together protect our collective defence, economy and infrastructure as these exist now.

 

 

Collapse of Cultural Consistency

Minority cultures have always survived as an illusion of a balanced rational-protection extended by the majority. That is, the majority culture has always depicted minor culture as an independent rational entity, portraying its survival as the basis of a modern tolerant society. However, this is fundamentally and factually not true.

I will use Sikhs living in United Kingdom to illustrate the point.

Like the Gurkhas, Sikhs are intrinsically docile, peaceful, caring, thoughtful, hospitable, and accommodating. Their polite tolerance has led them to be used, abused, and taken advantage of. We saw this in India’s promises pre-independence, and we see it today in how they are treated in the UK and other western countries.

In the United Kingdom, Sikhs have repeatedly had their cultural identity and articles of faith downgraded to a point where their kirpan, which for spiritual reasons has to have a 9 inch blade, has systematically been reduced in length to a 6 inch blade. Furthermore, the wearer is refused entry aboard a commercial flight. The equally important instrument that every turban-wearing Sikh carries, namely a five inch blunt needle used to tuck back hair that escapes along the lower edge of the turban, is also not permitted on board commercial flights. By contrast, Indian airlines permit both these article of faith – the kirpan and tucking-needle – as part of the essential grooming kit of every male Sikh.

So, let’s examine some of the reasoning behind the constant abuse and meddling through which the British government denigrates Sikh lifestyle, cultural norms, and religious heritage.

The primary facilitator of these attacks on Sikhs is their own deep capacity for tolerance. They deem it impolite to protest openly and overtly, because they consider the opposition should be culturally civilised. However, if the other side refuses to see the value of the Sikhs’ initial reasoning then Sikhs (like Gurkhas) consider the other side to be emotionally retarded, mentally inadequate, culturally uncivilized, and allow the opposition to ride roughshod over them. Their opponents just think ‘well, that was easy’.

Democracy is founded on the concept that the minority’s wellbeing is an unquestionable right, and a civilisation that protects minority rights is considered enlightened and modern. However, in the United Kingdom, Sikhs have always experienced the opposite of this maxim.

Additionally, Sikhs often create their own problems because their lack of guile, scheming, cunning, and deceit repeatedly short-changes them.

I will share some recent examples to illustrate the point.

During March and April, Sikhs exercise a traditional and fundamental faith-rite of taking the Sri Gurugranthsahibji on a spiritual cleansing and purifying procession, called ‘Nagar Kirtan’, through the streets from one Gurdwara to another of a given town, or indeed circumambulating the local streets of a Gurdwara if it is the only one in the town. Over the past ten and more years, the advent of Sikh-run radio and television stations has given Sikhs a new-found freedom of speech platform. This has led eager, well-intentioned but untrained reporters, and equally well-intentioned but untrained editors to allow utterly thoughtless, ill-informed individuals to express their opinions on the public media platform.

One elderly rotund man who happened not to wear a turban and represented one of the Gurdwaras of Southall stated: ‘The event is not managed professionally, and the free food stalls only serve rich Panjabi fare when they should only serve healthy food’ (from which I assume he meant a Mediterranean diet) ‘as our diet is very unhealthy and our people don’t do any exercise on top of that…’. This idiotic, ill-informed man’s views were broadcast live without any form of correction.

Why?

Because the reporters were all recent settlers in the UK. To not question or challenge a statement is a bedrock of their socialization, such that any mention of a European experience is lapped up verbatim even if it is utter nonsense.

Why were the remarks sheer stupidity?

Well, if we examine the normal Panjabi diet and compare it to the Mediterranean diet, nutritional reasoning would suggest that Mediterraneans outlive Panjabis by dozens of years, and that they die fit and healthy.

Really?

The reality is that one’s genetic makeup determines longevity, while fitness and diet have a smaller part to play in the scheme of things. On top of which a millennia old cultural diet hones a race’s ability to handle that diet, so that if it was fed a fundamentally alien diet to its DNA this would eventually have powerful degenerative effects on the individual. Added to which, diet advice by scientists and nutritionists changes every few weeks in the west. So, their opinion is hardly gospel anyway. Altogether, this renders the elderly man’s opinion groundless; and anyway his own physical shape strongly suggested he diets gleefully on the very rich Panjabi diet that he publicly denounced, and his protruding belly indicates that he rarely exercises if at all.

Holier-than-thou idiots are very fast to criticise the management of an event, but ask them to take charge and coordinate it themselves, and they soon realise precisely how difficult such a project is to handle.

The ill-conjectured statement broadcast on television failed to understand that the ‘Nagar Kirtan’ ‘langar’ (baptised, sanctified food) has to be in keeping with the customary ‘langar’ consumed during the times of the Sikh Gurus. The entire faith-ritual is about re-enacting several aspects of tradition established since the times of the Gurus.

Consequently, if a Mediterranean diet were foisted on the masses who partake in the spiritual journey of ‘Nagar Kirtan’, it is hardly going to exponentially increase the longevity of their life.

The very idea of ‘langar’ is not that of a free kitchen along with free food. ‘Langar’ intimates that the donors, cooks and servers are partaking in a hands-on spiritual ‘seva’ (selfless service) for their own spiritual improvement, and that those who partake in the ‘parsad’ (blessed and sanctified food) equally feel and sense their own spiritual awakening.

Moving on…

Unfortunately, heath and safety came knocking as soon as the first massive Gurdwara in the western world was constructed, and insisted that the ‘langar’ preparations had to abide by commercial kitchen standards. THEY ARE NOT COMMERCIAL BLOODY KITCHENS. It is not my or my culture’s fault that you Anglo-Saxons are dumb and dim dunces when it comes to advanced spiritual practices and nuances. The leading committee of the Gurdwara readily deferred their own advanced state of mind, and while discarding the Anglo-Saxon representative from London Borough of Ealing Council a dimwit retard, nevertheless accepted the commercial constraints on the ‘langar’ area. It did so to the point that cultural tradition in that Gurdwara has been destroyed, and this has deeply scarred the congregation. Well done London Borough of Ealing’s health and safety.

Sikhs assume that if they keep on accommodating the backwardness of the Anglo-Saxon mindset, Anglo-Saxons will very soon have an epiphany. That is never going to happen. Why? Because race-Europeans lack the quintessential organ for spiritual growth. They lack skin pigment.

The matter has become worse.

The police who marshal such spiritual events now insist that the Gurdwara pay commercial rates to the police for doing so. Sikhs seem unprepared to fight their corner, while deeming the police position to be that of a backward civilisation, to whom it is not worth explaining matters.

Let us examine this further.

A Gurdwara is a charitable institution. It is not a business. And unlike a football club it does not generate commercial income. If the police authority cannot distinguish commerce from cultural spiritual rationale, then it will not be very long before we in this country will have Asian migrant kids policing our towns and cities. After all, if the police is to mirror a commercial enterprise then its personnel expenditure will have to be trimmed to a point that indigenous natives will refuse to get out of bed to work as policemen/women. This then means that either (regardless of Brexit) east Europeans are hired, or Asian migrant personnel are drafted in on an income that would be palatable to them.

Dignity

Conservative governments seem to run this country as if it were a business. No, this country is not a business. It is a country. And if you cannot get your small minds around that simple idea then it is no wonder you are forever cutting welfare and care to the members of our community who need our collective help. We are not all born equal, but we all have dignity. Dignity exists on the principle that those more able should willingly care for those who are unable to care for themselves. There is no law written anywhere in stone, or in any figment of imagination, that allows one human – say for example, Ian Duncan Smith MP – to shrill with his private hair in knots that those who are less well off, or incapable, should be mercilessly pilloried.

And just to hammer home my point: ever tried zero hours, Mr Ian Duncan Smith MP? Sorry, that question was aimed at his dog, and if he does not have one, then please get a dog, and kindly put the question to that dog. Because the dog will have a better appreciation of the question then Mr Ian Duncan Smith MP ever will. Mr Ian Duncan Smith MP is an exact example of the dumb and dim dunce Anglo-Saxon I allude to above. On your death, Mr Ian Duncan Smith MP, please show the rest of humanity how you are going to take your wealth with you. You, like the rest of the motley crew, are going to leave it all behind here on this third-rate iron-rust-bucket planet called mother Earth.

The second example I share of Sikhs successfully scoring an own goal time and again involves myself.

I held talks with one of the Sikh television stations to broadcast, from a minority viewpoint, the absurd mistreatment by government institutions of minorities. Coming from me it would have been balanced but characteristically also very hard-hitting. My mobile and home phone is under constant surveillance and naturally ‘they’ were aware of the discussions I was having. In a very short space of time, the leader of the London Borough of Ealing Council, Councillor Ian Bell, accompanied by the London Borough of Ealing Police Commander, contacted the television owners and invited themselves to a meeting with the owners.

The Sikh owners – one is a brickie turned self-made multi-millionaire, and the main person is a very pious accountant – were massively ego-massaged. They were left with a strong impression not to rock the boat as it might have a detrimental effect on the television station. Thus, they contacted me to inform me that my idea for the half-hour weekly documentary would not be supported.

Fair enough.

Now here is the best part.

A few months after this meeting the television station was hit by the television authorities with a 30,000.00 pound sterling fine.

No kidding.

Had the owners of that particular television station held their ground and backed me, then the fine would never have been imposed, as I would have hit hard at the appropriate authorities: naming and shaming both the leader of the London Borough of Ealing Council councillor Ian Bell, and the Ealing Borough police commander for intimidation, coercion, and abusing their privilege and position in order to levy unacceptable pressure on the freedom of the media in the United Kingdom.

The future

Minorities are repeatedly told to assimilate and mimic English behaviour. Tony Blair was a great one for pushing that agenda. The ill-conceived concept was designed to propel minorities to become mindless mimickers of the English lifestyle, without adopting the abject rudeness of their ‘speak my mind’ attitude.

I am a product of observed and absorbed English behaviour and attitude. Thus, when needed, I can automatically be as selfish, centered, egotistical and petty as your normal bog-standard English bloke.

Yet, I repeatedly refrain, and it has to be said, I have to consciously urge myself to behave in that retarded fashion and mimic English behaviour.

However, Sikhs of the United Kingdom on the whole refuse to downgrade themselves and mimic English behaviour and attitude. And herein lies the crux of their problem. If they are not prepared to become selfish and self-centered, then they (like the Gurkha) will be used, abused, and discarded except when a government needs their military prowess.

Sikhs are at yet another cross-roads in their history. They intuitively know that they are ready to up sticks and leave their hard-earned wealth here, and re-locate as penniless refugees to another part of the globe where their entrepreneurship will be welcomed – as it once was here in the United Kingdom, just as it once was in east Africa.

But, will Sikhs leave having had their cultural norms weakened? No. I am of the opinion that they will revive them at the new place. And that is the relief that I live with, knowing that my cultural integrity will not be permanently diluted or weakened, regardless of the constant attacks here in the free west on my cultural norms and standards.

Once we minorities have left these shores, the United Kingdom’s indigenous natives can run this country as they see fit. After all, Iceland is going great guns without any input from a minority culture, so why should this Anglo-Saxon island called the United Kingdom not be able to do the same?

Festival of Life & Democracy

Nowadays, both the Festival of Life (a period of spiritual introspection for Sikhs), usually celebrated around the 13th April, and Democracy, are a catastrophe crammed into ubiquitous kitsch-deluded masculine grandiosity, positioning so-called virtue. However, both fall well shy of their own original and exacting standards.

Vasaakh:

Is a period within the cycle of a season of a hemisphere. It is the second month of the traditional earth calendar in the northern hemisphere. The first month began around the 12th /13th of March. Traditionally, there were 13 months in one year cycle, where some months had 32 days, and others less than 28 days. These months approximately correspond to what is now known as the astrological calendar. Indeed the astrological calendar also had 13 divisions, of which one was particularly short in duration.

Vasaakh represents the regeneration of the northern hemisphere, as it emerges from its winter hibernation into new life. It indicates the same, at a different point in the calendar, in the southern hemisphere. Vasaakh happens twice on our planet. Once in the northern, and then in the southern, hemisphere.

For Sikhs of the northern hemisphere, Vasaakh at a very rudimentary level refers to introspection, awakening, deeper consciousness, and overall spiritual repose, lived within full secular responsibility. For Sikhs of the southern hemisphere experience this psychic-spiritual sensation, and inner introspective regeneration, the festival of Vasaakh has to take place at the appropriate point in the seasonal cycle. Regeneration on the cusp of autumn/winter would be nonsensical, obviously.

Given the epithet of soldier-saint, circulating since the time of Guru Arjandevji, it is fitting that Vasaakh should also represent a moment of reaffirmation of our secular responsibilities (as much as of spiritual regeneration). In this regard, we pledge anew to be conscientious, trustworthy, reliable, dependable, and accountable through the five Ks; to protect lives, even those of enemies (and especially at the first time of engagement), and including those of every species occupying our own geographical zone (without becoming pedantic about the unseen life form).

Vasaakh is the second month of the Arya calendar. Remember, Sikhs, when they occupied Europe and especially the northern countries of Europe were then also known as Sikhs, Arya and Khalsa (Khalsa is another very ancient name, which at that time meant merging into the One. It retains the same meaning today but is usually confused with a word derived from the Aryan-influenced region north of Persia).

However, for a Sikh who advances and exalts into the Khalsa, the responsibility is even more exhaustive, meticulous, comprehensive, thorough, detailed, and exacting.

For me, at my own personal level, my white turban including the Five K’s represents that I am duty bound to protect the right of my enemy to take my life.

However, as a Khalsa, protection of life is my basic fundamental duty.

Therefore, while my enemy may want to take my life, protecting my own life takes priority for me as well as safeguarding his life. If he persists, then I must (without flinching) put him to rest, and say a prayer prior throughout. And I must bear no hatred towards him or his community for his actions against me. In fact, I must locate his immediate family and offer my on going assistance for the vacuum left by the slain.

As you can see, being a practicing Sikh, and then evolving into the fully fledged Khalsa is not as easy as many Sikhs seem to think. Simply being born into a Sikh family does not mean that you are a Sikh. The fundamental requirements of being a Sikh are a tad difficult; and elevation into Khalsa is well nigh impossible.

The most telling point of Vasaakhi is that Life has to be celebrated. A celebration steeped not in wanton drunkenness or salacious behaviour, but characterized by an inner audit of the preceding year and setting parameters for the coming year. The idea is to protect Life, thus allowing Life to give life to Life.

Hence, Vasaakh, the second month of the earth (northern hemisphere) calendar is the Festival of Life.

Democracy:

Is control and governance of an organisation or country by the majority of its eligible members.

The original idea was to put aside quarrels that escalated from verbal abuse to physical violence, armed attack, ultimately to death. Thus, wise men (no, not women; remember, women were/are inferior and unclean due to their menstruation) devised a holistic means to conduct their tribal clan’s mechanization. This included the involvement of the soothsayers, medicine person (they were both female and male), and then the formal ritual brigade, some of whom evolved into formal religious heads. Religious heads, ritually excellent, and had an intricate understanding of ancient medicine and alchemy, in tandem with psychic ability: this then allowed them hands-on responsibility and a veto in debates about communal care.

Over the past fifty years, political communities in certain cultures have distanced the influence of the religious order, and endeavoured instead to promote an isolationist-secular schema.

Nevertheless, the voting minority still suffers. Seldom was/is a single item of their need addressed. Promises and pledges are seldom kept by those in power.

We have a prime example of the role and fallout of pledges in the blatant lies peddled by politicians in the run-up to Brexit in the United Kingdom. The liars, far from being criminally charged, went on to hold high office, as in the case of Boris Johnson, the British Foreign Secretary.

Interestingly, if a man leads a group of women along a romantic path, while securing large sums of money from them, he is criminally charged. Yet we, the cattle-voting-class, are repeatedly told that politicians cannot be hauled into a criminal court, since they only offered pledges.

Such pledges, to revert again to Brexit in the United Kingdom, included the insistence – nay, assurance – that the monies saved from not being part of Europe would help turn around the failing National Health Service. But neither Boris Jonhson nor Nigel Farage (then leader of UKIP) can be prosecuted for their ‘pledges’ on the matter, because these have since been defended merely as suggestions and not promises to the electorate they deliberately misled.

This, guys, is democracy.

A con-artist who makes pledges to several women, only for the latter to find out they’ve been duped, would feel the full wrath of the law. But in democracy, liars (read: politicians) actually benefit from their lies, amassing financial and political advantage.

Many an English politician is therefore a criminal, as well as a recipient of bribes who then takes full advantage of his political position… as is the standard charge leveled at the average Indian politician. The difference is that in the English political system you ‘donate’ officially in order to buy your MPs support and protection; whereas in the Indian political system the donation is unrecorded. But the same bribery takes place across both systems.

This is democracy.

One example is from the mother of Parliamentary democracy and the other is from the world’s largest democracy.

So, is there a better system?

Yes indeed. And, no, it is not proportional representation.

The first cast-iron surety we need to put in place is that elected officials who lie during election are to be dismissed from office, criminally charged, and their ill-gotten gains confiscated.

Then, to equally reflect the minority racial or a religious group, a consensus of the population establishes in order to attributes a ratio to each voting group. This means that the minority under the ratio formula will have exactly the same power to their vote as the majority. Thus, now we have governance with consent rather than governance of the numerical votes cast. Numerically, the majority will still cast the larger share of the votes cast; however, due to the ratio formula, the minority voter will have an equal say in the actual outcome and politics.

The ratio formula outstrips the dated, inflexible, and unaccountable voting system termed democracy, and the new outcome would in its truer sense be democracy in earnest.

This system would have enormous positive impact globally, especially in many artificially-constructed countries by the Europeans, as in the case of the Ottoman Empire, in Africa, and across each and every country/landmass that came under the race-European empire.

Yes, it is up to us, the voiceless cattle-class-voter, to demand the fairer ratio vote.

And at this junction, just past, namely that of the spring equinox, in alignment with Vasaakh and the ‘Festival of Life’ that is Vasaakhi, why not push for and establish this fair voting system?

Jackals & Tigers

In numerous societies, jackals have betrayed their own kith and kin, allowing outside powers to subjugate their race, culture, language, and heritage.

I am going to use Sikh examples and indicate to others how they may take steps to safeguard their cultural integrity and dignity.

Dr Rami Ranger & Dr Kapoor

Today’s essay endeavours to illustrate the mechanics invoked at a psychic level to hamper the independence of individuals, communities, and societies. I will use two from within the UK Sikh community to make my point. The first person is Dr Rami Ranger and the second Dr S. S. Kapoor.

Backgrounds of the characters

Raminder Singh Ranger, born July 1947, is Chairman and Managing Director of Sea Air and Land Forwarding Ltd, and the winner of a Queens Award for Export. He secured his PhD from the then newly established Khalsa College, Harrow, London, which was run by a Dr S. S. Kapoor, OBE, D.Litt., PhD., M.Comm (Hons), M.A. (Law), FCCA, FCMA CGMA.

I have to own up to the fact I have not read Dr Rami Ranger’s thesis, nor for that matter Dr Kapoor’s. I do, however, have a copy of the latter’s English translation Sukhmani Sahibji (2007).

Sukhmani Sahibji is an elaborate work by the fifth Sikh Guruji, Guru Arjandevji. If Dr Kapoor’s translation is indeed ‘A Dynamic Look into the Meaning and Philosophy of Sukhmani Sahib’, as boldly claimed on the front of the book, then heaven help us. One of Dr Kapoor’s PhD students presented me with the book. If I had received a pre-publication copy for review, then quite frankly I would have dismissed the author as a simpleton who lacks internal awakening, inner growth, and humility. The work reads as the articulation of ideas cobbled together from the internet, and suffers thereby from a lack of philosophical depth and insight.

Dr Kapoor claims he has published fifty books to date. If his translation of one of the cornerstones of Sikh thought, held in unqualified esteem by Sikhs, is an indicator of his philosophical depth and internal awakening, then I feel embarrassed. Based on that book, I would unflinchingly dismiss his entire published oeuvre as asinine and superficial, unequal to the philosophical heights he has set himself, and that Sukhmani Sahibji demands.

Now, if the principal of the college produces such work of staggering ignorance and a regurgitation of others’ work, then what quality and depth can be ascribed to his students’ productions?

To put this into perspective, one of Dr Kapoor’s students who interacted with me to produce their thesis, was repeatedly questioned about the source of their insights, so advanced were they in comparison with any sources Dr Kapoor used. Ofcourse, the student was under strict instructions not to divulge my input to Dr Kapoor or his cohort, and passed their PhD, but not without some interrogation.

Focus of this essay

Dr Ranger and Dr Kapoor are Chairman and General Secretary of the British Sikh Association respectively. Together, they are in the process of raising one million pounds sterling to fund the creation of a Sikh regiment in the British Army. Furthermore, Dr Ranger has stated that he is against the creation of an independent Sikh state, citing the ‘fact’ that the Sikh Gurus themselves never asked for or advanced the idea of such a state.

It is with this statement on the Sikh state, made by Dr Ranger, that I take issue in this essay titled ‘Jackals and Tigers’.

I do so by way of sharing some basic historical facts as well as the precise meanings of (many an) inaccurately translated words.

Misinformation has led ‘Singh’ to be translated as ‘lion’, when in fact it means tiger. A tiger is larger, bigger, stronger, more intelligent, and exemplifies a thoughtful predator, in comparison to a lion.

(Babbar) ‘Sher’, is the word for lion in the north Indian languages. ‘Singh’ refers to a tiger in the same languages. Thus, it is extremely embarrassing to hear ardent forthright no-nonsense Sikhs laying claim to a higher value by proclaiming themselves as ‘(Babbar) Sikhs’. In doing so, they concede to being weaker, less powerful, and less intelligent than the tigers they really are.

The Sikh confederacy following the death of Maharaja Ranjit Singh was identical to the confused, contradictory, self-indulgent, and obstinate Sikh groups of today (including across the diaspora).

These fragmented and egotistical groups are very easy to manipulate. Praise and aloofness pay dividends in further dividing such groups and, historically, we can see this in the massive Sikh losses during the two Anglo-Sikh wars.

Tigers became jackals, readily accepting praise, gifts, and promises of glory-rule before the Anglo-Saxons first war against them. After that the second Anglo-Sikh war was a foregone conclusion. In-fighting, self-importance, finger-pointing, and a holier-than-thou attitude meant that regardless of all the prayers offered up the Sikhs got their butt smacked.

For many years now, I have been at pains to amalgamate the various Sikhs groups within the UK, and I feel honoured and privileged to see such a configuration finally taking shape. This began with the dismantlement of the Khalistan movement, and then the formation of the Sikh Consultative Forum (now the Sikh Council). The process of getting the Sikhs to operate under one umbrella is organic, but it is slowly taking shape.

I always have to remind myself that Sikhs are not born hypocrites. They are born honest, sincere, and truthful, even when being so is to their own detriment. Thus, diplomacy does not come to them naturally. However, diplomacy is what is needed immediately and urgently.

In the 1970s, when Sikhs sought their own country, I stood on the sidelines and realised that lions were once again about to be betrayed by jackals. Each group within the Khalistani movement was back-biting the other. Each uttered phrases from the Sri Guru Granthsahibji (Sikhism’s living Guru [their holy scriptures]) parrot-fashion, and tried to out-manoeuvre the others. Standing on the sidelines, I could see how easily they were going to be broken apart from within, and betray others.

Ignorance led the movement, arrogance dug the graves, and the naive became the corpses.

As a Sikh, standing on the outside looking at the massacre the Khalistani movement triggered on its own defenseless people in Panjab, there is an immovable pain seated deep in my psyche.

A self-trained army that out-manoeuvred the raider Abdali Shah after he almost decimated them is the legend heard and spoken about as far as Vietnam – whose own forces took sustenance from Sikh valour, and who deployed similar small-group attack tactics in their success against the Americans.

But what happens when Sikhs have to work together as a large unified group?

During the setup of the Sikh Consultative Forum I strenuously indicated that the formula I supported and advocated was one in which there was a formal head (at the time it was my nomination Bhai Mohinder Singhji of Soho Road Gurdwara,) and a figurehead, to whom the former would be answerable. Albeit that the figurehead of the organisation would hold no power within the constitution, the formal head would not be able to deliver the agreed consensus of the Forum without the prior approval of the figurehead.

Sadly, the position of figurehead was never established. But, just as I imagined, and as is the norm with such things, the Forum underwent – and will continue to undergo – reformation and realignment, and of course renaming, I also indicated at the time the Sikh Consultative Forum was established – and still do – that each Sikh who wishes to interact with government must lodge an agenda with the Sikh Consultative Forum and share the outcome of the meeting with it.The Forum must then distribute this information, and all such updates, to each constituent gurdwara. Did this ever happen? Like hell it did. But I live in hope.

If my indications had been followed through with, and such a structure established, then today I would not need to reprimand Dr Ranger and Dr Kapoor.

Admonishment

The United Nations’ definition of a country stipulates that it must have its own currency, language, law, and defence, amongst other things. Twice, once during the time of Guru Arjandevji (the 5th Guruji) and then again during the time of Guru Tegbahadurji (the 9th Guruji), the exact emblems of an independent country were established and flourished for the time.

So, for Dr Rami Ranger to state on his webpage that he does not support a Sikh independent state and that the Sikh Gurus never had or argued for an independent state amounts to rank ignorance masquerading as self-indulgent importance. This is the same Dr Ranger who has a doctorate from Khalsa College, Harrow, under the aegis of Dr Kapoor’s. And let’s not forget that this is the same Dr Kapoor who is the general secretary of the organisation Dr Ranger set up. One does not need an ‘ology’ to evaluate the veracity of the doctorate in question.

If either of the two gentlemen feels I am wrong, then they are welcome to take me to court, and we’ll examine their literature using current anti-plagiarizing software to determine the veracity of their work.

I humbly suggest that Dr Rami Singh Ranger remove the ignorant remarks attributed to the Sikh Gurus and Sikhism’s desire to enjoy self-determination.

And let’s not lose sight of the fact that Indian states are, and to date function as, independent sovereign countries within a federal framework called India.

Dr Rami Singh Ranger’s remarks on his website are more to do with selling himself as a poodle of the British government via whom he receives plaudits and accolades.

Why is it that I as a Sikh do not need a British Empire honour to make me feel a sense of self-worth?

If both gentlemen’s self-worth is only measured by how many accolades they can secure from the British then my best wishes are with them.

However, can they please be kind and considerate enough not to make factually inaccurate statements in order to curry favour with their British masters?

The Turban, The Skull Cap (Kippah), The Hijab, The Cross and the Sanitary Towel & The European Court of Justice

So harrowing is the nature of the European Court of Justice ruling on banning religious insignia, I start this blog with a Christian Prayer.

Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

The ECJ this week announced the beginning of the massacre of all non race-Europeans and non-Christians in the race-European empire that extends across Europe, north America, south America, Australia, New Zealand and Tasmania.

This much anticipated genocide of non-Christians and non-race-Europeans has been a long time coming. The piece-meal effigy justifying falling levels of morality, and a new generation of hate-philosophy-led global radio talk shows and newspapers of the race-European empire has finally arrived.

As a child, I witnessed the bloody massacre on both sides during the Kikuyu and east African call for independence.

As a child, I witnessed the family’s move to India, my enduring fear of its invasion by China, and Pakistani aircrafts flying over the border town of Panjab where we lived.

As a child, following our move to London, England, I saw the signs ‘No Irish. No Wogs. No Blacks. No dogs’, displayed in the windows of boarding houses.

As a child, I endured abject race hatred at school, on the streets, and in parks and shops. Adults physically punched me – a child – and many landed kicks in the side of my midriff or on my back for being a ‘Wog’ and having the long hair of a Sikh. I was always being told with venom to ‘go back where you come from…’.

As a child, I heard Enoch Powell’s ‘rivers of blood’ speech. I can still, even without closing my eyes, see the hatred in that man’s eyes. As a born-psychic I saw the statement becoming truth: of Europe leading the way in butchering all non-Europeans limb from limb; and consigning others to concentration camps where rape, starvation and death will be administered slowly and deliberately.

For me, then, the judgement by the ECJ against people wearing religious insignia and symbols including the turban, skull cap and hijab is a promise foretold.

Race-European, the only human race of psychopaths, will finally rid the lands it occupies of all non race-Europeans.

Congratulations. Please, all the journalists who spew venom and hatred, I humbly request that you pat yourself on the back for a wonderful, successful campaign. Your hatred, your psychopathic aspiration, is bearing fruit; and sooner than even you anticipated it will turn into a reality.

However, there are the odd twists and turns before your aspiration is fully and finally achieved.

The first thing that will happen is the marketing of a medicine that turns the proper developed humans among us into sub-humans, i.e. where they lose their pigment and become pigment-less like race-Europeans.

The next thing that will happen is the demand that women cannot be employed if they are still on the menstrual cycle. After all, women are less productive when they have PMT and are menstruating. And of course, post-menopausal women lose their ability to function at the same pace as men. But don’t worry, because a medication will permanently stop periods; and child conception, gestation and birth will be carried out in commercial incubators, housed in warehouses.

These are the futures resulting from race-European mentality and values, as welcomed by Manfred Weber, head of the centre-right European People’s Party, the biggest right-wing party in the European Parliament, who said of the headwear ban “European values must apply in public life”.

The European Human Rights Act of Religious Freedom – through which race-Europeans ritually humiliated other races, cultures and governments – now lies in tatters awaiting its final cremation. Freedom of expression and freedom of religion, once lauded as signs of ‘civilised behaviour’, now seem like used toilet tissue.

Chief Rabbi Pinchas Goldschmidt, meanwhile, cried foul of the ECJ ruling. My dear Chief Rabbi, if your race’s occupation of Palestine had not been so vehemently blood-thirsty then the future of your culture and religion in the race-European empire would not be facing the jeopardy they are.

My dear respected Chief Rabbi Pinchas Goldschmidt, did you imagine Hitler’s régime was a one-off? Have you forgotten the black shirts and Mosley of dear old England? Exactly what made you think that psychopathic hatred had transcended into mature benefaction?

Hebrews, along with all other non race-Europeans are going to suffer the holocaust, repeatedly, in each and every race-European country until race-Europeans either don’t exist or in fact evolve.

It is race-Europeans who will create the artificial intelligence that will enslave humanity.

But will they listen?

Like hell they will.

As for me, I am too old to move out to a non race-European country. My fate is to be murdered by my race-European neighbour.

Is there a way out of this mess?

Yes, but who’ll act globally on the indication I give?

Nobody.

Avtar.

Dignity NOT Equality

What is the western world’s greatest, albeit unrecognized, profanity?

Equality.

Yes, equality.

Profanity: Obscene language, irreligious, unholiness, disrespectful…these are some of the many adjectives used to express what currently passes for the profane.

To this list I add equality.

Equality is one of those buzzwords used to challenge the orthodox, the normative. It implies modernity, and apparently cleaves to the Enlightenment ideas expounded by such pre-eminent European thinkers as Kant – you know, the white men who wrote of equality while wallowing in the largesse of colonial slave-economies.

Equality – a tongue-in-cheek term rolling around in aesthetic articulation and psychological creativity all rolled into one simple word. Fantastic.

Only upon examination does it occur that equality is not fantastic. It is not a word that freed society from its (in)visible chains or gave tradition artistic license to reformat itself. It is a word based on, and shot through with, illusion; a self-contradictory logic that has somehow become the cocaine of intellectual debate.

When race relations were written into British law, back in the 1970’s, I wrote a diary essay rejecting the word ‘equality’ on the basis that it lacked personalisation, albeit that it sounded great in the abstract.

To speak of equality is to enter a tall tower whose foundations are built on sand. Upon entering, you find all differences re-branded, re-named, and re-classified into sameness. Everything is identical.

I strongly object to the concept that you, the reader, are one and the same – are in fact identical – to me.

Let me assume that the ‘you’ reading this is a woman (while I, of course, am a man).

You are a life-giver, created to give life to life. I am designed to take life, without blinking an eyelid. No matter how hard my endeavours, I cannot give life to life.

Nevertheless, you are equal to me. It is not me who is equal to you. The law is very clear on this point. It states that a female is given equality with a man.

If we are equal, however, how come my sexual proclivities are laughed off – and even admired – earning me the epithet of ‘jack the lad’ who sows his wild oats; while you as a woman who does the same are called whore, slut, slag?

Equality, oh equality, where art thou?

Race-European psychiatry begins with birth and ends with death.

Non race-European psychiatry is based on life and death as phases, in a continuum, where death is simply a change of ‘clothing’. Part of the accepted wisdom of this non-European psychiatry is that you can be born as anything, from a minute aspect of an atom, anywhere in the cosmos, to a combination of atoms resulting in large life-forms. In fact, in this reckoning life is not limited to corporeal, material existence. You could be an entity in the higher dimensions, which exceed the limitations of three-dimensional materiality.

Race-European psychiatry is objective and limited. Whereas non race-European psychiatry is subjective, open-ended. To explain the distinction more succinctly: a turtle and a shark are debating. The shark, carrying the potent responsibility of death, insists that breathing without the need to break the surface of the water has advantages that make it a superior life-form. Fish remain safely obscured. By contrast, a turtle, which has limited capacity to remain submerged under water, is a sitting target.

In this example the shark represents a three dimensional world view and objective consciousness. The turtle represents a higher dimensional existence with its out-of-the-water life. The turtle has experience of living on dry land, and engaging with the wonders of that life’s dangers and realities. The shark, regardless of its superior death authority, is never going to experience any of this.

The turtle is woman; the shark, man. Now tell me, how can any logical mind articulate and defend a concept of equality between the two species and life-forms?

This is where dignity comes in. Dignity must be the primary frame within which to make sense of and contain the conflicts engendered between genders, individuals, races, cultures, languages, and heritages.

Dignity: Decorum, distinction, stateliness, worthiness, poise, pride, self-respect, self-esteem, individuality, value, merit, significance, self-importance, sense of worth. These are amongst the many adjectives attached to the term.

I as a Sikh do not need equality with an Englishman. I want dignity. I am born with different emphases and pathways in my DNA. I view life-death from a panoramic vista, whereas Englishmen, in my decades of living amongst them, have an incomplete, narrow imperfect perspective. Additionally, they have a decaying relationship with planet earth, her natural environment, and her internal DNA – deeming her commodities (oil, coal, gas, minerals etc.,) ripe for exploitation, without a thought about how to replace or replenish what’s been raped.

Englishmen have traveled the world, carrying out mass genocide in north America, Australia, New Zealand, Tasmania and much of Africa. Spaniards did the same in south America.

By comparison, I as a Sikh consciously and thoughtfully gave up my own kingdom to eventually free Hindus from one thousand years of rape, pillage and subjugation. The very same Hindus who, upon threats from the Muslims of Jammu and Kashmir in India’s post-independence, embarked upon a mass exodus and left behind their lives, homes, heritage, wealth and dignity.

I as a Sikh nation willingly fought, when asked, and won many a decisive battle with an enemy who had never threatened me nor had any problem with me during the second European war (1939-1945).

So please explain to your own mind how two world-apart systems of thought and being can be pooled under the umbrella of equality?

All they can do is maintain the dignity of their untarnished self.

On online communication platforms I have for some time now displayed ‘Dignity NOT equality’ as my banner.

I move that we collectively champion the replacement of the undignified term ‘equality’ with DIGNITY.

….I am never ever going to be the equal of one who gives life to life….

And to ‘grant’ women equality with the archaic, brute, inferiority complex-ridden, killing-machine of men… well, frankly, if that’s what we aspire to then watch out… as it means nothing more or less than that women should start mindlessly killing men who do not obey their each and every whim!

Equality. indeed.