The recent debate (January 2014) in the UK press sensationalizing abortion within ‘certain cultures’ is part and parcel of the time-honoured debate flagged up every decade.

The rights and wrongs of the matter I intend to leave as a matter of private discussion between consenting adults in conjunction with the views of their extended families.

But someone has to be blamed for the debacle.

The fault lies fairly and squarely with the male-dominated, female-supported, rites and ritual brigade. Look around you and point to one world religious body dominated by women, run by women, for the female mentality and psyche. Not a single one exists. In each of these self-applauding vestiges of God, we find men running the show, declaring that ‘abstinence’ is Godliness. Yeh right. What next, hidden away from prying eyes, self-pleasure, conducted hidden in closets off the cloisters is a private matter, which that voyeur God only enjoys watching? And how about defecating? Is that not impurity of a God state they claim to uphold? Why is passing urine and defecating an acceptable Godly performance, but self-pleasure, which is equally an emotional-neuro-chemically urge ungodly?

Globally, the problem of gender-selective abortions is a male problem and a male problem alone.

If technology has moved forward enough for gender selection at birth to take place, then what precisely is wrong with that? After all, cyber-organs and limbs are already a reality. Why is a cyber-limb an acceptable possibility yet the same advance in technology bringing us closer to gender selection is somehow ‘the Devil in practice’. Hypocrites.

If families, in ‘certain cultures’ want sons only, then let them have only sons, (and this used to be equally true for the European race too, where every advantage was sought to ensure one had a son over a daughter). Let them spend their hard-earned money creating a biased environment whereby they only have sons. Fantastic. This way another of the global red-herrings will have to gain respect too: male homosexuality. After all, given the dearth of women, these men will have to realign their sexual needs and find comfort in the arms of other men. An instance where a pain in the rear becomes a welcoming passing pleasure dome… two birds, one stone…no?

After all, it has been all those caped crusaders in their ornate magnificent headquarters of holier-than-holy faith shines of ‘spiritual enclaves’ who have masterminded this holier-than-thou ‘male-only God pleasing wonderment’ where only men are allowed entry and ‘women the unclean’ remain outsiders. Wow, what a reality, and not a warped mind in sight.

Which begs the question: why is God not openly decreed gay? After all, let’s face it, it is only socially inept men, the old farts with their barrel bellies who are ‘advanced’ enough to enter heaven. Sod women (Devils advocate here)…if the men from these enclaves had a chance liaison with a woman just what are the chances that they may be inclined to do with her that which they do behind closed doors among themselves…but the point is that women, according to this configuration, will never enter heaven.

And yet without women, these pious privies to Godliness would never take birth. So what does that make women? Devil’s creation of course.

Fits in well, this argument does, with the deluded ‘men-only God-Club’.

So, now the men in our morally high-handed religious establishment who are against abortions, but deem that heaven is a men-only club, are being total hypocrites in declaring abortion as against the will of God.

What bloody God?

And this God, where is this elusive symphony serial plagiarizer of the very tenants of muggery, who has declared, and that too only to the high-brow religious elite, that abortion is against His will. Mass killing of other animal species, and of other humans in the name of one type of God who speaks through this other flock, in a different language, in tandem with a different rite, is somehow an acceptable activity, but heaven help us when abortion is mentioned?

Of course, the holier-than-thou educated, right-wing brigade wheel out the tried and tested argument: the embryo has no choice, it is defenseless. As if the massacre of humans already existing in the world is innocent! Why? Because these humans defecate outside a womb?

The whole argument is led and conducted by the type of individuals who claim they recently participated in an orgy, but when asked for greater details, admit that they masturbated with their other hand for a change.

If that meat meal on your western table is an acceptable ‘murder’ that you eat, when all along you have a vast array of non-animal food to eat, then what is wrong with the selective murder of an embryo if the gender does not fit the family’s bill?

The crass beauty of the western attitude to speak through its backside, on each and every subject, as if it is the only reality, is as stupid as saying that an orgasm is a standard experience. No doubt, one day the white-coat-wearing idiots from the scientific world will define for the rest of the motley crew what passes for a standard orgasm…only for it to be changed a few ‘scientific studies’ later.

Nevertheless, the fact of the matter is that ‘other cultures’ work as a collective unit of decision-making. From buying casual items of furniture to the bigger questions, each and every family member is consulted. But once again, I am speaking at cross purposes. Let’s clarify the basic ground rules first.

In the west, you have ‘me’ and ‘mine’. Where ‘me’ is you and ‘mine’ is your partner. The ‘me’ precludes kids. They are an extra add-on. Then comes the rest of the family. The ‘other culture’ view is where ‘me’ means partner, kids, parents, siblings and their kids, from both sides. Thus, the ‘me’ of the other culture is way more complicated than the ‘me’ of the race European thought.

In the other culture, seldom is anything done without input from the collective ‘me’: from furnishing and clothing, to schooling, careers and marriages. Thus, the combined collective can appear as a pressure cooker system from the outside, and yet when you ask those who are ostracised from such a collective they all would welcome a return to it. The collective is enormously supporting. Which means, rank antagonistic individuality cannot function in such a set up, leading such a person to announce to the outsider that life within the collective is harsh and choiceless. Yes, the collective can only function if all concerned co-operate and co-drive its mechanism. But to claim that the collective is an absolutist and draconian state is not true.

What is true, and I will state this until I go blue in the face, is that the collective does not appeal to all. It, like any mechanism, has individuals who cannot function for whatever period of time within the mindscape of the collective. And all collectives have different degrees of what passes for normal. Guys, we are humans, and thus we are organic. We have not all succumbed, as yet, to becoming clones of the State with chips in our heads to control our thoughts and expectations. Thus, as organic beings we are going to be different. That difference is accommodated in the collective.

If, within a collective, all that is desired is male offspring, then let them have this. One day those sons will scour the earth seeking a female from their own cultural norm, and guess what? They will not find enough females to support their particular morality and cultural practice. Their collective, as has happened in the past and will do so again in the future, will automatically die out.

The world I come from accepts, as a first truth, that it is women whom men cannot be born nor survive without, and not the other way around.

Guys, pressures within the collective cannot be examined as if the ethos of its inclusive culture is identical to the so-called individual of the western world. And in any case, where is this western individual who functions as an independent individual at any given time? Each and every western individual has to cooperate within the set regime of the state collective. In old age, it is the state collective that looks after the individual. Even from finding a partner to birthing a child, the western individual is interwoven with a collective. The collective is the state collective. So, explain to me what is the advantage of the clinical and uncaring state collective as opposed to the collective of the ‘other culture’?

There are no easy choices in this debate. But if fault exists then it lies in the enclaves of those holier-than-thou emissaries of the men-only God clubs where male gay sex is practiced, but women via whom these very hypocrites took birth are somehow undesirable.

Shame on you.

For it is you, with your frosty religiosity who states that woman was made from the rib of a man, or indeed that woman is the undersole of a man’s footwear, and that beating a wife is a man’s right. Why then take the moral high road when a female embryo is terminated, and blame the entire shite on the syndrome of ‘other cultural’.

You, the elite kite flyers from the religious fraternity, are to be blamed for this misogyny. Now, pat yourselves on your back and rightly claim in the murder of a female embryo that you have done a Godly deed. Brownie, nay blood, points you have indeed earned, please collect as you pass Go.

Păssĭm or Passion

I have always had two hobby horses in my life. One is creativity, a middle of the road type of creativity – not for me the ‘art’ of a cow suspended in alcohol in a glass tank. I don’t consider that art, rather a deviant exploitative expression. Yet I defend the right to express that ‘art form’. No, my middle of the road boring creativity is limited to photography, preferably black and white, and oil painting – both self-taught, and both at which I am diabolically bad. God, at times even I cringe at what I ‘create’. My other hobby is happiness, hand in hand with pleasantness, married to politeness. My pet hate is betrayal steeped in secrecy acting as a poisonous chaperone between life-long ‘trusting’ companions.

As you may have guessed by now, my life is narcissistically and tribally merged in questioning and challenging the value of abstract obituaries where intellectual conceptualism masquerading as advanced awareness postures, when in reality it is cocooned in dearth of pure awareness.

Humankind has several cherished bedrocks. The entire species clutches at well-being as a measuring tape where self-opinion is a barometer of self-worth: and of one’s own specialness. Yet there is an amnesic refuge-seeking, so that groups can refuse to countenance the fact that the exact same thread runs through swathes of other human racial groups. This then means that each individual human-animal thinks it is unique and special. If only that was a truth.

It is this misnomer which is the cause of rite and ritual divide.

Let us face a fact. It is written in each and every scripture that killing somebody of a different faith practice is acceptable. Check the Bible. It states this. What, you cannot find the precise line or set of words advocating murder in the Bible? What next? You are going to tell me that Jesus of Nazareth wrote the Bible himself!

If you do find a passage about acceptance of murder in any of the scriptures, written in its original formal language by that religions originator, I will announce you as ‘God’. Because no such nonsense exists in any of the scriptures, at all.

So why the massive differences between humans?

Because we are ignorant of our own ignorance.

In Sikhism, the core essence is the defence of the weak and the vulnerable. Well, not actually. The weak do not need defending. So whence the high self-opinion that you as a Sikh must defend the defenseless? Because of a simple misunderstanding. The simple misunderstanding is to misread the protection of life from death as demanding defence of the weak. A Sikh raises arms against the oppressor to warn the latter about its own destiny with death. For, the mentality of an oppressor is to challenge life itself, thus accelerating life’s collaboration with death. An oppressor has a relationship with death. Its own.

But it is too much of a coward to either cut its own throat or pull the trigger to blow out its own its brains. Let me elucidate. A rock climber without any safety equipment is challenging death. It subconsciously seeks its own demise in as flamboyant a way as possible. Not for this delusional glory-seeker a simple overdose of pills; no, that is too simple, not ‘blazing enough’ in itself. Instead it glories in the perversion of claiming command over death when it has finished the climb not having met death.

If you tell this person to wear a safety harness, it smiles in your face as if you lack courage. In this instance, an adrenaline rush is perceived as courage.

If that is courage then what do we call a mother in a battered relationship, anxious to maintain that relationship because she intuitively knows a father is very important in the rearing of their children? Her choice to suffer mental and physical abuse, hidden from the children, is real courage. No adrenaline rush here. Just pure responsibility.

But why?

I started with the title “Păssĭm or Passion” – here I am using the Merriam Webster dictionary definition about păssĭm. Then, I spoke about the limit of my own creativity. The question men have to ask is that if it were not for the creativity of women, would a man even exist? For life is created by women and not by men. Men are the custodians of a life-form called sperm. But women have the internal capacity to induce birth from the chemistry that they are born with and are guardians of from birth, without the need of ‘sperm’. Men simply expedite the event.

In the creativity of life, men are Păssĭm whereas women are Passion. Passion stands for focus, determination and steadfastness. Man’s creativity is a passive unconcern for the welfare of living and life. Hence the mass killing, whether for commerce or pleasure, of each other and of non-human animals. Women, meanwhile, are motivated, moved and magnanimous in their desire to create and protect life.

Chivalry, gallantry, graciousness, politeness and good manners are some of the attributes that are meant to be automatic to Sikhs. Yet, Sikhs fail in most of these attributes. Men the world over need to consciously re-evaluate their existence in the scheme of creation.

You, as men, are born into a symmetry outside which you cannot exist. Why, then, do you abuse, destroy and de-create creation? I have just read a news item in which yet another ‘discovery’ has been made – that you use both sides of your brain for speech. Oh, wow. Well actually, this new discovery is progress from the decades old ‘discovery’ that one hemisphere of the brain was the speech centre. The item raised a wry smile in me, and I asked, how on earth does this help you as a man when, for whatever reason, you get into a needless argument with another driver about the right of way in European-centric countries?

Until peace has not become your personal mantra, and is input into every aspect of your life, what on earth is the point of ‘discovering’ that there is another planet out there identical to this planet? What, you want to poison that world as Europeans have poisoned this planet. No, it is not humans who have poisoned this planet. That accolade is entirely race European’s achievement.

Action in the form of male Europeans poisoning this planet is also passion, however it is a negative passion. I refuse to accept that race European women want to poison this planet. No, this accolade belongs only to the men of race European. It is they who have to clean up the poison that is strangling life on this planet. But greed as usual will get in the way.

I ask European men the following: what greed-based enthusiasm drives the maternal mothering instincts without which you as a man could not exist, let alone take birth?

European men, and men in general, do not need a lecture in advancing awareness to shame them into facing reality. All they need to do is study the basic principle of womanness.

Mirror the care, compassion and loyalty of the women who on a daily basis you interact with. For, it is women who are the actual teachers of inner awakening. No sod of a bloke sitting cross-legged atop a freezing mountain, his testicles having shriveled to the size of a pea, is going to mouth off a sacred mantra that will trip the light fantastic for you, and you alone, and sod the rest of humanity. Duck that nonsense, guys. Duck it.

Just value the women in your life, that’s all. Just value them.

In them lies true creativity.

And as for my out-of-focus, dodgy, black and white photography, guys, believe me, it is art, but maybe not as you would value it.