The Left front, me the dog and Amartya Sen
I'm a dog (now don't give me that I-knew-it-all-along look) and I'm very very hungry. I'm looking for a bone to chew. If I don't get one, I would eventually starve to death.
There were a few men who were playing a game. They had to make me run after them for as long as they possibly could. The person who could make me run for the longest distance would win a prize of 7000 crore rupees. The event was being sponsored by Ramalinga Raju.
So it began. They individually approached me. Some of the men tried to coax me into running, but lazy that I'm, I refused to lift a ear. Some of them promised me gifts and treats, but I didn't budge. One person proposed a 50-50 split of the prize money, but I could clearly make out that he was fibbing. Others tried to bully me, but their brazen attitude only succeeded in attracting a few menacing snarls. Nobody seemed to understand that I was desperately hungry and I needed something to satisfy my hunger. Then, out of the blue, along came this person. One look at him, and I knew that he was different. He seemed to be an intellectual, a very mild mannered and reasonable person with genuine concern for everyone. From his backpocket, he pulled out a really juicy piece of meat bone and dangled it enticingly above my head. I couldn't believe my eyes; I had something to hope for at last. He offered me a deal. He said that he was going to run with the bone in his hand. If I could catch him, the bone would be mine. This was an offer I couldn't refuse. Deal sealed, he said. He started to run, me in hot pursuit, tongue hanging in anticipation. It was only a matter of time before I caught him, I thought, and then I would have the bone all to myself. There was something, however, that he didn't tell me. It was that regardless of my speed, he could always match it. So that I could never really catch him no matter how fast I ran. I, ignorant of this fact, followed him obediently. When he turned right, I turned right, when he veered to the left, I did the same. This went on, on and on. I didn't stop because this person seemed to be a Messiah, my only hope; only he could give me what I wanted. He,of course, didn't want to stop because he wanted to ensure that only he pocketed the lucrative prize. We're still running, even to this day. Nowadays however, we only run in circles.
Nobel laureate Amartya Sen has recently said that he was disappointed with the Left Parties, after they withdrew support to the UPA. “I wouldn’t have regarded this to be as important as it has been made out to be", he said of the deal, "I wouldn’t have thought it is a life and death issue. I would not have thought it is a reason for pulling a government down." He then went on to add: "I really expect the Left to have a bigger role than it has had in keeping an eye on the prize, which is to remove the massive deprivation of the poorest in India.”
It seems that the Left wants some part of the population (specifically, their vote bank) to remain in a state of deprivation. If there isn't a hungry dog, no dog is going to run after the illusive bone which they are offering.
There were a few men who were playing a game. They had to make me run after them for as long as they possibly could. The person who could make me run for the longest distance would win a prize of 7000 crore rupees. The event was being sponsored by Ramalinga Raju.
So it began. They individually approached me. Some of the men tried to coax me into running, but lazy that I'm, I refused to lift a ear. Some of them promised me gifts and treats, but I didn't budge. One person proposed a 50-50 split of the prize money, but I could clearly make out that he was fibbing. Others tried to bully me, but their brazen attitude only succeeded in attracting a few menacing snarls. Nobody seemed to understand that I was desperately hungry and I needed something to satisfy my hunger. Then, out of the blue, along came this person. One look at him, and I knew that he was different. He seemed to be an intellectual, a very mild mannered and reasonable person with genuine concern for everyone. From his backpocket, he pulled out a really juicy piece of meat bone and dangled it enticingly above my head. I couldn't believe my eyes; I had something to hope for at last. He offered me a deal. He said that he was going to run with the bone in his hand. If I could catch him, the bone would be mine. This was an offer I couldn't refuse. Deal sealed, he said. He started to run, me in hot pursuit, tongue hanging in anticipation. It was only a matter of time before I caught him, I thought, and then I would have the bone all to myself. There was something, however, that he didn't tell me. It was that regardless of my speed, he could always match it. So that I could never really catch him no matter how fast I ran. I, ignorant of this fact, followed him obediently. When he turned right, I turned right, when he veered to the left, I did the same. This went on, on and on. I didn't stop because this person seemed to be a Messiah, my only hope; only he could give me what I wanted. He,of course, didn't want to stop because he wanted to ensure that only he pocketed the lucrative prize. We're still running, even to this day. Nowadays however, we only run in circles.
Nobel laureate Amartya Sen has recently said that he was disappointed with the Left Parties, after they withdrew support to the UPA. “I wouldn’t have regarded this to be as important as it has been made out to be", he said of the deal, "I wouldn’t have thought it is a life and death issue. I would not have thought it is a reason for pulling a government down." He then went on to add: "I really expect the Left to have a bigger role than it has had in keeping an eye on the prize, which is to remove the massive deprivation of the poorest in India.”
It seems that the Left wants some part of the population (specifically, their vote bank) to remain in a state of deprivation. If there isn't a hungry dog, no dog is going to run after the illusive bone which they are offering.

