Monday, October 15, 2012

When Rambo's Villains die: an old post



Oct 31, 2011

In Libya, authorities are deciding how to deal with Col Gaddafi's death and, in particular, his burial. As one scours the back pages of history, when the enemies of the US - with wildly different goals - died, there has always been an ominous chaos over their burial and graves. Many who had been part of the US battle plan, whether they died in direct conflict or not, were dragged into the politics of graves nanoseconds after their death.

Two years after September 11, Bin Laden wrote a poem, "Let my grave be an eagle's belly, its resting place in the sky's ambience amongst perched eagles." Eventually when the bald eagles got to him in Abbottabad, his body was thrown into the sea. The fantasies of a Caliphate-obsessed Wahabi have already become fleeting, as Muslims across the Middle East are juddering the autocrats with democratic protests. The US, as if possessed by the demons of Osama, sought to liquidate his legacy with a watery burial. Uncle Sam wanted Osama dead or alive, not dead and alive.

For the US, it's not for the first time the corpse of its dead political enemies caused such dilemmas. When the American superman was fighting the hydra of Communist revolutions, it had faced similar dilemmas. When Che Guevara was caught by Bolivian and undercover US forces, they had faced a similar crisis of dealing with the body of their nemesis. On an October night when his body was placed on a stretcher, tied to the landing skids of a helicopter, and flown over to Vallegrande, the US was planning ways to "disappear" his body. The men around behaved like a boy who raided his father's closet. CIA officer Felix Rodriguez collected his personal relics – Rolex watches, last pouch of half-smoked pipe tobacco put inside a glass bubble set into the butt of his favourite revolver - before leaving for the US to brief his bosses. His executioner, Mario Teran, took home his pipe. Doctors slit his throat and injected formaldehyde.

Che's death had created Laden-like, Gaddafi-like, confusion about convincing the outside world about how he was actually killed. General Alfredo Ovando Candia wanted to chop off Che's head and keep it as evidence. Rodriguez found the idea too barbaric and suggested that only his fingers be chopped off. A compromise was reached later and his hands were cut off and placed in jars of formaldehyde. Soon two forensic experts were flown in from Argentina and the prints matched those in the file of "Ernesto Guevara de la Serna".

On October 11, Che's body was dumped in a secret grave near the Vallegrande airstrip. The details of the grave remained a mystery for 30 years. His skeleton was recovered, minus the hands, in July 1977 by a Cuban-Argentine forensic team from a two-metre pit along with those of his six comrades. Grave or no grave, for the rest of the world, Che left a variety of impressions. Fidel Castro then rendered an emotional goodbye to his beloved comrade: "If we wish to express what we want our children to be, we must say from our very hearts as ardent revolutionaries: we want them to be like Che!"

When CIA man Sidney Gottlieb landed in the Congo in September 1960, he was looking for the toothbrush of Patrice Lumumba, Congo's feisty first prime minister. He was carrying with him a vial of poison. Before the CIA could reach his toothbrush, a military coup dislodged the government. The CIA abandoned the plot against the man whom it feared to be a rabid communist and the poison was dumped into the Congo River.

The Eisenhower administration continued to fear the man would loosen the grip of the US on natural resources of Africa and his anti-colonialism scared Brussels. "In high quarters here, it is the clear-cut conclusion that if [Lumumba] continues to hold high office, the inevitable result will [have] disastrous consequences . . . for the interests of the free world generally. Consequently, we conclude that his removal must be an urgent and prime objective," CIA Director Allen Dulles wrote. When he was killed in January 1961, the CIA and Belgium came under suspicion. After his arrest by Congolese authorities in December 1960, Belgium managed his transfer to Katanga province under Belgian control. After his arrival there on January 17, Lumumba was killed by a firing squad commanded by a Belgian officer.

Belgian Police Commissioner Gerard Soete and his brother cut up the body with a hacksaw and dissolved it in sulphuric acid.  Lumumba, 35, had written to his wife a week prior to his death: "I prefer to die with my head unbowed, my faith unshakable, and with profound trust in the destiny of my country."

Joesph Stalin's death was equally dramatic but this time not engineered by the US. Radio Moscow told the world on March 4, 1953 that Stalin had been struck with cerebral haemorrhage while in his Moscow apartment (but Stalin was at his dacha). The central committee communique asked the Soviet people "to redouble their unity, solidarity, fortitude of spirit and vigilance in the troubled times". But Stalin had fallen sick a week before the announcement. Politburo members who visited Stalin after his staff told them that there was something wrong with his health decided to not go inside his room as "it would not be suitable to make our presence known while Stalin was in such an unpresentable state." When the doctors were called in, some of them were even scared to check his pulse. "You're a doctor, aren't you? Go ahead and take his hand properly," Politburo member Beria told a doctor. Politburo members kept a night vigil; powerful ones got the day shift. Nikita Krushchev was on night shift when Stalin died.

"Suddenly Stalin stopped breathing. A huge man came from somewhere and started giving him artificial respiration, massaging him to get him breathing again. It was painful for me to see him working over Stalin. I said, Listen! Stop it please! Can't you see the man is dead? What do you want? You want to bring him back to life!" Krushchev wrote in his autobiography. After lying-in-state for three days, Stalin's body was sent for embalming.

After Lenin’s death in 1924, Professor Vorobyev embalmed the body. He inserted an electric pump into Lenin's body to ensure constant humidity. This time the job went to Professor Zharsky, Vorobyev's assistant who spent seven months to embalm Stalin’s corpse. In November 1953, it was placed near Lenin's body.

Following Stalin's death, the party, led by Khrushchev, first secretary of the Communist Party (1953-1964) and premier of the Soviet Union (1958-1964), started admitting atrocities committed by Stalin.  In a "secret speech" at 20th Party Congress he hit out at Stalin. After two years, the party uncorked a plan to remove his physical memories. It set up a speech by Bolshevik old-timer Dora Abramovna Lazurkina at 22nd party Congress. She spoke with vigour: "My heart is always full of Lenin. Comrades, I could survive the most difficult moments only because I carried Lenin in my heart, and always consulted him on what to do. Yesterday I consulted him. He was standing there before me as if he was alive, and he said: 'It is unpleasant to be next to Stalin, who did so much harm to the party.'"

Khrushchev rose to the occasion by reading out his plan remove Stalin's remains: "The further retention in the mausoleum of the sarcophagus with the bier of J. V. Stalin shall be recognised as inappropriate since the serious violations by Stalin of Lenin's precepts, abuse of power, mass repressions against honourable Soviet people, and other activities in the period of the personality cult make it impossible to leave the bier with his body in the mausoleum of V. I. Lenin." His body was buried with other lesser leaders near Kremlin wall and obscured by trees. A granite stone at the Generalissimo's grave reads J. V. STALIN 1879-1953.

Nicaragua's most respected guerrilla leader, Augusto Cesar Sandino, whose ragtag rebels fought US Marines during the 1930s, was killed by the US-backed dictator General Somoza. According to Sandinista lore, General Somoza's assassins cut his body into pieces and delivered his head to Washington as a token of loyalty. General Somoza scattered his body in different locations to confuse searchers and ensure that his body would not be found by his supporters.

Dead bodies have another life as symbols. Histories are often rewritten, quoting these dead in and out of context. There are more remains of St Francis than a single human being could ever offer.

The men who are theoretically gone are not politically gone.  Many of them have busted a cherished myth: death kills. Even without a tomb, Sandino's hat, his boot, his writings continue to groom national identity.  The US might have ensured Che died young, but Che still inspires anyone who questions circularity of history. On the wall of a public telephone office of Vallegrande is the graffiti saying "Che - alive as they never wanted to be."

The strangest legacy of Che was left on CIA man Rodriguez. "Che may have been dead, but somehow his asthma -a condition I never had - attached itself to me.  To this day, my chronic shortness of breath is a constant reminder of Che and his last hours," wrote Rodriguez.

Gaddafi has been moved from an industrial freezer tomb to a more discreet one. With the death of Gaddafi, who had a love-hate-relationship with the US, democracy is all set to grow like a green zaitoon tree in the Arab street, threatening many pro-US regimes, giving the US another set of chronic shortness of breath.

Vadra's Media Warriors: A Story From Deep Freezer


 


An investigative story on Robert Vadera was filed over an year ago but never found its way to the India Today pages for the reasons best known to its editor Kaveree Bamzai. The story, taken out of deep freezer, still has lot to say. Pushed to wall by the activists, the media is now forced to act.

 Shafi Rahman Shafi.Rahman@intoday.com 
expressreporter@gmail.com
 
date:11/3/11 at 5:12 PM
to Kaveree, M, Ranjit, me
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From being a low-profile exporter of blings, Robert Vadera, son-in-law of Gandhi family, is expanding his business interests at a pace at that will envy any businessman. In the process, he has sewn up partnerships with big and small business houses, while amassing assets and properties running into several hundred crores.

His assets, associations and fitness obsession have been part of Delhi’s feisty rumour mill for long. But even by those standards, what India Today investigation has unveiled is much bigger. The companies owned by Vadra have among its assets acres of land in Congress-ruled states like Delhi, Rajasthan and Haryana, enjoy partnership in top-notch business hotel in the capital and own premium flats and plots in National Capital Region.

Vadra companies have ventured into real estate business in tier-three cities. But his intention to turn the properties from agricultural to non-agriculture land use raises questions. The changing of land use from agricultural use to non-agricultural use had caused political tensions in many parts of the country, especially in Haryana and Uttar Pradesh. The conversion from agricultural usage to non-agricultural usage spirals the price of the land.

In 2007-2008 Sky Light Hospitality, with Vadra and his mother Maureen Vadra as directors, purchased agricultural land measuring five Bhigas and 12 Biswas in Sohna tehsil of Haryana for 7,94,00,000. “The land is in the process of conversion from agriculture to non-agricultural usage. Your directors hope that the project will yield good profit to the company in the future,” Vadra wrote in the director’s report of Sky Light Hospitality.  In 2008-09, the company acquired land in Bikaner for Rs 79 lakh and in Manesar for Rs 15.3 crores.

The Skylight Realty Private Limited, another company owned by Vadra asnd his mother Maureen Vadra, with a paid up capital of Rs 5 lakh, made fresh investments in land and property in 2009-10. “The company has paid remuneration to the directors and also appointed well experienced staff member in the field of realty. In order to create attractive profit on flat booking services of the property broker also were obtained,” says the director’s report of the company written by Vadra. In 2009-10 the company marked a profit of Rs 2.44 crores more than double of its profit in 2008-09 of Rs 1.11 crores. The earning per share of the company also shot up to Rs 489.95 from previous year’s Rs 22.25. Vadra also received Rs 60 lakh as renumeration for his role as the director of the company.

In the same year company purchased flats land in Palwal in Haryana for Rs 4,220,000 and Hayyatpur in Haryana for Rs one crore. Flats were booked with Ramaprastha Builders, DLF Ltd and Endure Realty for Rs 3.09 crores. In 2009-10 company added agricultural land in Bikaner, Rajasthan, to its kitty worth Rs4,786,760. It also bought B-1115 Aralias apartment for Rs 8,941,650. Another Rs 9,383,324 was spent on furnishing the apartment. It also spent Rs 52,320,000 for acquiring 7 flats in Maganolias, a DLF property. It also paid DLF Estates Rs 50,682,427 for its Capital Green property. The company has Rs 6,237,957.48 as fixed deposit in Standard Chartered bank.




Another company with Vadra and Naureen, the Real Earth Estates also went on huge purchase of land in tier-three cities in 2009-2010. It spent Rs 58740170 for purchasing land in Hayatpur, Hassanpur, Bikaner and Mewat. The company also set aside Rs 12,190,000 for buying a plot in the capital’s posh Greater Kailash. The company also received Rs 5 crore loan from the DLF. “The company has entered into joint venture arrangements with Sky Light Realty Private Limited. Very soon company hopes to enter into the field of construction. Necessary legal formalities are being completed in this respect,” says Vadra in the director’s report for 2009-10.

Another firm, under ownership of Robert Vadra,Sky Light Hospitality had entered into a partnership agreement on 20 Dec 2009 with Saket Courtyard Hospitality after acquiring 50 per cent shares for mere Rs 5 crores. The DLF is another partner in the firm. “The company has contributed Rs 5 crores as contribute capacity as partner. The business for property at Saket is managed by Hilton International,” says Vadra in the director’s report. The Hilton Worldwide had opened the doors of the first Hilton Garden Inn in the Asia Pacific region in December 2009, its latest addition to the brand’s portfolio of nearly 500 hotels worldwide.

The company also spent Rs 79,500,000 and Rs 153,844,500 for buying property in Manesar in 2008-09 and added another land worth Rs 7,956,530 in Bkaner in 2009-10. The company balance sheet for 2009-10 shows that a land at Maneasr was sold and Rs 50 crore was received as advance. The Sky Light Hospitality also received Rs 2.5 crores as unsecured loans from the DLF Ltd in 2008-09 and only Rs 1 crore has been returned as 2009-10 balance sheet. The company also received Rs 5,214,970.54 as interest from fixed deposits during the period.

North India IT Parks, again with Vadra and his mother as directors, bought 85.62 acres and 75 acres each in Bikaner, for Rs 10,211,030 during 2009-10. Silver Breeze, Vadra-owned firm, which is engaged in aircraft leasing business has also purchased agriculture land worth Rs 6,909,262.  The company receives Rs 425,447.56 as interest on fixed deposits. Former Indian Innformation Service officer, Sreenivasan Krishnan is one of the partners in the firm.



Robert Vadra has received unsecured loans from the DLF companies as well as a small-time hotelier in New Delhi. In 2008-2009, Sky Light Hospitality, with Vadra and his mother as partners, took unsecured loans from the DLF Ltd, twice -- once Rs 15 crore and later Rs 10 crore. Of these Rs 10 crore loan was paid back in 2009-10.


Vadra has also received unsecured loans from Hotel Golden Tulip owners Carnival Intercontinental. Hotel Golden Tulip is located in the Safdarjung residential area. The Carnival Intercontinental, owned by Gurgaon-based businessman Lokesh Pahwa, gave Rs 1.55 crore loan in 2008-09 financial year to the Sky Light Hospitality.

The unsecured loans of the Indian companies have recently come under scanner as it became a convenient means of paying bribes. The DMK-family owned Kalainjar TV had got into trouble after it received unsecured loans from DB realty involved in 2G spectrum scam.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

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The Muslim checklist wascomplete -- each man had three fistfuls of beard, colourful turbans and trousers that hung just above their ankles. And in an autumn morning visit to the town, in the height of his regime, Shah was moved by the devouts. With his fetish for changing town names, he christened it Zahedan, the city of devots. But Shah had just committed another error of judgement—the men were sikhs and not muslims. The ancient city town once hosted large number of sikhs and the town was called Dozda (thieves) with locals offering many explanations for the name. The more likely explanation is that the city was resting place of thieves and other and much more romantic explanation was the rain soaked water straight through the soil, thereby the ground stole by the water like a thief. The town lived up to its early name during the recent earth quakes when 90,000 tents of the Iranian Red Crescent for the victims were stolen from the town allegedly by the Balluchis. A much more personal explanation for calling it city of thieves is the Zahedan Tourist Inn, where we checked in, which rips foreign tourists off with $147 rooms! Today the town has lost its commercial importance, but has gained strategic prominence as the capital of trouble-torn Sistan and Balochistan province, the only legal crossing point between Pakistan and Afghanistan. A city that will figure more in Wikileaks than in Wikipaedia! As we land in Zahedan, the temperature on the ground is announced as zero degrees. Mahanair (Maha Nair, if you like), flight with shark-grey underneath lands among IL-62s. The Zahedan Tourist Inn is antiseptically clean. Three electric lamps hang low on the counter, making the counter clerks look like chicks in an incubator. Only food available for dinner is “vegetable pizza”. The first dinner in Iran is spoilt. Death to Amrika, Death to vegetable pizza! The only computer with internet connections is slow and Facebook is still faceless. Burqabook, I sigh!
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Try talking to them. Their goofy faces break into girlishness. “I like Shah Rukh Khan but Hindi movies always have similar endings,” says Aida, a part-time school teacher and master’s student in English literature. “Here everyone wants to learn English. Persian is a great language, but English will help you to go places,” she adds. We walk around in the night, allegedly a dangerous thing to do in Zahedan. The policemen in the street keep advising us to go back to the hotel. A lonely tea shop with countless hookah gives us refuge.

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Kerman is ISBT for all those drug peddling camels in the region. They imitate homing pigeon, but at a lesser RPM. Kilogrammes of opiates are surgically inserted into their humps and are left to walk from border to pre-determined places in Kerman. The camels are giving a tough challenge to Iran’s $400 million war on drugs.

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While moving towards Kerman, one gets to cross cultural borders separating the Persians of the central plateaus and the Baluchis, who resemble Pakistanis more than Iranians. Trailing caravan routes of forbidding Dasht-e-Lut, the grey desert is scrambled with flat-top mountains. On the way to Kerman, we share breakfast with a local tribe. We sit around the food, and eleven or twelve of us start eating. There is honey, cheese, minted milk, bread and dates, almost violet in colour. “Hope you like our curd,” says Mustafa, after we finish our olives and order more cheese. Mustafa claims to be hundred-and-three years old but looks much-much younger. Outside Baluchi soldiers in camouflage salwar kameez roam around drinking minted milk. A lonely soldier stands close to wild flowers, as if he is part of a bouquet, ready to be plucked. Kerman is home of the Sufi mystic Moshtaq Ali Shah. The man who added a fourth string to the Setar (literally meaning three stringed instruments). He fell out of favour with local mullahs and was stoned to death after Friday prayers. One can pay homage to the Sufi master at Moshtari-Ye Moshtaq Ali Shah. Kerman National library boasts itself as informational technology centre. But it will floor you with its architecture. A forest of columns supported by vaulted ceilings. The Qajar-era design was purpose built as a textile factory! Wish Coimbatore had Qajar architects.

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The Museum of Holy Defence commemorates Iran’s eight year war with her neighbour. Last letters of soldiers, bloodied uniforms, kalashnikovs, documents from war and an animated model of Karbala V, a celebrated battle. In a glass box the broken hands of the Shah from a mutilated statue are exhibited with vengeance. The Shah’s middle finger is pointed up, in lingua-franca of anger, at the visitors and of course, at the current regime. A college-goer with a well-barbered head appears offering help in English. “See the regime of Shah was important to our generation. The Islamic revolution helped to change his regime and bring in new hope for Iranians,” he says. Then he moves closes and adds “though I don’t believe so”. He’s the man to get chatting with. “How good is my English? I am a student of English literature.” I give him six out of ten and give myself two of ten for uninhibited talk with a absolute stranger.
“I like India, its people and its movies,” he says, a standard line you get to hear often. “Here we are under oppressive rule. We don’t have the freedom to live life as we want. If we speak against the volunteers, we face a tough time,” he says. He recounts the story of a friend who was picked up for his political leanings. “For three days, we didn’t know where he was. Later he turned, badly beaten up.”

He talks about his girlfriend. “She is sweet but stubborn at times,” he says. “In campus if you talk to girls for long the security guards will warn you. We talk to each other through SMS,” he says. Though it never occured to me to disbelieve the stuff he told me, he opens his message inbox to prove the point. “From where you got that funny shirt,” reads the message.
He opens up and goes on with all sort of queries, from mating habits of sub-continent’s adult population to shooting skills of cops in Hindi movies. “See sex and love are important to human beings. We are deprived of all these,” he insists. At times he looks like a victim of Letah, the Malaysian hysterical condition, whereby victims become convinced that their penis was about to shrink inside their body. My only hobby now is smoking,” he says. “May be I don’t need sex. My Government fucks me every day”.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Here’s a prayer, written in blood, for Chollima from the bunker




Everyone, who loves a good revolution, should join this prayer. Dear comrades, our team, the People’s Dictatorship of North Korea, are playing against world number one Brazil, the mighty running dogs of imperialism. And we are the underdogs, tournament's lowest-ranked team, coming in at 105 in the international standings.

The party broadcaster APTN in Pyongyang reported that the only proletarian team received a festive send-off on Saturday, with residents waving North Korean flags outside the airport as the players arrived. Footage showed women waving flowers as the team boarded the plane. Coach Kim Jong Hun promised 'a great success.' In true Communist tradition, North Korea have so far been the tournament's most elusive team, granting few interviews, avoiding photographs and kicking journalists out of what was scheduled to be an open training session last week.The North Korean dark horses - fittingly nicknamed Chollima, after a mythical winged horse - are devoid of big names. We don’t believe in individuals, we believe in class. It’s one for all.

Our party keeps a close eye on the national side's performance. It banned the team from travelling abroad after losses to South Korea and Japan in qualifiers for the 1994 World Cup. We don’t mind losing municipal polls to Mamta Banerjee. After all who wants to be that lady -- may be some female transsexuals who long to be a woman. Being a woman or a Mamta is just an excuse for not playing football.We will fight to win matches. In our only previous World Cup, in England 43 years ago, we became many people's second team as we beat the mighty Italy on the way to the quarter-finals, where we went out to a Eusebio-inspired Portugal, 5-3. We Communists can even surprise ourselves. Anyone remember comrade Valery Borzov, who stunned the American sprinters by winning both the 100 and 200 at the 1972 Olympics? Or East German comrade cum marathoner Waldemar Cierpinski, a virtual unknown, who won gold in 1976 and 1980?

In a pre-game press briefing on Monday, our Coach Kim Jong-hun refused to take any questions from the bourgeoisie Press on politics, broadly defined. "Who selects your team - you or the president?" one journalist asked, creating an Arnab Goswami vs Kishenji situation. FIFA press officer Gordon Glenn Watson grabbed the microphone. "That's a political question. Next question please," he said.

In fact, FIFA should know. During a qualifier match hosted in Pyongyang, North Korean fans became enraged when the referee failed to award Korea DPR with a penalty kick after a controversial play near the end of the match. Demanding a penalty, they rushed Syrian referee Mohamed Kousa, who instead gave a North Korean player a red card. Bottles, stones and chairs were thrown and North Korean fans refused to let the Iranian team leave the stadium on their team bus. Following this incident, Korea lost its right to host the subsequent home match with Japan and the game was instead played behind closed doors to an empty stadium in Bangkok, Thailand. We readily agreed. We were not bowing to the FIFA, it was just a tactical line. But as good Communists, we love closed door matches. Like fiery comrades at the extended central committees, we won the closed-door match. A thousand flowers bloomed at the empty stadium.

Kim Myong-Won usually plays as an attacker. But coach Kim Jong-Hun added him as one of the three goalkeepers, as all the squads must nominate three eligible keepers for the tournament; however, the move backfired, as FIFA revealed that Kim will only be allowed to play as a goalkeeper, and not as an outfield player as had originally been intended. Remember, “tactical lines” are not always successful. Even our campaign to reach football's four-yearly showpiece was not free from intrigue, our favourite trait. Earlier this year we said our players had been poisoned ahead of a 1-0 defeat in Seoul, allegations that South Korean football officials branded as "groundless" and "far-fetched." The North, in a statement, also pointed the finger at the Omani referee. "The match... turned into a theatre of plot-breeding and swindling," the party statement said. Plot-breeding and swindling – we love those words. Did we hear it before from our-own Prakash Karat, resident commissar of AKG Bhavan?

Who said Trotskyism is dead. China is North Korea's chief benefactor, and it apparently respected the wishes of our reclusive leader Kim Jong Il last week when it refused to confirm his secretive visit to Beijing until he had left. A China-based sports apparel maker, Erke, sponsored all of North Korea's teams in the Beijing Olympics two years ago, and it now sponsors the country's football team. The team kept their World Cup jersey under wraps prior to the tournament, sending collectors determined to buy all 32 teams' shirts on a global hunt for the manufacturer.North Korea have been all but invisible in the football fever that has gripped host country South Africa. The isolated nation is probably the least represented in the deluge of flags, jerseys and other gear that has flooded the country. Vendors near Ellis Park, the Johannesburg stadium hosting North Korea's opener, were stumped by requests for the country's jersey embroidered with mythical bird, Chollima, on Monday. "Sorry boss, next time," said a vendor after checking in vain with colleagues up and down the street. After all comrade Mao had warned: Revolution is not a dinner party, not an essay, nor a painting, nor a piece of embroidery.

Unlike the wealthy nations staying in their five star hotels, our poor comrades have been forced to send their players to a public gym for strength training. The players mingled with South African musclemen, smiling graciously, as they pumped iron with their legs. There are others who keep false hopes. “For one thing, I’m guessing no North Korean will score a goal, then lift his jersey to reveal a t-shirt that says “I love Jesus.” And I doubt that a petulant striker will badmouth the coach and storm out of the camp, says sports writer Ed Wyatt.

Poverty leaves North Korea as a team of internationals that don’t even have refrigerators. As North Korean player Choe Myong Ho eloquently stated, “What’s a refrigerator for? It allows you to get cold drinks in the summer. And if you do that, you could catch a cold and not be able to train.” I am going to cheer this guy.

If you have not yet changed your mind to support these guys, here’s one more reason to cheer North Koreans. Our star striker is 24-year-old local committee member Ri Kwang-Chon. Remember, comrade Pinarayi Vijayan is also a Chon.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Left without power




Shafi Rahman
INDIA TODAY July 31, 2008

Last week the Left leaders went into a sulk on a draft released by the World Trade Organisation (WTO). Thundered a CPI(M) statement, "The US is exerting pressure upon India to fall in line and facilitate the adoption of an iniquitous agreement. The US President had called up the Indian prime minister in this connection. The UPA Government should not compromise India's stand at the WTO talks in Geneva."
Rousing words. Just a month ago, they would have been replayed on more than a dozen news channels, sending UPA's muddle managers into a twirl.
This time the UPA Government didn't bother to clarify its position. "We don't expect to get answers nowadays," sniffed a Left leader. Yes, and neither can they count on airtime.
Result? The stars of the Left anti-Government gaggle, who once hung around the Capital waiting to assuage the insatiable appetite of 24x7 television, have now left the air-conditioned comforts of TV studios and the pleasures of pounding Delhi podiums to feel the heat and dust of ground-level campaigning.
So while CPI(M) General Secretary Prakash Karat went to West Bengal and Kerala to explain Speaker Somnath Chatterjee's ouster, his wife and Politburo colleague Brinda Karat travelled to Khammam district in Andhra Pradesh.
Her agenda? To oppose the state Government's plan to suspend the National Rural Employment Guarantee Programme during the peak agriculture season, in the process negating her own comrade and Kerala Chief Minister V.S. Achuthanandan, who advocates a similar suspension of the programme.
Another favoured talking head, Sitaram Yechury, went on a hopping spree to Tiruchirappalli, Bangalore and Mumbai, all within a week. Senior Politburo member M.K. Pandhe, who has been muted by the party after his not-so-pleasing comments on Muslim displeasure over the Indo-US nuclear deal, will travel to Puri in Orissa to attend a CPI(M) function.

It's a story repeated in other Left establishments, once buzzing with hyperactive sound byte warriors. The Revolutionary Socialist Party (RSP) office, formerly a haven of insider stories, is deserted and its General Secretary Chandrachoodan is firmly ensconced in the backwaters of his home state, Kerala.
All India Forward Block (AIFB) leader G. Devarajan is travelling in Kerala and West Bengal. The CPI's D. Raja-for whom the DMK rolled out the red carpet each time he landed at Chennai in the last four years-was arrested and thrown behind bars for protesting outside the Sri Lankan Deputy High Commission in the city on July 30. Only RSP Secretary Abani Roy is in Delhi and is available for interviews. Sadly, few are willing to bite the bait.
Now that television's Circus Maximus is through, the CPI(M) has decided to take its carnival to the streets. The Left trade unions have called for a nationwide industrial strike on August 20 to register their protest against the "anti-people" economic policies of the Congress-led Government at the Centre. The party will also use the Hiroshima-Nagasaki Day on August 6 to protest against the deal.
In Kerala, the CPI(M) has already started its campaign in the Muslimdominated areas, deploying star campaigner and Manjeri MP T.K. Hamza.
The CPI is pitting youth leader Suneer against Indian Union Muslim League leader and Minister of State for External Affairs E. Ahamed, who is expected to seek re-election from Ponnani constituency.
On its part, the UPA Government is moving ahead with its plans to push through economic reforms, including disinvestment of navratnas, once blocked by the Left.
In the past 45 months, the Left had played its role of the enemy within with flair. Of the 300 statements issued by the CPI(M) during its unhappy marriage to the UPA, most of them were peppered with words like "opposing", "criticising" and "advising", meant for the "wayward policies of the Manmohan Singh Government".
Much ink was spilled to demonstrate its pathological distaste for the nuclear deal, while over 50 statements were issued to warn the nation of its foreign policy complications.
The nuclear deal fallout has meant many things to many people. OB vans that stalled traffic at Delhi's Gole Market, where the CPI(M) office is headquartered, have moved on to the next big thing.
Karat, the steel-in-the-spine stalwart, has now been reduced to Mayawati's bhai-that is how the BSP chief addressed him at their last media briefing, recalling how BJP leader Lalji Tandon had received a similar honorific only to be described as Lalchi (greedy) Tandon soon enough by the changeable politician.
If the CPI(M) is unsure about the way Mayawati will behave, fearing she could end up with the BJP, they have less reason to trust their once-and-future-enemy's other former allies as well-the Telugu Desam Party (TDP), Janata Dal (Secular) and Asom Gana Parishad.
In Andhra Pradesh, the CPI(M) and CPI are yet to reach an agreement over supporting the TDP in the state. A major faction of leaders in the CPI is against teaming up with the TDP and is for continuing ties with the Congress in the state. Well known actor Chiranjeevi, who is planning his entry into electoral politics, is seen as a potential Left ally.
The Left parties, in turn, are yet to decide on withdrawing the support of their legislators to the M. Karunanidhi Government in Tamil Nadu after DMK MPs voted in favour of the UPA Government. The central leadership, considering its longstanding friendship with Karunanidhi, is weighing various options.
The CPI(M) will also try to turn the popular sympathy for Somnath Chatterjee into a symbol of its strict disciplinarian ways to offset its political isolation and to show that its leadership is in control of the party apparatus-if not of events in Parliament.
The CPI(M) top leadership will also travel to various zonal party units to explain the decision. In the process, it will reassure everyone that its Leninist organisational structure is intact.
The addition to their frequent flier miles won't hurt. Some compensation at least for the hours lost lambasting the Government on nationwide television screens.

It is 275






Shankkar Aiyar with Priya Sahgal and Shafi Rahman
July 24, 2008 INDIA TODAY

It was the Eureka moment for the Congress. A little over 30 minutes after the trust vote was over and just before the results were declared, Congressman Pawan Bansal excitedly shared a scribbled note with party President Sonia Gandhi.
Even as she read the note, Kamal Nath and P. Chidambaram, sitting right behind her, leaned across to look and let out a collective "wow" which was caught by Rahul Gandhi right behind.
As he whispered the magical 275 figure to his young colleagues, the thrill of the victory, it would seem, was transmitted across the UPA ranks. Victory, though, didn't come easily.
They say a week is a long time in politics and the UPA had to not only keep its flock together for two weeks but weather the gathering storm of unnatural alliances.
The combination of Left and Mayawati on one side and the BJP on the other, particularly at the fag end of its tenure, could have led to complete decimation.
Unshackled from the bondage of the Left, the Congress, it would seem, discovered a sense of purpose just when its survival was under dire threat.
In the two weeks after the Left pulled the plug on July 8, the party found its core and political relevance as its core team worked round-the-clock to get the arithmetic of its politics in place.
The crack team of Ahmed Patel, Pranab Mukherjee, Sharad Pawar, Vayalar Ravi at the centre and chief ministers Vilasrao Deshmukh, Y.S.R. Reddy and B.S. Hooda put together a dossier on 40 MPs across the political spectrum.
These included five from Uttar Pradesh, four from Madhya Pradesh, three each from Gujarat, Maharashtra and Andhra Pradesh, eight from Karnataka and five from the North-east.
The list was culled using friendly political contacts, chief ministers in UPA states and friendly dissidents in the Opposition ranks. The bottom line seemed to be "impossible is nothing" and their credo was "just do it".
Armed with a war chest of promises and promissory notes, MPs, ministers and general secretaries worked the speed-dials on their mobile phones and the country to lure the vulnerable and the amenable. And displaying an astounding strike rate, they got 24 of the 40 targeted in the bag-10 abstaining and 14 voting across the political fence in defiance of party whips.
To get a sense of the magnitude of cross voting organised, consider this: if these 24 MPs were to have voted with their parties, the UPA score would have been 251. Even if one were to dub abstentions as genuine, the score would have been 261, well short of majority.
The contrast was stark. If the UPA team displayed an uncanny sense of purpose, the NDA was in total disarray. Of the 24 MPs, eight were from the BJP, including four from Karnataka where they had just won the Assembly polls riding a popular wave.
If the NDA was missing the presence of a Pramod Mahajan amidst them to effect split second acquisitions, the UPA seemed to have found its version in Amar Singh. The blend of gut-wrenching reality unleashed by the Samajwadi Party MP and the sophisticated but ruthless methods of the Congress brought dividends.
Unlike BJP, the Congress used its best players, not mid-level functionaries and independent Rajya Sabha MPs. The BJP's failure is best reflected in how the Congress snagged JMM leader Shibu Soren right out of the NDA net to add five MPs to its tally.
Soren had been wooed by the BJP which had offered him the post of chief minister of Jharkhand if he delivered five MPs. But even as he dwelled on it, the Congress got his chief whip to threaten a split and offered the post of deputy chief minister to the son and Union Coal Ministry to the father.
It helped though the Congress also reminded Soren that the appeal against his acquittal in the Jha murder case was open to debate. The combination of carrot-and-stick worked.
What helped was that the targets and interlocutors were intelligently chosen and aligned. If Civil Aviation Minister Praful Patel and P.A. Sangma networked successfully to convince the single-MP parties from North-east, Sharad Pawar was used to crack the complex equations.
Getting Omar Abdullah to vote on the same side as PDP was no mean task but it was Pawar who worked on him. Of course, it helped that Abdullah used to stay with the Pawars while studying in Mumbai.
Take the case of the Karnataka MPs. It is no secret that the BJP was uncomfortable living under the support of the Bellary miners. Its solution was to beef up its numbers by getting Congress MLAs to resign and contest as BJP candidates, a replica of how the Congress wrecked the Shiv Sena using Narayan Rane.
Andhra Pradesh Chief Minister Y.S.R. Reddy, who has known the miners, read this as an opportunity to tap and got the Bellary MLAs to work with him to lure four BJP MPs.
Interestingly, barring one, all were former Congressmen and even H.T. Sangliana was lured with a ticket from Mizoram. In their efforts, the party managers have combined arithmetic and politics. The Congress got the numbers and also succeeded in puncturing the euphoria created by the BJP's victory in the Assembly polls.
The campaign was not without hiccups. The weekend before the trust vote, they lost JD(S) and RLD as both Deve Gowda and Ajit Singh found the idea of the third front alluring to dump the promises made to the Congress. Indeed the emergence of Mayawati and the power play by a couple of corporate houses almost derailed the campaign.
Two tactical errors-the unveiling of the CBI case on Mayawati by spin masters and the open attack of Amar Singh on corporate interests almost created a new wall of resistance. Thinking on their feet, the Congress sent emissaries to the corporates.
A senior minister close to the tycoon assured immunity from the SP even as he read the riot act, armed as he was with some "interesting" documents. Just in case the tycoon got ideas. Amar too exercised discretion in his tirade on the battle between the Ambani brothers.
Once money power was neutralised, they worked on the political angle. Almost on cue, CPI General Secretary A.B. Bardhan anointed Mayawati as the future prime minister. That was the political equivalent of setting the cat among the pigeons.
Using the dissident network in the BJP, they spread the word that the emergence of UNPA would threaten the future of the NDA. Suddenly the idea of toppling the UPA Government didn't look all that attractive.
What was amazing is the persistence of the core team. Even though by July 20 evening the UPA was convinced that it had the numbers, it did not stop pursuing its quarry.
An emissary went and met Gowda and Ajit Singh just in case they would change their minds. They didn't but others did. Hooda got Arvind Sharma back while Reddy managed to break two of the five TDP MPs.
In both cases, the chief ministers aligned their local interests and that of the UPA at the Centre. For Hooda, it was important to quell the rise of the Bhajan Lal-clan while for Reddy, cracking the TDP ranks delivered dividends in Hyderabad.
The strategy of the Congress was both offensive and defensive in nature. Even as it worked on bagging new MPs, one group was focused on denying the Opposition the resources. Maheshbhai Kanodia, the MP from Patan in Gujarat, was strongly advised by doctors not to travel but his party needed him.
Former BJP MP from Mumbai, Kirit Somaiya, who was assigned the task of transporting the MP for the trust vote suddenly found no private aircraft available. Wary of the risks, he eventually moved the MP on a regular Kingfisher flight that reached Delhi just before the trust vote. Somaiya believes even the medical advice was doctored by the Congress.
The prime minister, however, kept out of the vote-catching exercise except for one call to the Akalis for support via a "negotiator". But Sonia played her part well meeting only those she wanted to and calling those who needed to be spoken to.
For instance, she made calls to some single-MP parties and to upset Congressmen like R.L. Jalappa, who assured her of his vote. Ajit Singh, who the Congress had tried to soften by naming the Amausi airport after his father Charan Singh, and JD(S) supremo Gowda waited in vain for an invitation to 10 Janpath.
Obviously for Sonia, Gowda was a one-horse party as of the three JD(S) MPs, Veerendra Patil was committed to the Left point of view and Shivanna was in the bag. The saga is not without its share of delicious irony.
While Amar emerged as the face of "horse-trading", it was the Congress that inflicted the maximum damage. Amar Singh caught in the worry of keeping his flock together eventually delivered just one BJP MP while seven were snared by Congress operators.
Considering the desperation and the means adopted, much could have gone wrong. Indeed, it did seem for sometime on July 22 afternoon that the campaign had come unhinged when the BJP MPs walked in to the well of the House with a wad of notes alleging horse-trading by Congress and the SP.
Even as the three MPs hurled charges at Ahmed Patel and Amar Singh, the Congress core team took charge. As the House adjourned, two teams were put to work. One was engaged in damage control in the media engaging those who had done the sting while the other team ensured that the trust vote was not delayed. The BJP, by then realised, it had been outwitted.
The trust vote saw Sonia in full control. It was almost as if her seat was the control console in the final hours of the trust vote. It was pre-arranged that those shy to press the "wrong" buttons in the presence of their party colleagues would not use the electronic voting system.
They would use the voting slips and vote in the lobby. That plan too was not without drama. Just before the vote, TDP MPs-D.K. Audikesavulu and M. Jagannath- bagged by Reddy to vote for UPA got cold feet. While Jagannath managed to use the electronic voting machine, Audikesavulu was cornered by Yerran Naidu.
Abdullah and another ally, AIMIM leader Asaduddin Owaisi, who spotted this and signalled Sonia. She then despatched two Andhra Congress MPs, Renuka Chowdhury and Madhu Yaskhi to bring back the lost vote. Audikesavulu managed to defy the party whip and add to the UPA tally of 275.
The victory won't be without a price though. Already the signs are visible. The DMK has extracted a new affidavit in the ongoing Sethusamudram project case throwing up a new controversy on the Ram Sethu. In a few days, Manmohan Singh will have to accommodate Soren and the SP demand sheet is yet to be attended to.
Then there is the "notegate" scandal, which the Speaker will have to address. Already the CPI(M) and the BJP have both demanded that the tapes be made public and called for a high-level probe into the charges raised by the three BJP MPs.
It is early days yet but the Congress is clearly prepared to pay the political price of this arithmetic victory. After all, in free market economics or politics, there is no gain without attendant risks.
—with Shyamlal Yadav, Stephen David and Amarnath K. Menon
ENTERTAINMENT DEMOCRACY
As politicians get transformed into art forms, a country fixated on Bollywood and cricket celebrates the elevation of another spectacle.
There was Lalu Prasad Yadav asking his cow who would win the vote of confidence-for the record, the sacred but silly animal picked the wrong hand. Here was Amar Singh deploying all his poetic skills-the UPA was in a bloom and would wipe out the Opposition with a broom.
And yes, that was indeed L.K. Advani saying the Government was in the ICU. In the two-day television event that the vote of confidence became, ratcheting up the viewership of the otherwise somnolent Lok Sabha TV, the Bollywoodisation of Indian politics was complete.
Both in the Lok Sabha and outside, politicians stuck to the film formula. There were vintage songs, delivered by the nautanki specialist Lalu; an angry young man speech flung at his detractors by Omar Abdullah; the unveiling of a bashful beauty in Rahul Gandhi (sorry about the gender but the Lok Sabha doesn't have enough women); and repeated assaults on the great patriarch (so what if Somnath Chatterjee looks like a giant teddy bear and sits on what looks like a shaadi ki kursi?).
There was even the BJP rushing to the Speaker with a kahaani mein twist—their displaying of Rs 1 crore in the House being the equivalent of the bride's father yelling, "nahin, yeh shaadi nahin ho sakti".
Add to that a cast of fringe spoilers (Ajit Singh, H.D. Deve Gowda, and N. Chandrababu Naidu) who would do any true Ram Gopal Varma underground noir proud, and it was a blockbuster that was made to order. So was it a hit or a flop?
For those expecting politicians to have higher standards than the rest of this unsettling country, the tele-event was a flop. For those who know that we now live in a performance culture, where each individual is an art form, the drama had everything that was over-the-top, across-the-broad, and beyond-belief.
The joker in the new Batman, The Dark Knight, asks all his victims-to-be: "Why so serious?" Our politicians obliged by making laughing stocks of themselves. Mayawati declared with complete confidence that USA was going to attack Iran while K. Yerran Naidu was convinced that Manmohan Singh had sold India to "The Bush".
Is it any wonder that Lalu is a regular on television reality shows, especially when they require a little help with the TRPs? And that Omar Abdullah is playing himself in a new release this week?
With our actors increasingly behaving like politicians (the number of camps in Bollywood beats the number of political parties) and actor MPs having nothing to say (it was a surprise Govinda turned up at all), it's a good swap. About time television rating points got converted into television-rated politicians.
—Kaveree Bamzai