What George Floyd's Death Means - Or Should Mean - In Bangladesh
When Biswajit Das was murdered in broad daylight by ruling party student thugs, before cameras and journalists and TV crews who broadcast the images, the result was--INDIFFERENCE.
He wasn't one of us. A tailor. He worked with his hands, not his brain.
When engineering student Abrar Farhad was beaten to death, again by ruling party student thugs, BUET (Bangladesh University of Engineering and Technology) students went on strike--then returned to their textbooks and classes.
We had two--at least two--golden opportunities to take the mask off our society, and expose the evil that it is. We could, and should, have gone back to our murderous founding fathers, like the Americans did, exposing how George Washington and his wife had 300 slaves, and that the father of the nation had had his rotten teeth replaced by teeth pulled from his slaves.
One comment from Washington Post: "There are those who say that Western civilization itself ought to be undone--that monuments to people such as these ought to be destroyed because of their participation in an endeavor that included global colonialism and racism.”
Our students are supposed to have a heroic record of truth-telling and fighting for the truth. HOGWASH.
The BUET students, like their parents, are interested in only one thing: money. They’re the cream of the crop, the IQ-wallahs, the child prodigies, the envy of us retards: Envy not the money-grubbers and knowledge-hucksters. The young are as corrupt as the elders. They never study useless subjects like philosophy or history because there's no money in it--even though the subjects are essential for understanding our time and our nation (not a single private university offers these courses).
These students, fresh out of high school, should have set a bonfire to the lying textbooks they had had to disgorge in school exams: the whole nation was behind them.
But it's not too late: We can learn from the American and Western experience of navel-gazing and soul-searching. We have a lot to be guilty of, there are too many facts we have ignored. Last week WaPo published the number of congressmen who owned slaves in the Great Republic. This will not stop. If we take a frank look at our present and past and communicate the ugliness that we see, stop glorifying our crimes and mistakes, one person at a time, quit following the herd...then we stand a chance.
Iftekhar Sayeed teaches English. He was born and lives in Dhaka, Bangladesh. He has contributed to The Danforth Review, Axis of Logic, Enter Text, Postcolonial Text, Southern Cross Review, Opednews.com, Left Curve, Mobius, Erbacce, Down In The Dirt, The Fear of Monkeys and other publications. Somewhat influenced by DHL, he likes to write about the pong of society, as well as its deodorant: He’s tempted at times to describe himself as, and feels himself to be, a pongographer. He is also a freelance journalist. He and his wife love to travel.