(So, following E. Burke's example and reading about this guy:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bhagat_Singh, I decided to briefly write this. This is based off a variety of conversations I had with my mother. However, I should note that the events I'm about to describe did
not happen to my mother in any way, However, It is somewhat based on her experiences.)
I was watching the television, when my mum came home from shopping. I was watching "Mystery Science Theater 3000: It Came from the Ground!" One of those 50's Red Scare films, that featured these ludicrous, oddly sexualized mutated mole creatures, which were created by American atomic blasts. A male scientist was trying to fight them off using a gun (even though it was previously established that guns had no effects on it.) Crow was imitating the scientist's voice "These things are immune to guns. Let's shoot some!"when my mom came in.
"Are you watching that TV show?"
"Yes, I am watching MST3K, Mum.
She just shook her head and laughed. She mostly tolerated my viewings, so long as I attend to my studies, (which I did), and not watch anything too offensive (which I didn't). Actually, I was waiting for her to come home, because I wanted to ask her something.
"Hey, Mum?"
"Yes, Chela?"
" Do you know about a fellow named Bhagat Singh?"
I was browsing the internet, when I read the history of the Indian Worker's Communist Party. Here, I learned that, during the Indochina war, apparently a small faction of the party became para-militarized (as it were), and began to protest the war (even though India had marginal involvement in the war.) I was intrigued by the organizer behind this. Bhagat Singh was apparently a member of the old independence movement, who had turned to socialism, and joined the " Hindustan Socialist Republican Association". He had apparently bombed the Imperial Assembly, and was sentenced to several years in prison. After being released, he became one of the founders of the Indian Socialist Congress, and helped found the opposition to Dominion Status, allied with Subhas Chandra Bose. He apparently worked tirelessly to oppose British (and Congress) interests in the 50's, before leaving and joining the newly founded Communist Party. He still retained a militant opposition to the British, especially in the 60's and 70's.
If I knew so much about him, why did I ask her? Well, just to see if she was familiar with him.
"Oh, yeah, yeah, he's... one of the heroes of the socialists in India. My Dad was familiar with him, and I saw him once speak."
"Really?" I responded
"Means, I saw him. I never actually met him, per se. My dad was a Socialist, but he always favored the Socialist Congress over the Communist Party, because the Communists had a bit of a reputation. Some members of his union were, though."
"Were any of them persecuted?"
"Christopher Lee! No!" Tom Servo yelled, as one of the scientists was consumed by the mole people. I paused the telly, to hear her speak.
"No, the Indian government is more tolerant of communists than the British are."
I had already knew that, given that noted communists fled there, like JBS Haldane, and even non-communists, like Arthur C. Clarke, fled there, due to persecution.
"Anyway, they had invited him to an anti-war meeting somewhere in Thiruvananthapuram (they were living in Kerala at the time) This was 1971 72. They said that Socialist and even some Congress people were going to be there. He had been rather vocal about opposing the war, and especially letting British and French planes land in India. He didn't protest, because he was concerned for my mother and us, especially if he got into a conflict with one of the British guards at the Air Force Base. However, he decided to attend, and brought me and my sister. There, we sat, and watched the local head of the Communist Party chapter come out, a local celebrity, and give the opening speech, denouncing British imperialism. He said something like the British should stop using India to exploit our fellow revolutionaries in Vietnam. He then introduced Bhagat Singh, as a major figure in the fight against imperialism. I knew him somewhat from school, and somewhat from reading"
"Do you remember the speech?"
"No. I remember it was this old guy. He had this beard, and this army style uniform, with a gun. He just talked about how the British corporations and the military kept India down, and that we, those who oppose British interference, should raise up and fight to control their own destinies. He also said that they should not let the British oppress our Vietnamese comrades. I think some of the few Congress people there cringed, but otherwise, it was a huge success."
"Hum. Interesting. Did you ever see him again?"
"No. He died sometime in the mid-70's.."
"1974"
"Yeah, anyway, he lived to see IndoChina liberated."
"That's interesting. Another thing, did your father ever have anything else to do with the communists?"
"Well, he did start to attend their meetings, and even got to meet some American representatives. Of course, he had always had some associations with Communists. He was a major figure in the union, and organized the May Day Parade every year. However, I don't think he ever decided to leave the socialists and join. I think it was a more of a flirtation. He always wanted to visit America though. Remember when we went to UASR when you were young?"
"Somewhat"
" Yeah, that was the first time he had ever visited America, and got to see the collectives in action. He was impressed."
"Interesting story. Thanks, Mom"
I thought about the story for a minute. It's interesting. In the 70's, the communist parties were underground, and they had to resort to the militancy of Singh and others. Now, it appears that it has paid off. The People's Alliance was going to fall soon, and we were about to live under the same conditions as my mother did in India. Maybe I should attend one of these meetings.
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I have no plans to continue, although I could provide more India centric material if you like.