Friday, December 2, 2011

The Memogate Conspiracy:The Emperor's New Clothes!

Honour is purchas'd by the deeds we do
So says Christopher Marlowe. 
As all hell seemingly broke lose in Pakistan in the Hussain Haqqani "Memogate" affair many a clothed people appeared nude. Bereft of the clothes of modesty and fairplay, their ugly inner selves showing grotesquely.Whither honor, whither shame. We in Pakistan as a society appear to be paranoid, delusional, amnesic. We forget the recurring dramas and theatrical albeit tragic plays that destabilise the fledgling democratic governments.Kamran Khan , a top rated anchor seems to have lost his fair reporting and seems to be flowing in with the tide of his television channel.The Pakistan Peoples Party is once again being burdened by the Zardari baggage. And all the king making devils are smiling. So Mr Nawaz Sharif wants Mr Zardari hanged by the 6th amendment?How convenient. Amnesia runs amok. Himself could not change a jail bulb. forgetting the dictator's treatment Mr Nawaz Sharif? How convenient. But then history has a bad habit of repeating itself.
We are never deceived; we deceive ourselves. Goethe.
So poor Mr Hussain Haqqani standing alone for freedom, democracy, polity. He shall however be not sacrificed alone. The emperor has been selected. The new emperor shall wear the new clothes. So the sages will predict. A coup, a change of guards. A few heads rolling. But who will pay the price? The ordinary people? The elite?or Pakistan?
A grim, dim future awaits us. The Ides of March have come to December.Now is the winter of our discontent"
Are you call'd forth from out a world of men
To slay the innocent? What is my offence?
Where are the evidence that do accuse me?
What lawful quest have given their verdict up
Unto the frowning judge? or who pronounced
The bitter sentence of poor Clarence' death?
Before I be convict by course of law,
To threaten me with death is most unlawful.
I charge you, as you hope to have redemption
By Christ's dear blood shed for our grievous sins,
That you depart and lay no hands on me
The deed you undertake is damnable.

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