“One may feel, as I do, a sort of aesthetic distaste
for Gandhi, one may reject the claims of sainthood made on his behalf (he never
made any such claim himself, by the way), one may also reject sainthood as an
ideal and therefore feel that Gandhi's basic aims were anti-human and
reactionary: but regarded simply as a politician, and compared with the other
leading political figures of our time, how clean a smell he has managed to
leave behind.”—George Orwell, “Reflections on Gandhi,” Partisan Review, January
1949
“Saints should always be judged guilty until they
are proved innocent,” begins a seminal essay by George Orwell on Mahatma Gandhi, who was assassinated on this date in 1948 by a Hindu nationalist,
just as the “Great Soul” entered a prayer meeting. That first line is a
typically irreverent, you-don’t-fool-me comment from a writer disinclined
toward accepting sweeping cosmic truths, whether given down by religions or governments. All the more remarkable, then, his
equally memorable conclusion, quoted above, on “how clean a smell” Gandhi left
behind in the political realm through the Indian independence movement.
The only comparable instance of a writer won over, despite his
skepticism, by a religious figure or group—at least that I know of—was Francis
Parkman. The epic chronicler of France
and England in North America was at pains, throughout his multi-volume
history, to make clear that it was a great thing that Catholic France had lost
out to Protestant England in the quest to colonize North America. Yet even he had to admire the sheer physical courage displayed by French Jesuits who experienced
torture and martyrdom as they struggled to convert Native Americans in the New
World.
Similarly, though Orwell held no belief in an
afterlife and might be best described as an atheist, he came to marvel at the
Indian activist’s anti-imperialism and his refusal to make class distinctions.
While in London on a business trip last week, I learned
that BBC Radio was running a series on “The Real George Orwell.” I haven’t
noticed any reading in this series of this important meditation on Gandhi,
perhaps because it is not as dramatic nor as autobiographical as others. But
its reading of the man who influenced people the world over in the decades
after his death with his philosophy of nonviolence---especially Dr. Martin
Luther King Jr.—remains scrupulously fair--pretty remarkable, considering how close to the events they were--acute and valuable. That was more than neoconservatives could summon 30 years ago when Richard Attenborough's biopic Gandhi came out, as demonstrated in Jason DeParle's fine essay in The Washington Monthly.
(Associated Press photograph of Gandhi taken in
1946, now part of the New York
World-Telegram and the Sun Newspaper Photograph Collection at the Library
of Congress.)
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