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Marriage is not only not a necessity but positively a hindrance to public and humanitarian work.
- Mohandas Gandhi, quoted in Great Soul by Joseph Lelyveld p.80

Alas, if only the Mahatma had come upon this great wisdom before his marriage he wouldn’t have put his family through so much stress.

Greatness often extracts a heavy price, sadly not from the great one but from those around the personality. Most often, it’s the family that pays the price. History is replete with examples.

Besides Gandhi, the other ‘great’ figure that quickly comes to mind is the Georgian monster and Soviet dictator Joseph Stalin. Like with Gandhi, the dictator’s family, particularly the wife and sons, paid a heavy price.

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It is the duty of every thoughtful Indian not to marry. In case he is helpless in regard to marriage, he should abstain from sexual intercourse with his wife.
- Mohandas Gandhi, writing in India Opinion.
Source: Independent

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In all fairness, Chapter 2 of Lelyveld’s book Great Soul should rightly be described as the Latrine and Feces Chapter given its preoccupation with turds.

So, if you are the sort that gets a hard-on by how Gandhi was repulsed by the stench of the human shit at the Calcutta session of the Indian National Congress in 1901 and how he took a broom and cleaned the latrine, then read on:

There were only a few latrines, and the recollection of their stink still oppresses me. I pointed it out to the volunteers. They said pointblank, “That is not our work, it is the scavenger’s work.” I asked for a broom. The man stared at me in wonder. I procured one and cleaned the latrine…Some of the delegates did not scruple to use the verandahs outside their rooms for calls of nature at night…No one was ready to undertake the cleaning, and I found no one to share the honour with me of doing it. (p.30)

Not just the filth but the blatant untouchability practiced by many Congress leaders, mostly from the South, at the Calcutta session appalled Gandhi.

Well, at least some things never change in India.

If Congress party workers in 1901 were shitting around literally in public and leaving the cleaning up to honorable souls like Gandhi, in 2011 these shitty Congress bastards are doing it figuratively via their corrupt deeds and leaving the cleansing to good souls like Anna Hazare. And the new untouchables for our Congress leaders are the vast masses from whose drudgery our netas are so completely divorced and insulated living as these parasites do in opulent luxury guarded from the  ire of the common man by a phalanx of security guards.

But the shit hit Gandhi’s fan even before 1901. Gandhi was preoccupied with, what we’ll call, the shitty business in India as early as 1896. During a trip back home when the plague was ravaging Bombay, Gandhi was on a sanitation committee in his native Rajkot and inspecting latrines.

The latrines of the rich and the temples, Gandhi found during his inspections, were:

dark and stinking and reeking with filth and worms. (p.43)

The quarters of the untouchables, poor as they were, had no latrines.

In the Latrine Chapter, feces and latrine cleaning collide with untouchability for it was the former untouchables that were assigned this rather unpleasant task of carrying the nightsoil and cleaning the latrines.

It does not seem that Gandhi arrived at the sanitation, shit fixation and untouchability stations on his own.

For heightening the sensitivity of Gandhi’s nostrils to the stench of sanitation and untouchability around him in India, we have to give thanks to the great Russian author Leo Tolstoy, who was still alive when the Great Soul was in South Africa.

A significant event that had a profound impact on Gandhi’s life was the receipt of a parcel from England containing Tolstoy’s book The Kingdom of God is Within You, a rant against the hypocrisy prevalent within the key Russian institutions of church and state.

In a subsequent work What Is to Be Done? Tolstoy makes a pointed reference to the shitty business.

According to Tolstoy, the laws of God will be fulfilled:

when men of our circle, and after them all the great majority of working-people, will no longer consider it shameful to clean latrines, but will consider it shameful to fill them up in order that other men, our brethren, may carry their contents away. (p.38)

What a powerful impact those printed words had on Gandhi!

Would Gandhi have turned into the Mahatma were it not for Tolstoy’s book? Unlikely, we say.

No wonder Gandhi established a settlement called Tolstoy Farm near Johannesburg.

What a Shame
If Gandhi were to be alive today, he’d drown himself by diving head first into a deep human cesspool over the shitty country that his India has turned into.

When it comes to public shitting, India is unbeatable and way, way ahead of every other country in the world. Of the 1.1 billion people that shit in the open, 638 million live in Gandhi’s India. The poor man would have been heartbroken to see this shitistic or this one.

All of Gandhi’s tireless screeds against poor sanitation have fallen by the wayside in independent India. :(

Different Eyes
It’s more than likely that Gandhi’s stay in South Africa awakened his eyes to the filth and social oppression that pervaded India (p28-29).

Lelyveld appears to agree with the author V.S.Naipaul’s remark in An Area of Darkness that Gandhi was “…the least Indian of Indian leaders.” By the way, Aurobindo Ghosh also appears to have held similar views on Gandhi.

In a broad sense, Chapter 2 traces the “sprouting of a social conscience” in Gandhi and provides a brief overview of the caste system and its exploitative nature.

Lelyveld argues that while Tolstoy made a powerful impact in the development of Gandhi’s social conscience, the Mahatma initially was more concerned mainly with social equality within the empire for his merchant and trader benefactors (p.39) and not for the indentured Indian laborers toiling away in the mines and elsewhere in horrible conditions.

In between, Lelyveld manages to dredge up a bunch of incidents to suggest that Gandhi was, to use the feces terminology, a bullshitter (p.38-40), or at least exaggerated his role in some instances, and that untouchability practiced within the Indian community in South Africa did not engage the Mahatma’s attention.

In South Africa, the great social divide for Gandhi, according to Lelyveld, was class not caste.

Lelyveld notes that Gandhi may not have taken up the untouchability issue in South Africa to avoid splitting the Indian community and to prevent further anti-Indian sentiments among the Whites. Who’s to say if he’s right?

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I believe in walking alone. I came alone in this world, I have walked alone in the valley of the shadow of death, and I shall quit alone, when the time comes.
- Mohandas Gandhi
, echoing words from a song by the poet Rabindranath Tagore, quoted in Great Soul by Joseph Lelyveld p.7

By now, even the dumbest of our many readers must surely have heard of the new biography on Gandhi with its suggestion that the Mahatma was an AC/DC.

The book by Pulitzer Prize winner and former Executive Editor of the New York Times Joseph Lelyveld has already raised the hackles of many Indians, who, with little else to do, are in any case forever desperately scrounging for an opportunity to have their hackles raised.

Great Soul has created such a ruckus in India that the book has already been banned in some Indian states like Gujarat.

Over the course of the next 10 days or so, we’ll take a dekko at each of the dozen chapters in the book. And then we’ll end with a summary.

Now it’s time for Chapter 1:

Sorry to disappoint y’all but there’s nothing in the first chapter about Gandhi’s childhood, his parents, family, friends, school days, London days, his marriage or the setting of his birth-place Porbandar.

Zilch. Nada. Zip.

Instead, our first glimpse of Mohandas Gandhi is in South Africa, where he arrives a few months short of his 24th birthday.

Gandhi arrived in South Africa on May 22, 1893 and left in 1914.

Lelyveld makes clear in the author’s note that precedes Chapter 1 that his work “isn’t intended to be a retelling of the standard Gandhi narrative.” His narrative framework is Gandhi as a social reformer and his social vision.

This chapter doesn’t contain much that’s juicy or titillating. Instead, it mostly provides a brief summary of Gandhi’s South African days.

Gandhi came to South Africa as a law clerk to assist in the resolution of a legal dispute between two Muslim traders of Indian origin.

Playing Pocket Billiards?
One of the interesting discoveries we make about Gandhi in this chapter is that of the 21 years he spent in South Africa only nine years were in the same household with his wife and children.

That’s certainly interesting. So, before he took his vow of celibacy (in South Africa) was Gandhi jerking off under the covers or buggering his friend Hermann Kallenbach or neither? It’s unlikely we’ll ever know the definitive answer to that question.

Another interesting tidbit from this chapter is that the honorific Mahatma or Great Soul was bestowed upon Gandhi by the Bengali poet and Nobel laureate Rabindranath Tagore.

Lelyveld also touches upon speculation that Gandhi toyed with the idea of converting to Christianity, a point that the Great Soul always denied later.

The chapter, of course, mentions Gandhi’s early run-ins with the racist Whites, particularly the well-known incident when he was ejected from the First Class coach at the Pietermaritzburg train station and the lesser known incident in the court room where he’s asked to remove his turban but refuses.

We also get a sense of Gandhi as a vain egotist when we learn that he purchased the entire first edition of his first biography (by Joseph Doke) to distribute to various people in South Africa and India (p.19).

Tamils will be heartened to know that their brethren constituted Gandhi’s loyal group of supporters in South Africa.

An important lesson we learn from Gandhi’s experience in serving the British cause during the Boer War and coming a cropper on the demands of the Indians in South Africa is that supplication or toadying before the powerful yields not the desired results despite your prostration at their feet.

On the whole, Chapter 1 is nothing more than what the author accurately describes as the Prologue.

So, folks stay tuned. The juicy bits are yet to cum. ;)

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We all know how Gandhi used to sleep naked with young girls at his ashram as part of his ‘experiments.’

Of course, if any of us tried those, ahem, ‘experiments’ we’d be carted off to prison or hauled off to a mental ward. ;)

But how many of us know that the Mahatma might have also been an AC/DC?

As all intelligent SI readers know, AC/DC in slang means bi-sexual.

A new biography of Gandhi by Pulitzer Prize winner and former Editor of the New York Times Joseph Lelyveld has just come out.

Titled Great Soul: Mahatma Gandhi and His Struggle with India, the book, despite being one in an extended line of Gandhi biographies, has some interesting tidbits.

The book releases in the U.S. on March 29 and we will, of course, buy it and review it on SI.

But the sneaky bastards at the Wall Street Journal managed to lay their hands on a copy of Great Soul and reviewed it.

Here’s an excerpt from the Wall Street Journal’s review of the book for all ye voyeuristic schmucks:

Yet as Mr. Lelyveld makes abundantly clear, Gandhi’s organ probably only rarely became aroused with his naked young ladies, because the love of his life was a German-Jewish architect and bodybuilder, Hermann Kallenbach, for whom Gandhi left his wife in 1908. “Your portrait (the only one) stands on my mantelpiece in my bedroom,” he wrote to Kallenbach. “The mantelpiece is opposite to the bed.” For some reason, cotton wool and Vaseline were “a constant reminder” of Kallenbach, which Mr. Lelyveld believes might relate to the enemas Gandhi gave himself, although there could be other, less generous, explanations.

Gandhi wrote to Kallenbach about “how completely you have taken possession of my body. This is slavery with a vengeance.” Gandhi nicknamed himself “Upper House” and Kallenbach “Lower House,” and he made Lower House promise not to “look lustfully upon any woman.” The two then pledged “more love, and yet more love . . . such love as they hope the world has not yet seen.”

They were parted when Gandhi returned to India in 1914, since the German national could not get permission to travel to India during wartime—though Gandhi never gave up the dream of having him back, writing him in 1933 that “you are always before my mind’s eye.” Later, on his ashram, where even married “inmates” had to swear celibacy, Gandhi said: “I cannot imagine a thing as ugly as the intercourse of men and women.” You could even be thrown off the ashram for “excessive tickling.” (Salt was also forbidden, because it “arouses the senses.”)

Source: Wall Street Journal, March 26-27, 2011, p- C10 (print edition)

If Gandhi was an AC/DC, that would not diminish his stature as one of the most interesting personalities of our times.

Truth be said, monogamy and heterosexuality are fairly modern contrivances in the long history of Man.

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