Monday, 15 June 2015

Scum of the Earth

I attended the 1st National Conference on Communication, Voice and Swallow Disorders in March this year. While one of the speakers there was giving a presentation, somebody sitting on a seat right beside me mumbled,  "The disabled are the scum of the earth. It's worthless working on them"

It was an utterly ridiculous thing to say in a conference where majority of the people were working with mentally or physically challenged people. I'm just glad nobody else heard. So, even though I  was a bit taken aback by the statement as I too wanted to work for the disabled too, I didn't pick up an arguement with this guy because to be honest I didn't have anything to say in order to invalidate his statement. I sort-of kind-of believed it deep down and knew that society at large held the very beliefs as the guy sitting next to me.
But I pondered over this that very day and now I believe its pretty unfair to call anybody scum. I'll try to prove why through this blogpost.


But before diving in let's define scum.

Scum: a worthless or contemptible person or group of people.

So, the disabled  are assumed of as scum because they aren't thought of as useful members to our society- they are worthless and therefore contemptible. They are utterly dependent on the resources of a country which could otherwise be utilized towards something important like I don't know educational projects or infrastructure. Projects that could actually lead the country to some prosperity. However the problem with disability and especially mental disability is that sometimes all effort comes to no avail. Hence the scum label arose.


Others were once thought of as scum too. For instance women and blacks.

What does calling a vulnerable or apparently worthless group "scum" imply? It means that you wished they hadn't been born. That you're just tolerating them as part of your "mercy". And since they are so useless, so scummy,  there really is no point in actually working for them.

Well, I certainly don't think Stephen Hawking or Temple Grandin were scum. Or Oprah Winfrey or Malala Yousufzai. Or Michael Jackson or Martin Luther King. These "scum" turned out to be more useful to our society then the typical non-scummy people horsing around the planet. They refuted the very definition of scum - they proved to be useful. So just because something seems like scum, it doesn't mean it has to turn out to be scum.

When we call something or somebody worthless we immediately have this paradigm formed which warps out thinking into believing that they'll never be of any use, what psychologists say is caused by an implicit stereotype or through unconcious bias. This has far reaching consequences on the stability of society. According to the article hereAdults and even children may hold implicit stereotypes of social categories in which they belong. Without intention, or even awareness, implicit stereotypes affect human behavior and judgments. This has wide-ranging implications for society, from discrimination, to personal career choices, and understanding others in everyday social interactions. If negative stereotypes are present regarding a specific group, group members are likely to become anxious about their performance, which may hinder their ability to perform at their maximum level caused by the stereotype threat 

What if the scum of the earth stereotype hadn't existed so negatively huh? What if we did all we could do to improve the disabled, try to integrate them and then make them not-scum. Surely we'd have more Hawkings, more Grandins, a better world.

Also if the scum should be left to deteriorate because they take too much time to get fixed then what happens when this attitude trickles down to other groups whose recovery or improvement was time consuming or even impossible.

Then cancer victims would be scum too. Since they'd die anyways it would be just sheer naivety to give them the medicine, chemotherapy or the Wish right? 

Wrong. Somebody invested the time, effort and money. Had it not been for them treatments like chemotherapy wouldn't have existed. It would have not been possible to treat cancer in its earlier stages. They didn't throw in the towel and walked out of the lab muttering under their breath "Scum. Scum!" and a bunch of other profanities when they were unable to find the answer at the given moment. They persisted. That is how chickenpox, yellow fever and polio became curable. Which is why I believe  the disabled too can be aided because if in the quest for a cure for cancer if we've gone from nada treatment to a modicum of it then so much is possible.

The elderly would be scum too.  They get sick often. They don't have much time to live either. So don't give them pensions or old homes. Would you deny a home or healthcare to your own parents? I'm glad love exists and most people, actually care about the well being of others. And if the "love" arguement fails to move you then I think Malcolm Gladwell can be of assistance. In his 2008 Newyorker article titled "Late Bloomers" he argues that while some people showcase their talents early in life like all those child prodigies, violin virtuosos and ballet afficianados there is another type of person who becomes successful later like say at the age of 40 or 50 and in some cases 70. This Cracked article here proves how the elderly aren't scum.

And what about children? Child rearing is just so hard and expensive and the children so plain irritating. They're scum too. What'll happen then will we stop working on children too?  I'm not even going to elaborate why that's a bad idea while living in a country like Pakistan because it is already what is happenning.This will.

I'm just trying to say here that if you treat someone like they're stipid they might live their entire lives believing that they're stupid so is the case with scum. It's a self-fulfilling prophecy.

So if you want an earth sans scum you'd better start treating people like they're worth the care, the effort.

Becasue nobody is actually scum.

Monday, 18 May 2015

To Paint (Thy Face) Or Not To

The worldwide cosmetics and perfume industry currently generates an annual turnover of US$170 billion. 

Gosh.
People really use a gargantuan amount of that stuff worldwide. I often debate amongst my family and friends whether we really need makeup to look good. Because:

There are women who have an everyday makeup regimen . Before going to a meeting of the 30 meetings of the day, they touch up their makeup. Even though it is against school rules I see my peers sneakily putting on lipstick.

They believe that their face is a blank canvas and a way to beautify is by painting it. Through makeup they can conceal their flaws and accentuate their features. It gives them that extra oomph.

But then again, it also means that they do not feel comfortable in their own skin sans makeup. Plus, there can also be a thing such as overdoing it.
Yikes


Then there is also the case where when you do not have makeup on and people see the real you.
So hot

But then again, there are girls who don't like makeup much. To them, the face isn't a blank canvas. It is already a painting, a masterpiece. Who in their right mind would muck up a masterpiece with yet more paint. They were born that way and they like it. Okay, the occasional lip gloss doesn't really matter, but not too much. Not too dark. This is as intense as it gets.
~*.{glamarous}.*~

Added bonus: Guys don't like too much makeup and the no makeup-makeup look is trending.  

Although I sort of come in this category I've seen how my makeup loving peers just look amazing. So while the girls who don't put on too much makeup blend in, the ones who love makeup obviously get more attention. 


Blending in

Standing out


Truth be told, I can't really put my finger on as to what is better? No makeup or lots of it. This argument may be used for other methods of beautification. I mean, do people really need to curl their hair for when they are going grocery shopping? Does she really need to be so decorated with jewellery everyday?

I don't know. You decide.

Sunday, 4 January 2015

A Warrior's Neurons: Savour

A Warrior's Neurons: Savour: I have seen so much improvement in my cousin. He's started Ritalin which is an ADHD medication. The results are encouraging. He's b...

My Mind Is A Rut

My maid brought along her daughter to work one day.  I later got to know after enquiring from her that this kid was in the first grade.

Usually my servants' children or relatives would stay hidden in a corner of the house, only moving when my servant instructed them to assist them in their work . These usually children don't make a sound. Do nothing to get themselves noticed. But this kid was different.

It took her five minutes to stand beside me. A further two minutes to start flipping the pages of my book.  I was completing my homework , you see. After a little while she started to ask me some questions. I was too engrossed in my homework to reply properly, ergo I would just mumble a little "Haan," which means yeah in Urdu.

A while later I have her using a pointer on some paper I have given her . I was baffled by what she wrote because, well kids of a maid are supposed to be illiterate right? WRONG. This kid had just broken free of her stereotype and had proved me wrong.

My dilemma was that I assumed. I had one look at the child and without getting to know her more I jumped to conclusions. I trapped her her in my mind in a sort of prison where the other illiterate people I had known in my life lived. I'm not saying illiterate people are criminals or villains to our society. Or that all of Pakistan's lower class is illiterate. In fact many of my maids have been sincere, kind and hardworking people who have had to forcefully adopt the despised occupation because of circumstances. Circumstances like a lack of schooling. The lack of schooling arose because they were female, poverty stricken -and oh I almost forgot-also because of us. Yes, we have also contributed to their illiteracy because we never gave them a chance, didn't realize their potential.

Had we provided them the opportunity, the tools to combat these circumstances Pakistan wouldn't be standing at the 180th number in world literacy rates . Had my mind not been a rut I wouldn't have had misjudged her.

I love how in Regina Brett in "Life's little detours" broke down the word assume in 3 parts as ASS|U|ME. So when we assume we make as (ass) out ASS of  (you) U and (me) ME.

I assumed. ^This is what happened. Maybe this is why Pakistan stands at the 180th number in literacy rate in the world. Because we assumed.

Monday, 22 December 2014

Post 16-12-14: Rising Above The Fall

 
How do you stab a country’s aspirations, hopes and dreams? Well then you let 16-12-14 (also known as the Peshawar Massacre or Peshawar tragedy) happen. I do not need to retell the events of this catastrophic day. We all know that the Taliban entered the Army Public School in Peshawar, Pakistan and killed around 150 people. We all know that at least 150 families were destroyed that day, survivors crippled and a nation in a state of shock and sorrow, the wounds scarring us deep.

The question I will ask you is now what. Now what should we do? Sadly time travel does not exist. We can only move forward and let this tragedy change us all for the better.
Below I have enlisted how we can all rise above this fall:
 
Give: There are a lot of survivors who need blood donations. The school needs money to get refurbished. The families need support emotionally as well. Therefore give in whatever way that you can. These people here are doing a good job at giving.
Stop complaining: Some of you might have been fired or have had received a bad grade on your exam. It’s okay to feel bad about yourself and how it all would’ve, could’ve, should’ve gone better.  But you certainly should not stay in a state of gloom and doom forever. Pain does demand to be acknowledged but you can certainly live with pain (Thank you TFIOS). Plus stuff like getting a bad grade doesn't exactly classify as PAIN. It's just one of life's ups and downs. So it certainly won’t do us any good to our lives by complaining about the petty issues. This is important because there are people who would give anything to have another day back. There are people who don’t have complete control over their bodies anymore. Just think about those school children and their families. That is pain. Please be grateful people.
Sacrifice: In the true spirit of humanity there were some glorious teachers’ of   16-12-14 who when faced with the gunmen said that they’d let them kill the children over their dead bodies. Those teachers were burnt alive. Before saving themselves they hid the 1st graders in cabinets and shielded them. The principal, Tahira Qazi could have ran for her life. Instead she helped some children escape and on the second time she reached school to save the students she was caught and killed. That is how we must learn to sacrifice. Selflessness makes us warriors.
Carpe Diem:  Life is so short. It was shorter for those from the Army Public School. It’s important to cherish everyday because we have no idea what will happen to us the next minute. It is also equally necessary to not let a day go wasted. Having wasted time is common death bed regret. Don’t let it be yours either. Go from this world having bettered it and having made use of the time you have been blessed with.
Pray: Pray for the departed souls and pray for the world. Prayer is powerful. In fact just praying to god and the belief that He will take care of everything helps so much.Read here to find out why we shouldn't doubt the power of prayer. 
 

I hope these pointers do help us rise above our fall .
 
 

Sunday, 12 October 2014

Raise Your Placards: 3 Nifty Things I Learnt at Model UN

Simply put Model UN has become a phenomenon here in Pakistan. Kids are just dying to raise their placards. Our enthusiasm cannot be sated. The country's political instability isn't even an excuse anymore with the delegates amounting to 1000 at conferences. And now it's not just an activity but a serious extra-curricular.

Now I will not say that I'm a an MUN genius. Regardless, these conferences teach me so much. 

So, what exactly did I learn? Well,

Throughout the article I shall refer to the act of participating in Model UN as MUNing and a person who conducts the act as a MUNer.

1. Just Do It
Prepare a speech. Raise your placard. Breathe in. Breathe out. Deliver.

Now that's usually how it's done. What happens if you don't even raise your placard for the fear of your speech not being up to the mark.

I would even end up analyzing my speech for too long and then I'd:

a) Not even try;
b) Someone would say the exact same thing and get applauded for it.

Don't over think it. The good speeches will come. So what if it wasn't as good Malaysia's or France's. You won't even know if you won't just do it.

2. Caterpillars turn into Butterflies

Some delegates may be 14 and they'll be winning their 3rd consecutive Best Delegate Award. Some 20 year old delegates I met stated that they had gotten progressively better and then became good enough to win the Best Delegate Award through trial and error.`

Don't be so frustrated if you don't think you have the skills at the moment. They just need to develop Everyone grows at their own pace and you will too turn from a caterpillar into a butterfly. 

3. You CAN become a best delegate

You can only be an excellent painter if you paint. While painting to some may seem like a God-gifted forte, that is not the case. Malcolm Gladwell explores in his book " Outliers" is that the most extra-ordinary composers, painters, fiction writers ,etc. all gave their particular forte 10,000 hours of practise and that is what distinguished them from their peers.

So, while some delegates may seem like they were born for MUNing you too can be just as good.

Easier said than done? Yes. Impossible? Not at all. Like I said. You can get progressively better. So just like you have to exercise and eat healthy to lose weight you must also  improve your social skills, public speaking and general knowledge about politics. Practise, practise , practise.

I'll end with a quote:


Sunday, 5 October 2014

Savour

I have seen so much improvement in my cousin. He's started Ritalin which is an ADHD medication. The results are encouraging. He's become more focused, his hyperactivity is reduced and yeah he's gotten better at interacting with people.

I can't say he's a neruotypical kid now and that his challenges are ceased but the beauty of having an autistic family member is that you learn to savour the good moments. You do a little happy dance at every milestone reached. And that's what matters.

I think its necessary to appreciate the little things because that makes way for happiness and also a desire to stay involved in whatever you're working with. Our quest for big achievements ,which take longer to accomplish make it easier for us to throw in the towel. And then giving up is harmful too because:
a)  starting over after giving up takes longer; and
b) in the words of Dory from finding Nemo you can't "Just keep swimming".

For the love of swimming, appreciate the little stuff. Savour.