By now, the people of Bangkok have realized that our city governor's ceremony to placate Ganga, the Goddess of the Waters, was at best a temporary fix. A lake the size of Denmark is still bearing inexorably toward the heart of Bangkok. Concurrently with the daily reality show of dogs rescued from rooftops, old people refusing to be moved from everything they've ever known, and boatloads of do-gooding celebrities, another, darker drama is happening behind the scenes.
Listening between the lines of governmental rhetoric, one hears the voices of those who have already written off the present — and are planning how they are going to get away with the aftermath. Groundwork is being laid for blame games. The déluge is being seen as a given, and political advantage has become the holy grail. This is not helpful, as over 500 people have now drowned or been electrocuted — a number vastly higher than the casualties of any of the various bits of political turmoil that have recently afflicted Thailand.
I've mentioned before that there's been a lot of bickering about which floodgates should be opened — and therefore who should be flooded first and by how much. The city and the state have each cited various one-upmanship laws; outraged citizens have been smashing dykes, hoping to let someone else get the worst of it all. Indeed, selfishness and self-interest seem to have come to the fore. The disaster has not brought out the best in us.
A brilliant inspiring speech about how everyone should work together for the common good, followed by thoughtful and consistent action involving all branches of government, would have clinched the deal for Thailand's first female prime minister. Regardless of which neighborhoods got submerged, such a course of action would have made us feel that we were all in it together and would have pushed the "proud to be a Thai" button. Whether such a course would have actually saved lives or businesses one cannot know. But people would have felt a sense of communal destiny. Not only did it have a chance of improving the situation, but it would have been good politics.
Now, the do-gooders in the news are compassionate citizens like Trisdee or our orchestra manager, Pongsatorn, who go out in boats all day long helping to hand out care packages (and even rescue dogs trapped on rooftops.) The army is getting a lot of good press, too, although the prime minister refused to declare a state of emergency, perhaps for fear they'd get too much power and stage a coup.
Here is the conventional wisdom amongst a growing segment of Bangkok's population. The emblem of the democratic party, which is, despite defections by radicals, the main bastion of those with yellow-shirted leanings in this country, is the earth goddess Mae Thorani (Sanskrit Dharani, cognate with the Latin word terra.) In Buddhist mythology, it is believed that when Prince Siddhartha sat beneath the bodhi tree to seek enlightenment, the evil god Mara appeared to tempt him. But the earth goddess appeared and, squeezing a fountain of purifying water from her hair, drove away the forces of darkness.
Now, it just so happens that, during the troubles last year, there was a nasty incident in which blood was spattered by red shirts at the democrat party's headquarters, in effect, polluting the sacred icon. There were a number of things about the incident that could be considered sacrilegious when viewed by those who want to see sacrilege. From that moment on, there were those who whispered that the goddess would exact some kind of vengeance.
Well, the red shirts are now running the country, and guess what? Here's the patron goddess of the democrat party, squeezing the cosmic waters to purify the country and dispel Mara's temptations and put Thailand back on the path of righteousness.
What seems to be as "fringe" as Sarah Palin exorcizing democrats in church becomes almost logical after you hear one of the true believers enumerate the evidence. The flooding, they will tell you, has hit red shirt-leaning parts of the country more than the almost completely democrat leaning south of Thailand — which isn't usually spared the annual inundation. They'll cite all sorts of facts to prove this hypothesis, facts one cannot argue with because one has never thought it might be necessary to disprove such a notion.
Okay, my friends in the west may laugh. But guys, check out that beam in your own eye ... think of the local governments in the U.S. seriously trying to legislate the teaching of mythology in science class ... I refer of course to "scientific creationism" ... a horse of the precisely the same color. Credulity knows no boundaries of race, gender, age, or technological advancement.
Here in Thailand we live in a society where the supernatural does not lurk in the shadows. It is mainstream. The theory I have just expounded above is unlikely to be true. But that it will seriously be believed, and acted on, is fact. And mythology has a way of becoming truth when enough people reiterate it. That is how religions happen, after all. And in Buddhism (which, strictly speaking, isn't a religion) we believe that reality and truth do not necessarily coincide. Buddha's philosophy teaches us that reality is in fact illusion ... that reality and truth are indeed in some sense opposites. And if reality is illusion, it follows that the better illusionist wins.
So you see, on top of the actual drama, on top of the political drama, a third drama is being acted out as well ... drama on the supernatural plane. And it is conceivable that this third level will ultimately be a greater influence on what happens after the waters recede than anything in the other two.
Now, whatever the theory may do for some people's sense of self-righteousness, it is another nail in the coffin for reconciliation.
Now, if *I* were prime minister, which I am not, I would forge a new theory — a new testament — out of the same raw material. There's more than one way to manipulate the data.
Why couldn't the earth goddess be angry at the entire country, which should be nation of brothers devoted to the common good, and be sending this biblical plague to force us all to get along, to turn aside the political differences and "love one another" again? And what if the facts and figures don't quite fit? Make 'em up.
I'll say it now just as I said it under the previous regime: I have always given the government great advice in my blog. However, the previous administration tended to take my advice about a week too late in every case. Their timing sucked — and they didn't win the election.
My advice to this administration is: never underestimate the power of a myth. With the right inspirational words, this potentially destructive supernatural force can be made to work in the government's favor. So get those handlers cracking and you'll come out of this like a goddess yourself.
But aren't we forgetting someone? What about the victims of the disaster? What about doing more to help them? What about more pumps, more food, more supplies? Better science? Less bickering?
What about it?