Pattali Makkal Katchi – The Party for the Laboring Masses, literally - PMK is a political party in Tamil Nadu, founded on the holy principle of working for the uplifting of the presiding caste of the party. It started off as demanding more benefits and recognition of the caste within the State. Transport Corporations and Districts were named after prominent good people of this caste. There was mass felling of huge trees along the highways, as a means of blockading the state apparatus into making the above said concessions during the 1980s. It all started off there.
And today, the party is prominent in TN & Central politics. The leader of the party is referred to as Maruthuvar Ayya – Doctor ji. The son of this leader as Chinna Maruthuvar Ayya – Little Doctor ji. The latter is the Health Minister in the Central Cabinet.
The party derives its power base, strength from the Northern part of the State.
It takes pure genius to convert a small caste based ideology into a political movement. Hats off Dr. Ramadoss for this.
Dr. Anbumani Ramadoss, as the Health Minister has brought in a lot of new initiatives, bold and very much welcomed by the common masses. The Rural Health Mission, Call 108 for Emergency – EMRI, Ban on Smoking, etc. The list is just characteristic of a young politician who wants to do something when he is in power. In fact, one can admit that it is highly commendable.
Earlier this month, there was a PMK meeting – Ilaignar Uridhierpu Manadu – Pledge Taking Meeting for the Youth, happening in Pallavaram, Chennai. The expected attendance was 5 lakhs ----- yes, 500 thousand!
Pallavaram is a small town just adjacent to the Chennai Airport, with narrow lanes and very bad roads. It is well and very much within the accepted bounds of Chennai, within the City Administration limits. A meeting of such magnitude seemed impossible in such a place.
The meeting started off and there was a huge rush, traffic jams and accidents. The place looked as if a hurricane had passed through the GST road.
I happened to be driving on the GST road that evening. The party workers were little boys in many of the buses. I am sure many of them would not have reached the legal voting age. The hooliganism was just unimaginable. More people were traveling in bus roof tops than in their seats. Unparliamentary abuses for cars and vehicles that obstructed their path. I saw one instance of a MTC driver beaten up for seemingly nothing.
This can be taken as bravado or a rowdyish flourish of so many young people getting together in a gathering of this magnitude. One will certainly feel elated, with or without alcohol, when so many people, purportedly entertaining the same political affiliations, get together to show off strength. This meeting was surely designed to maximize attendance, and hence to show the party’s strength ahead of the elections this year.
What cannot be accepted or digested is the drunkenness of the cadre. The TASMAC shops in the area did roaring business, with people guzzling whatever they could lay their hands on. There was even a riot in one of the shops. This from a party whose leader wants complete abolition of alcohol and tobacco from the country. This was reported in all major TV channels the same evening.
This cant be taken as the problem or aberration on the part of this party. This is the sad state of affairs of Indian politics. The same thing happens everywhere.
While a private company has to take the permission of the City Administration, Traffic Cops and other civic bodies to do outdoor advertisment, political parties are openly allowed to put up banners and other advertisements everywhere, even when they cause inconvenience to traffic.
The audacity of such behavior is just unbelievable. The crescendo is just becoming unbearable in Chennai. The traffic is already choking, and one has to weave around and look out for props and “cut outs.
One is left wondering when a code of conduct for campaigning is going to be implemented in India. When are we going to come out of this large scale chaos?
India is still largely lawless. This is painful, yet forms the foundation of our illusion of our much celebrated democracy.
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