Are You a Decent Person...? A Story for You

IS YOUR DECENCY BEING MISTAKEN FOR WEAKNESS...?

A Parable For You – The Snake and The Saint

By

VIKRAM KARVE 

A decent individual is often thought of as a weak individual.

I have seen this happening throughout my life – in boarding school – in college – and – more so – in the Navy and Armed Forces – where decency is mistaken for weakness – and – decent gentlemanly officers are considered to be soft – whereas bullshitters rule the roost.

Once – a very funny thing happened.

There was a formidable officer with a redoubtable personality – who was a terror – and everyone was terrified of him – especially when he was roaring drunk.

He used to drink heavily – and after a few drinks he became very fearsome and intimidating – sometimes violent too – and fellow officers and sailors were frightened of him – and even his seniors were scared of confronting him when he was inebriated and in high spirits.

One day – this officer changed his ways.

He turned a new leaf.

He gave up drinking – and he became very polite, courteous and decent.

The redoubtable officer had undergone a total metamorphosis.

At first – no one could believe that this brute had undergone such a transformation and become a gentleman.

Then – after a few days – the very same people who were scared of him earlier – they started pushing him around and bullshitting him.

His decency was mistaken for weakness. 

One evening – I narrated to him one of my favourite stories from the parables of Sri Ramakrishna. 

The story is called The Snake and The Saint 

THE STORY OF THE SNAKE AND THE SAINT

A group of persons from a village went to a holy man – a Saint – who was meditating in a cave in the mountains. 

They were very terrified and complained to the Saint about a large venomous snake who was terrorizing everyone in the village.

The villagers said to the Saint: 

“This terrible snake’s hiss can be heard for miles around. 

This terrible creature mercilessly bites everyone. 

Sir – this snake is extremely dangerous and does not spare anyone. 

The snake attacks even our wives, our children, our cattle, our dogs – the snake viciously bites everyone he sees. 

Even the bravest among us have become afraid to venture out into the fields – which are dry, parched – and uncultivated. 

Our granaries are depleted and empty. 

Our numbers are dwindling from death by the snake – and by starvation. 

Please help us. 

You are a great Guru and you alone can subdue and vanquish him...”

The Saint – realizing the gravity of the situation – went to the village – and then – he walked to the place where the snake lived. 

As he approached the snake – the terrible venomous snake moved swiftly toward the saint with upraised hood. 

The terrified villagers ran away – leaving the Saint to deal with the snake. 

The Saint looked at snake – slithering and undulating – his scales shimmering in the sunlight – dark and shining in his majesty – awesome in his length and his beauty.

“Come forth – O Magnificent One...” the Saint called out to the snake – and the Saint kept looking at the snake with a benign eye.

The snake was mesmerized by the aura and charismatic presence of the Saint – and because of this – the terrible snake suddenly he lost all his ferocity – and – the snake glided towards the Saint and coiled up meekly at the Saint’s feet in obeisance. 

The Saint said to the snake: 

“O you beautiful creature – what is this I hear about you being the scourge of the village...? 

Leave your destructive ways. 

Be good. 

Do not terrorize the poor villagers needlessly. 

Please stop biting them. 

Leave them alone – I request you to stop biting...” 

The snake bowed and nodded assent. 

The snake resolved to leave his evil ways and be good – and the snake promised the Saint that henceforth he would not bite anyone.

The venomous snake turned a new leaf. 

The snake scrupulously kept his promise – and he stopped attacking and biting people. 

The snake began to live a life of innocence – without attempting to harm anyone.

The villagers were very happy – they could move around freely without fear – the fields flourished – the cattle grazed peacefully – and the children came out to play fearlessly.

One day – several months later – the Saint passed by the village. 

The Saint remembered the snake – and he searched for him everywhere. 

After a long search the Saint found the Snake coiled near the root of a tree – the Snake was lying mangled, wounded and half dead. 

The Snake was utterly transformed. 

With all his scales had fallen off – the snake looked dilapidated, emaciated, innocuous, and badly injured – and the snake had sores all over his body. 

The poor snake seemed to be on the verge of death.

“O My Dear Friend – what happened to you…?” the Saint asked the Snake. 

The Snake said to the Saint: 

“This – O Guru – is the fruit of obedience – of being good. 

I obeyed you – I gave up my evil ways – I let the villagers alone – I stopped biting them – I stopped attacking them. 

And – do you know what happened to me...? 

Now – everyone pelts me with stones – they beat me with sticks – even the children tease and torment me – and they drag me mercilessly by the tail. 

But – O Guru – I have kept my promise that I made to you…”

The Saint smiled – and he lovingly said to the Snake: 

“I exhorted you not to attack them – but I did not prohibit you from hissing at them...”

The Snake looked at the Saint – feeling a bit confused.

On seeing the Snake’s confusion – the Saint said lovingly to the Snake: 

“My dear friend – I told you not to BITE people. 

But – did I ever tell you not to raise your hood and HISS at them…? 

I told you not to BITE 

I never told you not to HISS...”

The snake learned a lesson for life – and henceforth – he got on in life quite safely. 

Dear Reader: 

If you are one of those rare decent genteel decent persons – and you do not want to “BITE” people – it is fine. 

But – do remember to “HISS” – whenever it is required...

VIKRAM KARVE

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I often narrated this parable during my Navy Days and have earlier posted it online a number of times in my blogs including at urls: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2010/04/serpent-and-guru.html  and  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2013/02/the-power-of-fear-meaning-and.html  and https://karvediat.blogspot.in/2012/07/bark-and-bite.html and http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2014/07/is-your-decency-being-mistaken-for.html and http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2015/11/how-to-survive-in-military-if-you-are.html etc

Sexual Harassment – Bathsheba Syndrome

SEXUAL HARASSMENT – BATHSHEBA SYNDROME

Musings of a Veteran

By

VIKRAM KARVE

For the past few days – the media is full of news of the sexual misconduct of a powerful “Movie Mogul” from Hollywood.

Powerful persons indulging in sexual harassment is nothing new.

Over the years – there have been umpteen news reports about inappropriate sexual behavior by “successful” and powerful individuals in various organizations – politics, corporates, media, bureaucracy, military, academia – everywhere.  

Many “Leaders” feel that they are “entitled” to “sexual favours” from their subordinates – as one of the “perks” of their “success”.

The power they wield gives them a sense of invincibility – and they brazenly start indulging in inappropriate behavior like sexual harassment.

Such unethical conduct can be attributed to the “Bathsheba Syndrome”

BATHSHEBA SYNDROME

The Bathsheba Syndrome is named after King David and his affair with Bathsheba, the wife of one of his Army Officers.

There are many versions of this apocryphal story – and you can read them online on the internet – so – I will give you just the “gist” of the story, in brief.

One night – when King David was strolling on the terrace of his palace – he looked down – and – he saw a beautiful woman bathing on her terrace.

King David desired the beautiful woman – so he enquired from his servants who the woman was.

His servants told King David that the beautiful woman was “Bathsheba” – the wife of one of his Army Officers – who was out fighting the war on the battlefront.

Overcome by desire – King David sent for her – and – Bathsheba came to him – she had no choice but to obey – because – after all – he was the “all-powerful” King.

King David forced Bathsheba into a sexual relationship and started having an affair with her.

King David then ensured that Bathsheba’s husband got killed on the battlefront by commanding his General to send Bathsheba’s husband to the “forefront of the hottest battle” and then retiring the rest of the army – so that Bathsheba’s husband would be surrounded by the enemy and get killed in the battle.

After Bathsheba’s husband was dead – Kind David married Bathsheba – and made Bathsheba one of his wives.

“MORAL OF THE STORY”

Three salient aspects emerge from this story.

1.  King David used his power to coerce Bathsheba into a sexual relationship and he committed adultery with her. 

2.  He abused his authority to get Bathsheba’s husband killed. 

3.  Then – he used his power to marry Bathsheba.  

There is a saying (attributed to Lord Acton): 

Power tends to corrupt – and – absolute power corrupts absolutely 

The “Bathsheba Syndrome” exemplifies this saying (in the sexual domain). 

A major ramification of the “Bathsheba Syndrome” is “Sexual Harassment”.

Due to Bathsheba Syndrome – some powerful people develop a feeling that it is their right to sexually exploit their juniors.

Ramifications of “Bathsheba Syndrome” include sexual misconduct, adultery, inappropriate behaviour, sexual harassment, sexual assault and even rape.

We constantly see news about powerful people indulging in sexual improprieties.

Such “Sexual Predators” can be seen in all professions – as is evinced by news stories emanating from time to time – “Movie Moguls” – “Media Czars” – “Corporate Big-Shots” – we see sexual harassment cases which are manifestations of the “Bathsheba Syndrome” everywhere.

These “powerful” sexual predators feel that they are above the law – and they shamelessly make sexual advances towards the “objects of their desire” – feeling confident – that their “victims” will meekly succumb and will not dare to speak up.

This silence of the victims further exacerbates the “Bathsheba Syndrome” in the perpetrator and emboldens him to do even more horrendous acts of sexual abuse – even to the extent of sexual assault and rape.

Silence of the “Victims” makes the Sexual Predator feel that he can get away with anything.

An example of this is the recent case of the “Movie Mogul” where the numerous “Victims” of his Sexual Abuse kept silent for many years for various reasons – fear, shame, career advancement etc. – and now – they are suddenly speaking out – after the sexual misconduct of the “Movie Mogul” has been exposed.

Another curious aspect of “Bathsheba Syndrome” cases is that when allegations of sexual harassment are made against a powerful man – the “ecosystem” rushes to protect the “perpetrator” and tries to shame the “victim” by casting aspersions on her character and expressing doubts on her version of the sexual abuse.

You must have observed this “Perpetrator Veneration” and “Victim Shaming” in many “sexual harassment” cases – where “apologists” rush to defend the “bigwig” who was accused of sexual misbehavior while simultaneously trying to tarnish the reputation of the “victim” of sexual abuse.

The Military tends to take sexual misconduct cases seriously (especially “stealing the affection of a brother officer’s wife) and acts promptly against the perpetrators using the “catch-all” offence “conduct unbecoming of an officer” to take disciplinary action against the transgressor.

Women are not the only victims of sexual harassment – even men may be subjected to sexual abuse – in rare cases – by powerful women – or – in some cases – by powerful men with “queer” inclinations who may make unwelcome sexual overtures towards vulnerable men/boys.

You may have seen news reports from time about innocent boys sodomized by perverted sexual predators.

An example of a powerful woman CEO making unwelcome sexual advances on her subordinate in a corporate organization is depicted in the movie Disclosure – an American erotic thriller film produced in 1994 – starring Michael Douglas and Demi Moore – on the theme of Sexual Harassment.

I still remember a quote from this movie:

“…“Sexual Harassment” is not about “Sex” – it is about “Power”…”

Yes – “Sexual Harassment” is about “Power”.

That is the essence of the “Bathsheba Syndrome”.

Dear Reader:

You may have observed examples of “Bathsheba Syndrome” – in society – in your workplace or other organisations – or seen reports on the media – where powerful people indulge in sexual harassment.

During my long stint in the Navy – I did observe a few examples of “Bathsheba Syndrome” – and maybe – if appropriate – I may narrate a few “stories” – sometime in the future.

But – one thing is sure – sooner or later – these “Bathsheba Syndrome” types are exposed for their sexual misconduct – and then – their fall from grace is terrible – they face dishonor – they lose their reputations – they lose all the goodwill they have earned – their personal relationships are wrecked – yes – as we see in the case of the “Movie Mogul” – the fall is devastating. 

VIKRAM KARVE

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How to deal with a Bully – Navy Style “Sugar Treatment”

Humor in Uniform

“SUGAR” TREATMENT 

Story of a “BULLY” and a “SISSY”

A Fictional Spoof

By

VIKRAM KARVE 

Dramatis Personae:

“Macho” Lieutenant “J” – The “BULLY” (a “SADIST”)

“Sissy” Lieutenant “K” – The “SISSY”

The “BULLY” and The “SISSY” – A Spoof by Vikram Karve

This happened long back – almost 40 years ago – in the 1970’s.

On our ship – there was a bully – a “Sadist” – a senior Lieutenant – let’s call him Lieutenant “J”.

Now – a Naval Lieutenant is equivalent to an Army Captain – and those days – you remained in the rank of Lieutenant for 8 long years before you were promoted to Lieutenant Commander – equivalent to Major.

And – after you were commissioned as a Navy Officer – you became a Lieutenant after 3 years – so it took you 11 years to become a Lieutenant Commander.

But – suddenly in the year 2006 – the AVS Cadre Review Bonanza changed everything – and now everyone becomes a Lieutenant Commander in just 6 years service – and the prestige of rank has been diluted.

Those days – on a ship – except for the Captain – and Heads of Department (XO, EO, LO) – all officers were Lieutenants – and – of course – sometimes there were a few under-trainee Sub Lieutenants and Midshipmen too.

As I told you earlier – Lieutenant “J” – the Gunnery Officer – was the senior-most Lieutenant in the Wardroom.

And – there was Lieutenant “K” – the Senior Engineer Officer – who was the junior-most recently promoted Lieutenant.

Lieutenant “J” was more than 7 years senior to Lieutenant “K”.

Lieutenant “J” was a Cadet Entry Executive Officer with an imposing personality and intimidating manner – he was one of those ‘quintessential’ haughty puffed-up “macho type” ex-Military School, ex-NDA officers – who thought they were prima donnas in uniform.

Lieutenant “K” was a rather meek looking docile Direct Entry Technical Officer – who had been directly commissioned as a Sub Lieutenant under the University Entry Scheme.

The contrast between the two Lieutenants was stark.

Lieutenant “J” was a terror on the ship – as he moved around with a pompous swagger – full of bluster and bombast – bullshitting the hell out of anyone who came in his way.

Lieutenant “K” was a simple unpretentious officer – a thorough professional engineer – who kept to himself – and who quietly performed his duties efficiently – and did his job in a humble modest sort of way.

Lieutenant “J” was a sadistic bully – he had a terrible reputation of ragging and physically abusing his juniors – and one heard all sorts of scuttlebutt about his brutal exploits – maybe bilge – but the gossip was so scary – that most officers kept clear of him – and the Sub Lieutenants and Midshipmen were especially terrified of him – as they heard wicked rumors that Lieutenant “J” was a “bum bandit” on the prowl for “peg boys”.

Lieutenant “J” made life hell for sailors too – they steered clear of him – and – in fact – some sailors even avoided going on liberty when Lieutenant “J” was on duty – in order to avoid encountering Lieutenant “J” on the gangway – and risk the danger of being put on charge for some trivial issue.

Lieutenant “J” took special delight in bullying Lieutenant “K”.

Maybe Lieutenant “J” had some wicked ulterior nefarious designs for which he was trying to subjugate Lieutenant “K”.

Or maybe Lieutenant “J” liked to target Lieutenant “K” because he was a University Entry Officer – because Lieutenant “J” thought himself to be a “cat’s whiskers” cadet entry officer and he considered Lieutenant “K” a lowly “poltroon” who did not deserve to wear stripes.

Once – in full view of sailors – Lieutenant “J” belittled Lieutenant “K” by publicly shouting at him.

Lieutenant “J” shouted at Lieutenant “K”: 

“We cadet entry officers go through the full tough grind – I got screwed for 6 years in military school – then we were rogered for 3 years at NDA – then toiled as a sea cadet – sweated it out as a midshipman – and then I got my stripe after so many years of jiggering – and you ‘dope entry’ buggers just walk into the Navy with a stripe on your shoulder.”

“Sir – how does entry matter – once we are in the navy – we are all equal officers...” retorted Lieutenant “K”.

“You consider yourself equal to me...? My foot..! You are a bloody sissy who can’t even take charge of your sailors – just look at the way your engine-room sailors move around in a bloody slothful manner – you are a bloody disgrace to uniform – a sissy with zero OLQ…”

Lieutenant “K” felt humiliated at being insulted in front of sailors.

But – Lieutenant “K” did not want to get into an argument with Lieutenant “J”.

So – Lieutenant “K” walked away – and – he went straight to his boss – the Engineer Officer (EO) – and Lieutenant “K” complained to his boss the EO: 

“Sir – ever since I have come – Lieutenant “J” has been talking to me in an insulting manner – and today he humiliated me in front of sailors…”

“Go and tell the Executive Officer (XO) – he is the Head of the Executive Department – XO is Lieutenant “J”’s HOD – so you must complain to him...” the Engineer Officer (EO) said.

The EO had no guts to admonish Lieutenant “J” – so he passed the buck to the XO.

Lieutenant “K” went to the XO – and he complained to the XO about Lieutenant “J”.

“Go to your EO – he is your Head of Department – an officer must always come through his HOD...” the XO said.

“Sir – I had gone to the Engineer Officer – he told me to come to you since you were the HOD of Lieutenant “J”…”

“Don’t act like a bloody sissy and come crying to me – you are an officer – so you sort out your own problems yourself…?” the XO bullshitted Lieutenant “K”.

The fact of the matter was that both the EO and XO were scared of Lieutenant “J” – though both the EO and XO outranked Lieutenant “J.

As I told you earlier – Lieutenant “J” had an imposing personality.

And to add to his “macho” image was his impressive motorcycle.

Yes – Lieutenant “J” had a mighty Bullet Motorcycle which was his prized possession.

Lieutenant “J” was passionate about his motorcycle.

Lieutenant “J” had “jazzed up” his motorcycle with all sorts of glitzy adornments, ornate accoutrements and fancy gadgets – shining electroplated exteriors, klaxon horns, showy lights, special wheels etc – in a word – his motorcycle looked magnificent.

On Sunday morning – at around 11 AM – Lieutenant “J” was seen kicking his motorcycle and driving off in style.

As usual - Lieutenant “J” had painted the town red on Saturday evening till past midnight – slept late on Sunday morning – woken up around 10 AM – hurriedly got ready – and as per his Sunday routine – Lieutenant “J” was on his way to the Mahalaxmi Racecourse for the Sunday races.

Lieutenant “K” smiled cannily – as he saw Lieutenant “J” drive off on his motorcycle – and Lieutenant “K” too decided to go ashore.

Lieutenant “K” did not have a vehicle – so he would walk down to Colaba – spend some time browsing on the Causeway – have a Biryani lunch at Olympia – and then maybe see a movie at Regal or Eros – then spend the evening loafing on Marine Drive.

When Lieutenant “K” returned on board ship in the evening – he saw that Lieutenant “J” had lined up the OOD and the Duty Watch Sailors near the Gangway – and – Lieutenant “J” was shouting at them furiously.

Lieutenant “J” seemed to be in a foul mood – so Lieutenant “K” quietly went down to his cabin.

Later – when Lieutenant “K” went down to the Wardroom for dinner – he found the “Officer of the Day” (OOD) sitting there.

“Sir – why was Lieutenant “J” shouting on the gangway – did he lose money at the races...?” Lieutenant “K” asked the OOD.

“His bloody motorcycle packed-up – the engine conked-off and stalled while he was driving to the racecourse…” the OOD said.

“So what is Lieutenant “J” so angry about – any machine can fail – surely he can get his bike repaired…” Lieutenant “K” said.

“It’s not so simple – Lieutenant “J” said that his motorcycle engine has seized – the entire system has got fouled up – the mechanic said that the bike required complete engine overhaul or maybe even a new engine – and it’s going to cost him a fortune…” the OOD said.

“Oh – so that’s why Lieutenant “J” is so upset…” Lieutenant “K” said.

“That’s just one part of the story – actually Lieutenant “J” is financially quite well-off – so money is not a problem for him – the bigger issue is that his pride has been hurt – Lieutenant “J” thinks it is sabotage…”

“Sabotage…?”

“The mechanic told him someone put some mucky stuff into the petrol tank – probably sugar…”

“Sugar…? So what happens if you put sugar in a motorcycle petrol tank…?”

“You tell me – you are the Engineer on board this ship – aren’t you…?” the OOD said to Lieutenant “K”.

Lieutenant “K” remained silent.

The OOD looked at Lieutenant “K” – and the OOD said to Lieutenant “K”: 

“Well – in the Wardroom we are not supposed to stand drinks to fellow officers – but – I think I’ll buy you a drink – you certainly deserve one…”

“Drink…? Me…? You want to buy me a drink...?” Lieutenant “K” asked, surprised.

The OOD said to Lieutenant “K”:

“Well – let me tell you about two unrelated incidents: 

1. The Steward reported to me that a bag of Sugar is missing from the Pantry

and

2. The Quartermaster told me that you went ashore early in the morning – at around 5:30 – even before “Hands-Call” – and he saw you walking on the jetty – near the vehicle park…” 

Lieutenant “K” smiled like a Cheshire Cat – but said nothing.

For some time – Lieutenant “K” remained silent.

Then – Lieutenant “K” smiled at the OOD – and he said to the OOD: 

“I think I will have that drink…”

“Sure – but you better be careful – Lieutenant “J” is sure to find out the truth – and then – he will have a go at you – so – you keep a sharp lookout…” the OOD warned Lieutenant “K”

“Let him find out – he won’t do anything – Lieutenant “J” is a bloody bully – and all bullies are cowards…” Lieutenant “K” said.

“What do you mean…?” the OOD said.

“Have you read the novel “Godfather”…? Or – have you seen the movie “Godfather” starring Marlon Brando…?”

“Yes…”

“Do you remember the horrific “horse-head” scene – where the movie producer finds the bloody severed head of his horse in his bed…”

“Yes…”

“And the arrogant producer is so shaken up – that he meekly submits to Godfather Don Corleone’s request – doesn’t he…?

“So…?”

“Well – this time I fingered his motorcycle. Next time – who knows what will happen…? And – Lieutenant “J” knows this…”

On seeing the cold unemotional manner in which the meek-looking Senior Engineer Lieutenant “K” spoke these words in a soft chilling tone – the OOD felt a tremor of fear himself.

On a ship – it is difficult to keep anything secret.

“Scuttlebutt” spreads fast.

Soon – and soon the ship’s grapevine was abuzz with the story of how the docile looking unpretentious Senior Engineer Lieutenant “K” had deflated the Haughty Gasbag Lieutenant “J” – by giving him the “Sugar Treatment”…” 

The Docile “Sissy” Lieutenant “K” had “slam-dunked” the Sadistic “Macho” Lieutenant “J” nice and proper.

To cut a long story short:

From then on – the “Pompous” “Macho” Lieutenant “J” kept clear of the “Coy” “Sissy” Lieutenant “K” 

And – after this episode of “Sugar Treatment” – everyone on the ship treated the Senior Engineer Lieutenant “K” with healthy respect and admiration.

VIKRAM KARVE

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This fictional spoof was written by me Vikram Karve more than 2 years ago on 16 April 2015 and posted online by me earlier in my Academic and Creative Writing Journal Blog at urls: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2015/04/humor-in-uniform-sugar-treatment.html  and http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2015/05/how-to-deal-with-bully-navy-style-humor.html  and  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2015/07/humor-in-uniform-macho-sissy-and-sugar.html and http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2015/11/bully-and-sissy-humor-in-uniform.html and  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2016/04/humor-in-uniform-slam-dunk.html and http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2016/06/humor-in-uniform-sissy.html and http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2016/11/humor-in-uniform-sugar-treatment.html etc