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Helen Prejean writes in DEAD MAN WALKING that Susan Jacoby's view
of Gandhi's concept of SATYAGRAHA is "holding on to
truth" ....Gandhi also called SATYAGRAHA the "love
force" or "soul force" and that the doctrine came to mean
vindication of truth, not by the infliction of suffering on the opponent,
but on one's self. If I believe that this holds true, then it is self evident
that we must approach the world as we would wish it to be through all our
deeds and actions.
ONE OF MY HEROES IS PRIMO LEVI. He is the author of one of my most read volumes, The Drowned and the Saved. From the chapter entitled The Grey Zone, Levi speaks of the death camp experience: "Now, the network of human relationships inside the Laggers was not simple: it could not be reduced to the two blocs of victims and persecutors. Anyone who today reads (or writes) the history of the Larger reveals the tendency, indeed the need, to separate evil from good, to be able to take sides, to emulate Christ's gesture on Judgment Day: here the righteous, over there the reprobates. The young above all demand clarity, a sharp cut; their experience of the world being meager, they do not like ambiguity. In any case, their expectation reproduces exactly that of the newcomers to the Largers, whether young or not; all of them, with the exception of those who had already gone through an analogous experience, expected to find a terrible but decipherable world, in conformity with that simple model which we atavistically carry within us-"we" inside and the enemy outside, separated by a sharply defined geographic frontier. Instead the arrival in the Larger was indeed a shock because of the surprise it entailed. The world into which one was precipitated was terrible, yes, but also indecipherable: it did not conform to any model; the enemy was all around but also inside, the "we" lost its limits, the contenders were not two, one could not discern a single frontier, but many confused, perhaps innumerable frontiers, which stretched between each of us. One entered hoping at least for the solidarity of one's companions in misfortune, but the hoped for allies, except for special cases, were not there; there were instead a thousand sealed off monads, and between them a desperate covert and continuous struggle." For articles and views on eithics go to The Ethical Spectacle.