Lets un-Green Renewable Energy

Renewable Energy seems to have an identity crisis. Lets talk wind farms for the time being. Renewable Energy has an environmental cost as well as a socio-economic one. Land is required, communities are impacted. There is an overall life cycle cost that has to be calculated.  Development is intricately intertwined with Energy Access. Energy poverty causes ‘real’ poverty. Industries need power, coal is in abundance in India but again social issues and allocation matters have crippled the sector. Energy is geo-political and part of the securitization discourse.

Renewable energy needs structural support and real policy innovation. It needs to have a change of mind concerning the tone in which it is dealt currently in India. It is about energy, ultimately powering communities. Remember the joyful smile on the face of the old man when turbine powered bulb lights up in the film Swades?

Mustafa Centre: A South Asian Expat’s Pilgrimage Centre

Mustafa Centre and its founders are the stuff of folk lore of the Singaporean Indian Community. From a small store in the 1970’s as my mariner uncle tells me to a behemoth on the entire Syed Alwi Lane, Mustafa has come a  long way. A recently read a couple of articles in the Indian Media on Mustafa Centre. It hit upon the right notes; it is crowded, a package tour ‘tourist’ haunt, can shop for veggies and masalas from Chennai at 3am in the morning. I agree with all these observations. For a recently returned Indian Expat from Singapore, Mustafa means a lot more. It means a one stop shop, and a place to buy masala maggi and badam milk for me. But it is not the most inexpensive place to buy stuff, in Singapore. Convenient but not Cheap, i would quip.

A place to hang out on Deepawali and Hari Raya eve, having dinner at Usman and having chai at Mustafa Cafe at 2.30 am with friends. Priceless moments.

By the end of my stint in Singapore, i had a mind map of Mustafa at the back of head; what is available in B2 to where can i grab a bite on the top floor. The eateries around Mustafa- A Sagar Ratna to Bombay Cafe to Salimar- the menus were learned by rote.

A microcosm of South Asia can be found at Mustafa Centre with chirps of Bangla, Urdu and Tamil making up the cacophony which is a delight to my ears. It is a unique diaspora experience. The next cup of chai at Mustafa Cafe has to be soon.

De Mystifying Skyfall : Positioning Bond in the Post Networked Era

Once a person has read social theory in Grad School, a person simply cannot avoid analyzing a piece of art through a simplistic layman’s prism. His vision towards life is ‘informed’ of social facts and realities which the sociologically ill informed cannot see. As it is an Intellectual Burden, or so I was taught in School.  I do not agree with this elitist perspective (most sociologists are leftist thinkers, hence the paradox). But social theory does certainly present us a theoretical grounding to detect where the meta narrative’s wagon wheel is heading towards.

I am a huge fan of the Bond Franchise; as I have grown up with the Nuclear Terror of ‘Golden Eye’ , The Media shaping Global Politics in ‘Tomorrow Never Dies’ , a very Rupert Murdoch esque character, which meant that Bond had moved in to the post Cold War era. ‘The World is Not Enough’ and ‘Die Another Day’ had themes of Renewable Energy and Oil Pipeline Politics (The World is Not Enough), where Sophie Marceau killed it as the potential Oil Baroness (Stunning Diva too). Eclectic Themes, i must admit.

The Daniel Craig Films of ‘Casino Royale’ and ‘ The Quantum of Solace’ dealt with the themes of International Money Laundering and Terrorist Financing. Very contemporary in the post 9/11 regime, with terrorist incidents effecting capital markets, hostile takeovers and intertwining with terror from ‘Non State Actors’. Quite Relevant.

Skyfall is a Bond Film with a difference. Must lengthier, much slower in pace. Sam Mendes has made an effort to capture the finer elements of characters with dry British Humor and a dash of detail, usually absent in this particular genre of Cinema.  An intelligence sector based drama, taking the spy business’s home and re-evaluating the necessity of the craft in today’s networked world where, a single IT programmer can disrupt transportation networks as in the case of the London Tube. Or Rig an Election, terminate a target in hostile territory as Mr. Silver (Javier Bardem), as a rouge ex MI6 Agent attempts to do and succeeds to a large extent. The target here is not the British State, but his ex boss ‘M’ played with class by Dame Judi Dench. The film captures the vulnerability of our times, in overly connected world, we are robust yet incredibly fragile.

The film starts off in the Bazaars of Istanbul, quite a sight reaffirming after Ek Tha Tiger (a Bollywood Spy Thriller starring Salman Khan) that Turkey as a soft power is growing in currency. Well Erdogan with AKP is not doing badly with an extrovert Foreign Minister.  Istanbul is on my itenary to visit next certainly. The film gravitates from Turkey to London back to the East with breath taking views of the Shanghai skyline and Macau exotica.

The attention of the film is on Britishness and London. Its the best infomercial for the capital that i feel is better than the Olympic Games in my opinion. And Bond is the Best British Cultural Export since the Beatles. ‘M’ in the Parliamentary inquiry spoke about the relevance of ‘fighting the shadows’ in a extremely decentralized enemy. The ‘Q’ in Film quipped about doing more damage in pajamas over a cup of earl grey in the morning than what a field agent can do in a year. The Element of Scottish Independence is recognized in the film, with the Scottish Spirit alive in the film. A very British, but Glocal Film.

There are various intellectual strands woven together in a thrilling narrative in the film but the few lines of poetry that ‘M’ orated in the Parliamentary Inquiry encapsulates the essence of the film :

Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
– Alfred, Lord Tennyson

The Rise of the Independent Activist : Good, Bad or Unimportant?

When a society reaches a point in its trajectory in which it cannot trust any ideology or an institution to solve its ailments. There are usually two outcomes which are associated in this sort of dead end. Either Independent ‘Outlier’ emerges as a virus to disrupt the existing status quo. This outlier is very much, a product of the system who is a change agent turned revolutionary. Social Media with its transforrmational prowess to channelize passion and creativity, has been able to lead the surge in Independent digital activism. Wael Ghonem, a Google Executive turned activist catalyzed the Tahrir Square protests, which overturned the Mubarak Regime. We have our own Tahrir Square at Jantar Mantar, with Arvind Kejriwal turning into a whistle blower with an impact. Well how well he does at the ballot box is no consequence as long as the existing system is being shaken not stirred.

Julian Assange exemplifies the embodiment of an activist with seismic presence. One man can shake up the world of Global Intelligence like no other. Similar Modus Operandi of Kejriwal is yielding early fruits. Things can get toxic, but the impact matters. Every person who has a perspective, has a passion for change with a twitter account or a blog is an activist in his own right. Whether one has ten followers or a million, activism is a marathon and not a 100 m dash.

Independent Activists matter for one reason, they do not play by rules of the game and are not afraid of the power of special interest groups. Although there is power in numbers, often a single soul can rally a million towards cause de resistance to see an event happen that might trigger a chain reaction where other ‘free radicals’ might join the movement of reform whatever the agenda of the day is. Ideas have consequences, well independent activists are often citizens spreading the valid word.

Remember Mandela, Gandhi and to a lesser extent Arafat. Change is here, if we can see it happen.