The Globalized Village

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The Globalized VillageL. Rajiva, AlterNet

October 21, 2003

The road from Madras to my hometown Vellore in the southern part of India makes

for a bumpy ride, regardless of one's choice of transportation -- be it a sturdy

socialist-era Ambassador car or a newer lightweight import, a crowded dirty bus

or an air-conditioned taxi. There are no lanes and the traffic moves erratically

and at will, as the black tar fades indistinguishably into the neighboring sand

and thorn bushes.

 

One side of the road has been dug up as part of the preliminary work for the

Golden Quadrilateral. Hundred-year-old trees have been cut down to make way for

this ambitious national highway that is expected to span the length and breadth

of the country. My mother claims that this summer feels a lot hotter thanks to

the ceaseless construction. But to what avail this additional three degrees of

boiling heat in July when the monsoon fails? Nobody pays attention to the two

lanes we have now; why should they care about getting four more?

 

Another sign of " progress " along the way is the Hyundai factory. It is one of

the many gleaming new buildings -- including medical colleges catering to

non-resident Indians (Indians who have emigrated outside their country) --

dotting the road in this part of the country. Globalization is alive and well in

the villages of India.

 

The meals on the trains used to be served in moistened banana leaves that were

plucked in front of you and thrown away after; today they are wrapped in tin

foil or come in plastic or cardboard containers like the cheerfully colored

juice packs. The Suzuki-owned Marutis have been joined by a wide array of

foreign makes. I read of high-flying elite and their Porsches and Mercedes Benz

-- although why anyone would risk taking them out on an Indian road is hard to

imagine. I see the plastic knives and forks and cloth napkins in a small town

restaurant, internet access in little shops and booths everywhere you go, a

small but well stocked air-conditioned supermarket with shopping carts, bored

store girls and wide empty aisles.

 

For a foreign-returned Indian, these symbols of " progress " soothe one's guilt

for leaving behind the millions who live an attenuated existence in these paddy

fields, huts and impoverished villages. It makes us feel that, finally, the

world is getting better thanks to technology and capitalism. The campesino and

the conglomerate are working hand in hand as the free market triumphs again.

 

But the gaudy veneer of liberalization is wafer-thin. Lurking beneath is a

darker picture, easily visible to anyone who truly wants to see.

 

Let's take the Hyundai factory as an example. Ever since it opened for business,

water has been in short supply for miles around. The locals don't have the water

to drink, cook or bathe. In the scorching heat, this shortage is not an

inconvenience but a death sentence. This past year, the death toll from an

unexpectedly hot dry summer reached the thousands.

 

How does globalization feel when you have to walk a mile to the well with a

squalling infant tugging at your sari and nothing to cover your head from the

ferocious sun except a thin piece of old cotton? The Hyundai factory guzzles

water, electricity and land. But it's good to have something more than the

trundling old Ambassadors to drive around. People tell me it's a fine place to

work. And won't it be splendid to see the Hyundais zip up and down the Golden

Quadrilateral when it's completed.

 

Jobs, transportation and industry are what globalization brings with it for

some, but who stands by to measure the immense fallout borne by everyone else?

The collateral damage of multinational companies cannot compete with the

devastation inflicted by war. Cancun can't compete with Iraq for the media's

attention. But is death from dehydration any less painful than being killed by a

bullet?

 

In the state of Karnataka, small farmers like the campesinos at Cancun have

committed ritual suicide to express their outrage at the destruction of their

lives by multinationals. They are the immediate and dramatic victims of

globalization but the damage is far more widespread if less visible. Some

indigenous medicines and herbs used for centuries are now in the danger of

becoming the exclusive property of corporations eager to patent them.

 

A recent case involved turmeric, the yellow spice used to color rice and other

foods in India. In 1995, two expatriate Indians at the University of Mississippi

Medical Center, Suman Das and HariHar Cohly, applied for a patent for the use of

turmeric as a salve for wounds -- an age-old Indian remedy. The Indian Council

for Scientific and Industrial Research promptly challenged the patent, even

producing an article written in 1953 in the Journal of the Indian Medical

Association that quoted ancient Sanskrit texts that referred to such use. The

patent was eventually withdrawn. But nine other such patents on turmeric have

since been filed. Patents have also been granted for specific uses of other

indigenous products like basmati rice and neem leaves.

 

Intellectual property rights are at the core of the World Trade Organization

debate between the developed and underdeveloped countries. American trade

lawyers argue that since patent laws are not frequently used in poorer

countries, their governments do not understand them. They claim that only new

applications of traditional foods and herbs are being patented, not pre-existing

practices. They argue that without patent protection, drug companies have little

incentive to undertake long-term and expensive research.

 

Hidden behind the rhetoric is of the free market is a demand for the state to

protect the corporation and grant it monopoly rights. And contrary to the

rhetoric of the competitive market, it is the biggest companies -- such as the

pharmaceutical mega-corporations with their wealthy executives and fat profit

margins -- that that will profit most from this type of state protection.

Meanwhile, millions of children are deprived of the simple vitamins that could

save them from disease and death. If the market really worked as it should,

freely, the campesinos would win much more frequently than they do now.

 

But to frame the debate as one between campesino and conglomerate, between the

countryside and commerce is to have already lost the war. For capital-G

Globalization -- like Modernity, Science, Progress, or any other capitalized

abstraction -- casts itself as irresistible and irreversible. Only Luddites,

medievalists, agrarian romantics and the Birkenstock brigade are foolish enough

to stand in its way. These are the straw men created by corporate apologists in

order to dismiss the anti-globalization movement as irrational or adolescent.

 

We need new ways of speaking. Modernity is not the enemy. It is the relentless

nature of a certain type of economic production, which is propagandized and

supported by the state. Without agricultural subsidies, the big farmers would be

out of business, beaten out by the small farmers. The conglomerates would be

routed by the campesinos.

 

The resistance to multinationals is not a resistance to globalization. It is a

demand to retain the perspective of the village, the perspective of all that is

human. What we need today are activists for globalization -- but a humane

globalization, not an inhuman one.

 

L. Rajiva teaches at the University of Maryland and is working on a book on

propaganda.

 

 

 

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