Gandhi refused to let his dying wife take penicillin yet took quinine to save himself

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The following is a chapter from a sampler of “50 Things You’re Not Supposed to Know vol. 2” (download the 4.8Mb pdf) by Russ Kick (also here) of Disinformation fame.

One of the foibles of Gandhi Russ doesn’t mention is his sleeping with virgins to test his libido. In his later years, the great Mahatma would sleep with nubile teen girls (including his granddaughter) to prove his celibacy and to test libidinous urges. I wonder if he ever said the morning after, “Well, I tried but failed, oh well if at first you don’t succeed…”

Gandhi is often ranked, directly or subtly, alongside Jesus Christ and Martin Luther King, Jr. as one of the greatest peacemakers – indeed, one of the greatest human beings – of all time. The mythology that surrounds him – which he built, leaving his followers, admirers, and hagiographers to reinforce and embellish – has almost completely smothered the many unflattering facts about him.

In such a compact book, space doesn’t permit a full exploration of Gandhi’s numerous, consequential skeletons – his racism towards blacks and whites, his betrayal of the Untouchables, his acquiescence toward the Nazis. Instead, let’s focus on something more personal and, in some ways, more upsetting.

In August 1942, Gandhi and his wife, Kasturba, among others, were imprisoned by the British in Aga Khan Palace near Poona. Kasturba had poor circulation, and she’d weathered several heart attacks. While detained in the palace, she developed bronchial pneumonia. One of her four sons, Devadas, wanted her to take penicillin. Gandhi refused. He was okay with her receiving traditional remedies, such as water from the Ganges, but he refused her any medicines, including this newfangled antibiotic, saying that the Almighty would have to heal her.

The Life and Death of Mahatma Gandhi quotes him on February 19, 1944: “If God wills it, He will pull her through.” Gandhi: A Life adds this wisdom from the Mahatma: “You cannot cure your mother now, no matter what wonder drugs you may muster. She is in God’s hands now.” Three days later, Devadas was still pushing for the penicillin, but Gandhi shot back: “Why don’t you trust God?” Kasturba dies that day.

The next night, Gandhi cried out: “But how God tested my faith!” He told one of Kasturba’s doctors that the antibiotic wouldn’t have saved her and that allowing her to have it would have meant the bankruptcy of my faith.” (Emphasis mine.)

But Gandhi’s faith wasn’t much of an obstacle a short time later when it was his ass on the line. A mere six weeks after Kasturba died, Gandhi was flattened by malaria. He stuck to an all-liquid diet as his doctors tried to convince him to take quinine. But Gandhi completely refused and died of the disease, right? No, actually, after three weeks of deterioration, he took the diabolical drug and quickly recovered. That stuff about trusting God’s will and testing faith only applied when his wife’s life hung in the balance. When he needed a drug to stave off the Grim Reaper, down the hatch it went.

There you go, one of humanity’s modern heroes alas all too fallible, selfish, egocentric, dishonest, in a word, normal. Why millions require his deification^*1 (or indeed deification of any human be it Gandhi, Buddha, Mohammed, Moses or Jesus) is still the malaise of the species. A case of “prophets before people” as exemplified by the recent cartoon affair will plague us for a long time yet. We await the posthuman.

^*1 He is literally worshipped akin to a god by millions in India.

tags: lies, crap, debunk, hero, myth, biography, book

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