Why I believe Justin Trudeau and you should too

Who do we believe, a brown man who eats mushrooms to look whiter or a a white man who smears his face black to show solidarity with his POC brethren.

Bertrand Russell once contended: “Conventional people are roused to fury by departure from convention, largely because they regard such departure as a criticism of themselves.” That is the most apt explanation for why the world and its pibling is angry with Justin Trudeau for suggesting that New Delhi might have a hand in the heinous murder of a loving plumber who doubled up as an activist, a gurdwara worker, an arranger of chairs, a scrubber of kitchens and who might have been a gun enthusiast. Isn’t it rank hypocrisy that when a brown man holds a gun in North America, he is labelled a terrorist, yet when a white man does it, he’s instantly made a Republican senator.

So, what if he went to Pakistan to train a few kids how to use guns? How does one expect poor Muslim kids to defend themselves against imperial America’s drone strikes? I mean they can’t all become Hasan Minhaj and invent racist lies about their childhood and pass them off as ‘emotional truths’.  

The fact is that Justin Trudeau is the last woke liberal defender of this planet, now that Barack Obama can no longer come back to the White House and Joe Biden can’t even stay awake and probably thinks ‘woke’ is something you find in an egg.

At a time when the world should be banding together to help Justin Trudeau halt the march of global fascism, folx are instead piling onto him for pointing out that a fascist regime – which grounded him for two extra days and only fed him millet-based veg food – could carry out an extrajudicial killing in his own backyard. I mean can’t the folx who have made morning walks a health hazard do the same in a foreign country?

Who do we believe, a brown man that asks BBC to pay more taxes and shuts down Amnesty and gets awed by quadratic equations or a white man who understands the nitty-gritties of quantum computing and always stands with stuttering LGBTQ+2 kids.

Do we trust a brown man who eats mushrooms to appear whiter or a white man who smears his face in black paint to show solidarity with his POC brethren?

Do we believe in the defender of free speech who allows his country to be the base for rebels against fascist regimes across the globe or a country which can’t even host a G20 event without banning monkeys?

In this dystopian world, with the unprecedented rise of authoritarian fascism – coupled with heteronormativity, transphobia, Islamophobia, ableism, casteism and gravity – Justin Trudeau is our Luke Skywalker against the evil Empire. At a time when the major global powers are bending to New Delhi to counter Beijing, Trudeau stands as a beacon of hope, a man hoping to create a boundaryless John Lennonsque utopia where he can imagine all the people planning to overthrow all the fascist regimes together.

Dante wrote: "The deepest rungs in hell are reserved for those who remain neutral in times of moral turpitude." No one will ever accuse Justin Trudeau of neutrality in these terrible times.

No matter what happens from here, we should remember, nay, the world should remember, that Justin Trudeau dared speak out against evil everywhere in the world. That he didn’t stay neutral in the face of tyranny. In the words of a man who had a dream: “Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly.” Justin Trudeau understands that, and that’s why I believe him.