Is Hindu Nationalism Friendly to Christianity?
by Bethel McGrewIndian Christians are threatening to Hindu nationalists, while American Christians are useful.
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Indian Christians are threatening to Hindu nationalists, while American Christians are useful.
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It would be helpful if the Holy See would be more publicly assertive in its defense of embattled Catholic communities in India, although the continued kowtow to China does not induce much hope. Continue Reading »
Being Different: An Indian Challenge to Western Universalism by rajiv malhotra harpercollins, 488 pages, $26.99 Following the Brexit referendum, The Economist wrote, “Farewell, left versus right. The contest that matters now is open against closed.” Rajiv . . . . Continue Reading »
Earlier this month, controversy broke out when a Canadian university canceled a beginners’ yoga class it had offered for years. The reason for the class cancellation at the University of Ottawa is a bit murky, but a student government representative evidently told the instructor that the class . . . . Continue Reading »
In the north Indian state of Bihar, there are indigenous peoples who never converted to the Hinduism of the Aryan people that conquered and settled India long ago. Some of these tribals, as they are called, exist in another century, perhaps another millennium. In one hamlet, there is a well for . . . . Continue Reading »
India’s post-independence generation of leaders sought to keep religion at arm’s length from politics, regarding religion as a disruptive force. It was, after all, conflict between Hindus and Muslims that had led to massive violence and to the partition of India. These leaders wanted . . . . Continue Reading »
The protagonist of No Longer At Ease by the Nigerian novelist Chinua Achebe is a young man named Obi Okonkwo who has recently returned to Nigeria after taking a degree in English literature at Oxford University. Obi’s interview for a civil service position turns into a discussion about . . . . Continue Reading »
As I was splitting a pair of queens to double my sawbuck bet, someone said “He’s here,” and here he was—four bodyguards to part the waves, a blonde bimbo on each arm with whom to swim. I swiveled in my chair to greet him, held out my hand—brushed back by one of his goons. . . . . Continue Reading »