Pakistanis look up to their president in a crisis because he has unlimited power to sort things out and get things done. He is, therefore, the centre of their expectations. Crisis is a crucible in which the president and his administration are tested as nowhere else. No other event tries so vigorously the self-confidence, judgment and prudence of the president. The consequence of his action or inaction may determine the fate of millions of his countrymen. “Woe to him if trouble does not fade and the clouds do not roll back”.
Mr President! “When are you visiting Pakistan”? A foreign journalist is reported to have asked Zardari. He was in America when Swat was plunged into a civil war and set on fire. At a time when Pakistan is facing one of the world’s worst displacement crisis, with many still on the road and over two million crammed into dusty camps, educational institutions or private ‘hujras’ in and around Mardan, Mr Zardari, oblivious to the suffering of his people, extended his stay abroad. The response one would expect from a president never happened. Instead of rushing back to Islamabad to oversee an unprecedented crisis, he stayed on in America before heading for London and Paris. He came under extraordinary criticism for his languid leadership style and callous indifference to the woes of his people rendered homeless by army action. What the world witnessed was the dangerous incompetence and staggering indifference of a president to human suffering.
What is it that people really expected from their president in a national crisis? It is something that the national psyche needs. The people expect the occupant of the presidency to share their suffering, to assure those trapped in the cross-fire, that they will survive; that they will get through it. He has to be a chief executive who is in command, who reacts promptly, who mobilizes resources and alleviates human suffering. Above all, he must inspire confidence. And so, he has to be that larger-than-life figure. The change in intensity in the news media – cable channels are broadcasting round-the-clock horrifying pictures of thousands of people trudging along or packed like sardines in the tents, – has sharply increased the demand on the [resident. In such a situation, people want and expect more of a personal connection. That did not happen. People still remember how General Azam handled the flood crisis in East Pakistan. He struck a human chord and won over the hearts of the people of East Pakistan. They loved Azam and still remember him with affection. In stark contrast, President Zardari looked so cold, so unconcerned, so indifferent, so distant, so wooden and so bureaucratic. All the evidence points, above all, to a stunning lack of both preparation and urgency in the president’s response. Nothing about the president’s demeanour – which seemed casual to the point of carelessness – suggested that he understood the depth of the crisis. No wonder, people are furious, disgusted, mad as hell.
The army operation has caused the biggest migration since Partition. While the rich got out well in time, poor people, growing more hungry, more frightened by the hour, were left behind and hardest hit. They did not have transport. The official evacuation plan, if any, was really based on people driving out in their own cars! The poor had no access to cars. As soon as the curfew was lifted, they tried to get out anyway they could. Hundreds of thousands of people, men, women and children, young and old, sick and infirm, streamed out of Swat and started the long march to Mardan.
From the earliest days of our country to the events of today, my real heroes have always been the men and women, young and old, mostly poor, who risked their lives, and sacrificed their lives to found this Republic. It seems that in every age of our history, the people always rose to meet the challenges and difficulties of their times. I am now speaking of those countless people in Mardan and Swabi who welcomed the displaced persons with open arms and put them up in their humble abodes. Suddenly, as if by magic, they all belonged to one family, held together in the knowledge that each one were to give all that he had to give. No one gave the people the impulse to do what had to be done. They rose to the occasion spontaneously to face the challenge. It brought out the best in them. It was their finest hour.
The hurricane Katrina unmasked George W Bush. The army action and the exodus it caused, has similarly unmasked Zardari. It illuminated a serious character flaw hidden from the public. In a president character is everything. He does not have to be brilliant. Truman was not brilliant and he helped save Western Europe from Stalin. He does not have to be clever. He can hire the clever. But he cannot buy character. He cannot acquire decency. He cannot acquire empathy. A President must bring these qualities with him when he enters the Presidency.
Henry Adams once wrote that the essence of leadership in the presidency is “a helm to grasp, a course to steer, a port to seek”. President Zardari grasped the helm more then a year ago but the country still doesn’t know whether he has an inner compass, or a course to steer or a port to seek. It is now abundantly clear that Zardari is not worthy of the trust placed in him by his people. He carries a serious baggage, dogged for years by charges of corruption until they were abruptly dropped under NRO. No democrat should come to power through such an array of backroom machinations, deals with generals or Washington. No wonder, too many people reject his political legitimacy.
“Pakistan’s pants are on fire”, said Representative Gary Ackerman, democrat of New York. During the Vietnam War there was a phrase that came to symbolize the entire misbegotten adventure: “It became necessary to destroy the village in order to save it”. It was said at first with sincerity, then repeated with irony, and finally with despair. Sadly, a similar suicidal drama is being enacted in the beautiful valley of Swat on Zardari’s watch. It brings to mind Arnold Toynbee’s comment that a civilization doesn’t die from being invaded, but rather commits suicide.
Sometimes, once in a long while, you get a chance to serve your country. Few people had been offered the opportunity that lay open to Mr Zardari. He blew it. His long absence from the country at a dangerous time in the history of Pakistan, his indiscretions abroad, his embarrassing press interviews, did more damage to the image of Pakistan than the much – maligned extremists could ever have done.
President Zardari has been weighed in the balance and found wanting. His appeal to his countrymen for sacrifice to help the displaced persons reminds me of Lloyd George’s response to Chamberlain’s appeal for sacrifice when World War II broke out. “I say solemnly”, Lloyd George said, “that the Prime Minister should set an example of sacrifice, because there is nothing which can contribute more to victory than that he should sacrifice the seals of office.” A tearful Chamberlain resigned in national interest. His successor led the country to victory.
These are critical days in Pakistan. There is no steady hand on the tiller of government. The survival of the country, its sovereignty, its stunted democracy, its hard-won independent judiciary, all are on the line. In these dangerous times, anything is possible. I shall not be surprised at any event that may happen. The country is gripped by fear and uncertainty. One doesn’t have to read the tea leaves for a glimpse of our future. The ship of state is decrepit and creaky. The sea is turbulent. The captain has a weak anchor and no compass. The crew is inexperienced. If the nation doesn’t wake up, we will all go down like the Titanic. History will remember both that Zardari failed to hear the warning bells and that politicians failed to ring them loudly enough.
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