Growing up in India, I was taught that democracy was the great good that we have to be eternally grateful for. Democracy was the Holiest of the Holy Cows and it was the gift that Gandhi and his lackeys had given to the people of India through their wisdom and generosity.
It seemed that democracy was so precious that the terrible poverty of India was a price worth paying for it. The link between poverty and democracy was never explained but the claim was that India was poor because it was a democracy.
Allow me a bit of personal reflections. It was pretty late in the day that I learned to think critically about our world. How should we live, how should we organize society to be peaceful and prosperous? How to think about those questions is at least as important—if not more—as the question of the structure of chemical elements and learning calculus. Continue reading “Popper and his Theory of Democracy”
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