CHAPTER XVIII.

PERSONALITY.

There is one complaint that all Europeans make of the Burmese. It

matters not what the European's duties may be, what his profession, or

his trade, or his calling--it is always the same, "the Burmans will not

stand discipline." It is, says the European, fatal to him in almost all

walks of life. For instance, the British Government tried at one time in

Burma to raise Burmese regiments officered by Europeans, after the

pattern of the Indian troops. There seemed at first no reason why it

should not succeed. The Burmans are not cowards. Although not endowed

with the fury of the Pathan or the bloodthirsty valour of the Ghurka,

the Burman is brave. He will do many things none but brave men can do;

kill panthers with sharpened sticks, for instance, and navigate the

Irrawaddy in flood in canoes, with barely two inches free board. He is,

in his natural state in the villages, unaccustomed to any strict

discipline. But then, so are most people; and if the levies of the

Burmese kings were but a mob, why, so are most native levies. There

seemed _a priori_ no reason why Burmese troops should not be fairly

useful. And the attempt was made. It failed.

And so, to a greater or less extent, all attempts to discipline the

Burmans in any walk of life have always failed. Amongst the

police--which must, of course, be composed of natives of the

country--discipline, even the light discipline sought to be enforced, is

always wanting. And good men will not join the force, mostly because

they dislike to be ruled. In the mills in Rangoon labour has been

imported from India. Not that the Burman is not a good workman--he is

physically and mentally miles above the imported Telugu--but he will not

stand discipline. It is the same on the railways and on the roads, and

the private servants of almost all Europeans are Indian. The Burman will

not stand control, daily control, daily order, the feeling of subjection

and the infliction of punishment. Especially the infliction of

punishment. He resents it, even when he knows and admits he deserves it.

Is, then, the Burman impatient of suffering? He is the most patient, the

most cheerful of mortals. I who have seen districts ruined by famine,

families broken up and dissolved, farms abandoned, cattle dying by the

thousand, I know this. And in the famine camps, where tens of thousands

lived and worked hard for a bare subsistence, was there any inability to

bear up, any despondency, any despair? There was never any. Such an

example of cheerfulness, of courage under great suffering, could not be

surpassed. Yet if you fine your servant a few annas out of his good pay

for a fault he will admit he made, he will bitterly resent it and

probably leave you. It is Authority, Personality, that the Burmans

object to. And the whole social life of the people, the whole of their

religion, shows how deeply this distaste to Personal Authority enters

into their lives.

There is no aristocracy in Burma. There has never been so. There has, it

is true, always been a King--that was a necessity; and his authority,

nominally absolute, was in fact very limited. But beside him there was

no one. There were no lords of manors, no feudalism, no serfage of any

kind. There was a kind of slavery, the idea of which probably came into

Burma with the code of Manu, as a redemption of debt. At our conquest of

Upper Burma it disappeared without a sign, but it was the lightest of

its kind. The slave was a domestic servant at most, more usually a

member of the family; the authority exercised over him or her was of the

gentlest, for with the dislike to submit to personal authority there was

an equally great dislike to exercising it. The intense desire for power

and authority over others which is so distinguishing a mark of western

people does not obtain among the Burmese. It is one of our difficulties

to make our subordinate Burmese magistrates and officers exercise

sufficient authority in their charges. This dislike, both to exercising

and submitting to authority, is instinctive and very strong.

In western nations, more especially the Latin nations, who made

Christianity, it is the very reverse. There is in us both the desire and

ability to govern and the power to submit readily to those who are above

us. We rejoice in aristocracies, whether of the Government or of the

Church. We organise all our institutions upon that basis. We have a

rigid Government, such as no Orientals have dreamt of, least of all the

Burmese. We revere rank instinctively. We like to have masters. Personal

submissiveness is in our eyes an excellent quality. We know that to

declare a man to be a faithful servant is a great praise. In our lives

as in our religions, lord and servant express a continued relationship.

And from this quality, this instinct of discipline, this innate power

both of governing and submitting to governance, come the forms of

government and our success in trade and in many other matters.

It would, however, be quite outside the point of this chapter to discuss

all the results of these differences and their effect for good and bad.

To the European the Burman, with his distaste for authority, appears to

be unfitted for the greater successes of life. To the Burman the

European's desire for authority appears to result in the slavery of the

many to the few, in the loss of individual liberty and the contraction

of happiness. Either or both, or neither, may be true. It is here

immaterial, for all I wish to point out and to emphasise is that whereas

the Burman, who is a Buddhist, dislikes all personal authority

instinctively, the western Christians, more especially the Latin

peoples, on the contrary crave after it. The Burman's ideal is to be

independent of everyone, even if poor, to have no one over him and no

one under him, to live among his equals. But in western countries the

tendency is all to divide the world into two classes, master and man, to

organise--which means, of course, authority and submission--and to make

obedience one of the greatest of virtues.

Now consider their faiths. The Christian has a personal God. He owes to

that God unquestioning obedience and submission. Man may praise God and

thank Him, but not do the reverse. Man owes to God reverence, one of the

greatest of the virtues. And the Churches are all organised in the same

way. The authority of God becomes the authority of the Pope, the Tsar,

the Bishops, the priests. The amount of submission and reverence due to

the priests of Christianity may vary in different countries, but it is

always there, and the reverence due to God never alters.

Do you think such a system of religion would be bearable to a Burman? To

him neither reverence nor submission to Personality, whether God or

priest or master, is an instinctive beauty. He acknowledges neither God

nor priest, and he avoids masters as much as possible. His nature does

not lead him to it. He revolts against Personality. Courage under the

inevitable he has to the greatest extent. If he suffer as the result of

a law he has nothing but cheerful acceptance, even if he do not

understand it. If he can see his suffering to be the result of his own

mistakes he will bear it with resignation, and note that in future he

should be more careful. But that he should be _punished_, that rouses in

him resentment, revolt. He would cry to God, Why do you hurt me? You

need not if you do not like; You are all-powerful. Cannot you manage

otherwise than by causing so much pain to me and all the world? There

are other feelings caused by a Personality, many other feelings than

that of submission. There is defiance, bitterness. Did not Ajax defy the

lightning? If a man or a boy looking at the world discovers in it more

misery than happiness, more injustice than justice, of what sort will be

his feelings to the Author of it all?

I fear that if the Burman accepted a Personal All-powerful God and then

looked at the state of the world, his attitude towards that Personality

would not be all admiration and reverence. Indeed, they have often told

me so.

But before Law, before Necessity. You cannot revolt against the

inevitable. Passion is useless. The suffering which would be resented

from a Personality is borne with courage as an inevitable result. You

may be of good courage and say, "It is my fault, my ignorance; I will

learn not to put my hands in the fire and so not be burnt." But if you

suppose a God burnt you without telling you why, without giving you a

chance, what then? Is this hard to understand? I do not know, but to me

it is not so. For I can remember a boy, who was much as these Burmans

are, who found authority hard to bear, punishment very difficult to

accept; who remembered always that the punishment might have been

omitted, who thought it was often mistaken and vindictive. For if you

are almost always ill, and find for days and weeks and months that very

little mental exertion is as much as you are capable of, how much do you

accept the justice of being called "idle," "lazy," "indolent," and being

kept in to waste what little mental strength you have left in writing

meaningless impositions? There is more. It is a Christian teaching, a

lesson that is frequently enforced in children, that all their acts are

watched by God. "He sees me now." "God is watching me." How often are

not these written in large words on nursery walls? And do you think that

there are not some natures who revolt from this? To be watched--always

watched. Cannot you imagine the intense oppression, the irritation and

revulsion, such a doctrine may occasion? "Cannot I be left alone?" And

when he learns that there is another belief--that he is not being

watched, that he is not a child in a nursery, but a man acting under

laws he can learn--cannot you imagine the endless relief, the joy as of

emancipation from a prison? That it is so to many people I know, the

feeling that law means freedom, but I also know that to others it is

not. "Law, this rigid law," said the French missionary priest with a

sigh when we were discussing the matter, "it makes me shudder. It seems

to me like an iron chain, like a terrible destiny binding us in. Ah, I

never could believe that. But a God who watches over us, who protects

us, who is our Father, that is to me true and beautiful. Who will help

you if not God? Under Law you must face the world alone. No!" and he

shuddered, "let us not think of it. I cannot abide the idea." And how

many are like him?

Do you think that such feelings can be changed? Do you think that he who

thinks Law to be freedom will ever be argued or converted into Theism?

It can never be. Such beliefs are innate, they are instincts far beyond

reason or discussion, to be understood only by those who have felt them.

There is the instinct for God which rules almost all the West and India.

There is the instinct against God and for Law which rules the far East.

You cannot get away from either, you cannot prove either or disprove it.

They are instincts, and they influence not only the religious beliefs

but the whole lives of the peoples.

It is easy to see how in Europe the instinct for Personality has

influenced all history. In moderation its effects have been all for

good; it binds people into nations, it enables the weaker and more

ignorant to accept willingly the leadership of the better. It has

manifested itself with us even to-day in the respect and reverence and

affection we have all felt for our Queen, who has so lately left us. And

in its excess it has been wholly evil. It has led us to irresponsible

monarchs, to the terrible tyranny of the French aristocracy, that

required the whirlwind of a Revolution to efface. In the blind worship

for Napoleon in his later days it drove the nation to terrible

suffering. This desire for Personality has writ its effects large upon

the history of the West, more especially in Latin nations.

And in Burma the want of this instinct is also written deeply in the

history. There has been with them no enthusiasm for persons, no

idealisation of individuals. There is no inborn desire for rulers and

masters, for obedience and submission.

The effect of the instinct is writ largely in their history. They have

no aristocracy, they have no feudality, there are neither masters nor

men. They cannot organise or combine. The central Government was

incredibly weak. There is nothing that strikes the Burman with such

surprise as the unvaried obedience of all officials to a faraway

government. But I am now concerned with effects, only causes. I have

wished to show why a Burman believes in Law and not in God, that it

arises from an instinct against overpowering Personality, an innate

dislike to the idea. It is never to him Truth. It makes him unhappy even

to hear of it. He could never accept it as a truth, for truth is that

which is in accord with our hearts.

Yet the Burman whose ideal is Law is not quite without the instinct of

Personality. He also prays sometimes, and you cannot pray to nothing.

Far down in his heart there is also the same instinct that rules the

West, but it is weak. It finds its vent now and then despite his faith.

And in the West the idea of Law is rising. It is new, but not less true

for that. It rises steadily hand in hand with science, and it, too, will

find its vent despite the faith.

When the scientific theologian declares that God is not variable, that

He has no passions, no anger, no vengeance, that He is bound by

immovable righteousness and is not affected by prayer, cannot you see

the idea of Law? No one would have said this a hundred years ago. It is

growing in him; it is there, even if he do not recognise it as such, and

sore havoc it makes with the old theologies.

The instinct of generalisation made many gods into one God; the instinct

of atonement obliged the sub-division of God; to be explained only by

an incomprehensible formula. And now there is arising a third

instinct--that of Law. It is weak yet, but it is there. When it becomes

stronger either Personality must disappear or else a still more

incomprehensible creed must be formulated to reconcile the three ideas.

But what is truth? Are they all true?

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