“There is no good love that, in speaking its name, can
change the world into the referent for that name. But in the resistance to
speaking in the name of love, in the recognition that we do not simply act out
of love, and in the understanding that love comes with conditions however
unconditional it might feel, we can find perhaps a different kind of line or
connection between the others we care for, and the world to which we want to
give shape.” (Ahmed, 141)
I wonder if martyrdom is an act of love in the way Ahmed
discusses it. Firstly, the religious implications of martyrdom perhaps link it
do the love of a different kind of community than the nation. If a
multicultural society does contingent upon everyone loving the idea of the
nation or political community, then what is a community that martyrs die for
what kind of love enables that gesture. I think martyrdom links its members to
a different history, a legacy of redemption, and a promise of a life and
community after this one that is just as alive as this one. In Islam, life on
earth is often depicted as a second compared to the infinite life after death.
The nation promises a place in history, redemption through the perpetuation of
the community through members that come from them, but the nation does not link
its dead members to a concrete “after life”, there is no rebirth for its
individual members, only the constant cycling of the political community
through time.
I think that martyrdom and the way it links the afterlife to
the present asks for a more particular kind of love. And maybe this is the love
religion asks for in general, it is the love for a figure, namely the prophet
and God, or the love of the prophet and God, that is inextricably linked with
guilt. The followers of that religion re-live the love involved in the
crucifixion of Christ or the humility of Mohammad by simply being alive. The
members of that religious community identify with the prophets and take divine “love”
as the ideal; self-sacrifice becomes the lynchpin of identity. Since being
alive is evidence of the love of the divine, being not alive and literally
giving that breath and away, or back to where it came from, becomes the love of
the martyr. It is a love for something so outside of oneself, its is a love for
the very thing that allows that self to exist, and thus can command the self to
self destruct in the name of that love.
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