Monday, June 23, 2025

Let's Talk About Poverty (7)

In the final years of his rule, a certain long-reigning president—let us call him "The Builder"—became obsessed with constructing monuments. He ordered golden statues of himself in every city, renamed streets after his children, and televised parades in which the people, paid and practised, waved flags under a scorching sun. But inside the presidential palace, rumours began to circulate. The Builder was coughing—a deep, relentless cough that echoed through the marble halls.
His doctors lied. His ministers smiled. His journalists edited the audio. But the people noticed that their leader no longer appeared in public without layers of makeup and heavy coats, even in summer. Whispers grew louder in the markets and bus stops: “He’s sick.” Yet what sickened the nation more wasn’t the illness in his lungs—but the decay of trust, the stench of stolen funds, and the hunger in empty kitchens.
Then came the televised speech—meant to assure the public. But halfway through, he lost his voice. He coughed uncontrollably, turned pale, and had to be escorted offstage. That was the last time the public saw him live. The next month, the economy collapsed. Fuel disappeared. Schools shut down. And the golden statues that once symbolised glory now stood rusting, pigeons nesting on the shoulders of a man who could no longer speak.
For years, his illness had been hidden—just like the national debt, the poverty, and the corruption. But when his body broke, so too did the illusion. It was not just the president who fell sick. It was the country, all along.

When leaders fall ill in grotesque or degrading ways, particularly after long periods of unchecked rule, history and public memory often weave a darker moral layer into the narrative. These physical afflictions are seen not merely as fate or coincidence, but as the visible symptoms of invisible injustice—where the suffering of the people, long ignored, finally finds its echo in the body of the one who ignored it. In this symbolic reading, the leader's illness becomes the embodied backlash of a nation burdened by poverty, corruption, and systemic neglect.
Poverty under such leadership is never accidental. It is manufactured through hoarded power, broken institutions, and a refusal to invest in the people. Schools crumble, hospitals rot, and public trust erodes—all while the leader grows more isolated, surrounded by loyalists, yes-men, and spectacle. The irony is bitter: the ruler lives in excess while millions go hungry. And so, when illness strikes, it is not just the body that decays—it is a representation of everything that was already decaying within the state.
Thus, in the poetic conscience of the people, the leader’s body becomes a canvas of karmic return. The sores, the frailty, the public collapse—each becomes a metaphor for the daily, grinding poverty that the masses endured in silence. It’s not revenge in the political sense, but in the cosmic one. As if history itself is whispering, “What you refused to feel for the people, now you must endure in flesh.”

Throughout history, many leaders who later suffered illness after their rule often led regimes marked by manipulation, deceit, and personal enrichment at the people’s expense. While in power, they perfected the art of political theatre—crafting grand promises, symbolic gestures, and public spectacles to distract the population from the hollowing out of institutions. They spoke of “development” and “prosperity,” yet behind closed doors, public funds were siphoned off, state contracts were handed to cronies, and key positions were filled with loyalists rather than capable professionals.
These leaders frequently used fear and blind nationalism as tools, framing critics as traitors and opposition as chaos-bringers. Meanwhile, poverty was rebranded as “sacrifice,” and inequality painted as temporary “growing pains.” The masses were expected to tighten their belts, while the elite loosened theirs. Resources meant for health, education, and social welfare were diverted into private estates, offshore accounts, or military spending aimed at securing their own power.
And when illness finally struck—often after stepping down or being removed—the irony was bitter. A leader who once appeared invincible, untouchable, even godlike, began to wither. Yet the nation had already been withering for years. The people had long endured a sickness of their own: poverty imposed not by fate, but by the deliberate betrayal of those who were meant to serve them.

One of the most striking examples is Nicolae Ceaușescu, the communist dictator of Romania. During his reign (1965–1989), he built a cult of personality, forced austerity on his people while he and his inner circle lived in extravagance, and repressed dissent with an iron fist. Romania grew poorer, colder, and hungrier, while Ceaușescu’s regime bragged about “independence” and “economic strength.” After being overthrown and executed in 1989, it was revealed he had been suffering from advanced diabetes and a heart condition—diseases that, according to some historians, had gone untreated due to his own paranoia and denial of medical weakness, mirroring how he ignored the suffering of his nation.
Another is Ferdinand Marcos of the Philippines, who ruled from 1965 to 1986. He looted billions from state coffers and turned martial law into a personal kingdom. As his regime collapsed, Marcos suffered from lupus erythematosus, a chronic autoimmune disease that disfigured his appearance and weakened him severely. His final years in exile were marked not by redemption, but by visible physical decline. To many Filipinos, the sickness of his body was seen as a reflection of the moral decay and economic ruin he had left behind.

And then there’s Turkish leader Mustafa Kemal Atatürk, the founding father of modern Turkey. Although he revolutionised the country, many critiques point to the authoritarian grip he maintained, the suppression of religious voices, and his heavy drinking. By the time he died in 1938, Atatürk was suffering from advanced cirrhosis of the liver, believed to be caused by his excessive alcohol use. While not “humiliating” in the grotesque sense, his illness became part of the mythos of a strongman weakened not by enemies, but by his own habits and contradictions.
Mustafa Kemal suffered from a debilitating illness toward the end of his life. While it wasn’t a "mysterious skin disease" in the supernatural sense, his condition—cirrhosis of the liver—did manifest in visible and sometimes disturbing ways, including changes to his skin and physical appearance. Atatürk was a heavy drinker for much of his life, and his alcoholism is widely believed to have led to his liver failure. Reports from his final years describe how his face became bloated, his skin yellowed due to jaundice, and he began to wear heavy makeup to conceal the visible symptoms of his deteriorating health.
Some rumours and fringe theories have speculated about additional skin-related complications or diseases of a strange nature, but these claims are largely anecdotal and not supported by medical records. What is historically documented, however, is that his condition became an open secret by the late 1930s. The vibrant, commanding image of Atatürk began to fade—he became visibly frail, fatigued, and withdrawn, a stark contrast to the sharp, charismatic leader who once redefined the Turkish Republic.
While many secular nationalists in Turkey revere Atatürk to this day, his decline is sometimes interpreted through a more spiritual lens by some critics, especially religious groups who opposed his aggressive secularisation policies. To them, his suffering near the end of his life serves as a moral tale—a symbolic reckoning for having dismantled the Ottoman Caliphate, banned Islamic dress codes, and marginalized the public role of religion in Turkey. Whether or not one accepts that interpretation, Atatürk’s final years were marked by both physical decline and national tension, making his illness a powerful metaphor for the complexities of revolutionary legacy.

In Atatürk: The Rebirth of a Nation (1964, Phoenix Press), Lord Kinross provides a compelling and haunting portrait of Mustafa Kemal Atatürk’s physical decline in the final years of his life, largely due to chronic alcohol consumption. As Kinross narrates, Atatürk's health began to visibly deteriorate in the mid-1930s, with his once-vibrant appearance slowly giving way to signs of severe internal damage. His face became swollen and puffy, the sparkle in his eyes dulled, and most tellingly, his skin took on a jaundiced, yellowish hue—clear indications of advanced liver disease.
Kinross paints this not merely as a medical crisis, but as a tragic unraveling of a man who had come to symbolise the modern Turkish republic. While the republic he created was founded on principles of rationalism, reform, and strength, Atatürk's body was quietly decaying under the burden of untreated illness and unchecked addiction. Still, he attempted to mask his decline from the public eye. Kinross notes that Atatürk would persist in public engagements, dressed immaculately, projecting authority and energy—despite being physically frail and at times barely able to stand without assistance.
This effort to hide his illness lends itself to a symbolic reading: the body of the leader becomes a metaphor for the fragility of power. The more Atatürk tried to conceal his suffering, the more brittle and hollow the image of invincibility became. His decline was not just physical, but political and existential—a private erosion with public consequences. Kinross, without sensationalising it, allows readers to witness the slow “rotting” of the national hero’s body as a tragic counterpoint to the rebirth of a nation.

In her essay "Islam and Modernity in Turkey" (1993, Oxford University Press), included in Turkey in Transition: New Perspectives (Oxford University Press), Binnaz Toprak explores how Islamic groups in Turkey interpreted the radical secularisation policies of Mustafa Kemal Atatürk not merely as political or ideological impositions, but as spiritual violations. She notes that for many conservative and devout Muslims, Atatürk’s abolition of the Caliphate, closure of religious schools (madrasas), ban on the fez, replacement of Arabic script with Latin letters, and suppression of public expressions of Islam were experienced not just as reforms, but as acts of desecration.
Toprak explains that the response among Islamic communities was often highly symbolic. Since they were politically silenced and institutionally marginalised, they turned to myth-making, whispered legends, and moral interpretation to express dissent. Within these circles, Atatürk’s later-life illness and death were sometimes interpreted as divine retribution—a “curse” befalling a ruler who had severed the ummah from its spiritual roots. His liver failure, jaundiced complexion, and slow, painful decline became in some narratives a cautionary tale: the body of a man who tried to erase Islam ends up crumbling from within.
This wasn’t just a case of theological schadenfreude. It was, according to Toprak, a way for a disempowered community to reclaim moral authority in a state that had stripped them of political relevance. Atatürk’s body thus became a site of contested meaning—where the secularists saw a martyr of modernity, some religious groups saw a warning from God. In this symbolic battle, his death was less an end, and more a divine punctuation mark.

Another notable case is Joseph Stalin, who ruled the Soviet Union with brutal authority. His reign was marked by mass purges, forced collectivisation, and the creation of a state built on fear. He appeared invincible, a man of steel in both name and image. But in his final years, Stalin suffered from severe arteriosclerosis, which affected his brain and judgment. Some historians suggest that his increasing paranoia, cruelty, and erratic behaviour in his last decade were symptoms of his deteriorating health—his mind decaying as the state he built groaned under repression and fear. His final illness was slow and undignified; his aides were too terrified to help, letting him lie helpless for hours. It was as if the machine of terror he had built turned inward—on him.
Then there’s Mobutu Sese Seko, ruler of Zaire (now the Democratic Republic of the Congo) for over three decades. Mobutu used his country as a personal bank account, looting billions while the people suffered in extreme poverty. After being overthrown in 1997, he died in exile in Morocco from advanced prostate cancer, isolated and disgraced. His disease mirrored the exhaustion of a country he had drained dry—the body of the dictator failing just as the economy he controlled had collapsed long before.
One cannot forget Adolf Hitler, who led Nazi Germany into ruin. By the end of World War II, Hitler was a shadow of the bombastic figure he once was—suffering from Parkinson’s disease, trembling constantly, dependent on a cocktail of drugs, and paranoid beyond reason. The empire he claimed would last a thousand years disintegrated in just over a decade. His physical decay in the bunker became a grim theatre mirroring the spiritual and moral collapse of his regime.

Following his glorious, ahem, rather unremarkable tenure, former Konoha President Mulyono has reportedly been struck down by an affliction eerily similar to that which plagued President Marcos: lupus erythematosus, an autoimmune disorder that transforms one's facial features into, well, something... different. His aide, ever the master of diplomatic spin, initially blamed a rather convenient 'skin allergy' incurred after a trip to the Vatican. But strangely, this 'allergy' only escalated its attack. One can only wonder, was the Vatican merely a handy scapegoat for a condition more akin to, shall we say, a presidential glow-up gone terribly wrong?

These leaders’ physical decline after long and controversial reigns has often been interpreted not only as personal tragedy but as a symbolic reckoning—their bodies finally showing the damage that their nations had endured for years. These cases share a common thread: the more a leader distanced themselves from truth, justice, and the people, the more violently their body seemed to break down after power faded. Illness became history’s last monologue—a whispered confession from leaders who had never known accountability.

Several respected books in history, political science, and biography support the arguments made regarding the symbolic connection between illness and power, the moral unraveling of authoritarian leadership, the manipulation of the public for private gain, and the socio-political consequences of a leader's decay.

The central reference that binds many of these ideas is “In Sickness and in Power: Illness in Heads of Government During the Last 100 Years” by David Owen (2008, Methuen Publishing). Owen explores how the private illnesses of public figures—ranging from Roosevelt and Churchill to Stalin and Kennedy—often coincided with political crises and poor decision-making. He argues that the body of the leader, when weakened, often reveals the fragility of the state itself, especially when illness is hidden or denied.
Owen's argument is clear: world leaders are not exempt from the vulnerabilities of the flesh, and in many cases, their declining health has directly influenced global events—usually without the public ever knowing. Owen doesn’t just list medical conditions; he weaves together psychology, politics, and history. From Franklin D. Roosevelt’s heart failure and paralysis, to John F. Kennedy’s hidden use of steroids and amphetamines, to Stalin’s series of strokes that gradually detached him from reality, the book illustrates how the decisions of sick men changed the course of nations. At times, the most crucial choices—those involving war, diplomacy, or national security—were made under the fog of painkillers, fatigue, or delusion.
Perhaps even more alarming is Owen’s concept of “hubris syndrome,” a condition in which leaders, intoxicated by power, lose their grip on reality and grow increasingly reckless. He argues that long-term power can physically alter brain function, creating a feedback loop of arrogance, impulsivity, and denial. In this light, illness becomes not just a medical matter but a political crisis. The body of the leader, once a symbol of national strength, becomes the weak point through which instability seeps into the state.

To explore the psychological dimension of leadership breakdown, “The Wounded Leader: How Real Leadership Emerges in Times of Crisis” by Richard H. Ackerman and Pat Maslin-Ostrowski (2002, Jossey-Bass) is crucial. It shows how leaders who refuse to admit vulnerability often damage institutions and isolate themselves from the truth, resulting in a political culture of fear, denial, and dysfunction. The authors argue that when leaders conceal their vulnerabilities—particularly those related to illness or crisis—they often harm the very systems they are supposed to protect and nurture. Instead of fostering institutional resilience, a wounded leader may respond by hoarding control, shrinking the circle of trust, and discouraging initiative from others. This pattern leads to brittle organisations that lack succession planning, distributed leadership, or adaptive capability—traits essential for long-term stability.
Ackerman and Maslin-Ostrowski highlight that real leadership involves facing one’s wounds openly, using personal crisis not as a reason to hide or dominate but as a moment to model authenticity, reflection, and shared responsibility. However, in fragile or poor nations, where political culture often rewards strongman optics and secrecy, a wounded leader frequently does the opposite: instead of decentralising power and building institutional strength, they tighten their grip in fear of losing authority. This makes the system increasingly dependent on a single person—leaving it vulnerable to collapse or dysfunction when that person inevitably falters.
In such contexts, the concealment of illness or weakness isn't merely a personal decision—it’s a systemic risk. By refusing to share their human limits, such leaders rob others of the opportunity to grow, lead, or prepare for transition. The result is an institutional culture of silence, fear, and fragility—an architecture built on denial.

The deeply revealing “When Illness Strikes the Leader: The Dilemma of the Captive King” by Robert E. Gilbert (2008, Lexington Books) focuses on how illness, when covered up, can distort governance and prevent healthy power transition—leaving behind a legacy of misrule and public disillusionment.

Also valuable is “The Politics of Illness in the Middle East” edited by Esmail Nashif and Helga Tawil-Souri (2022, Routledge), which offers real-world cases where the personal health of authoritarian leaders became entangled with systemic dysfunction and elite survivalism.

These texts combine political biography, psychology, and historical analysis to validate the core argument: that illness in leadership—especially when following a regime of exploitation—often reflects not just a medical condition, but a nation’s hidden wounds finally surfacing through the very figure who once ignored them.

However, History tends to glorify strength—military might, booming speeches, unshakable authority. Yet tucked within the grand narratives of conquest and leadership are quieter, more powerful stories: tales of individuals who began their journey through pain, illness, or physical limitation, and somehow emerged not only as survivors but as legends.

Take Franklin D. Roosevelt. When polio struck him in 1921, he was a rising political star—wealthy, charismatic, and ambitious. The disease left him unable to walk. In a time when visible disability was seen as a disqualification for leadership, Roosevelt had every reason to withdraw from public life. But instead of retreating, he rewired his image. He learned to project strength without standing. He spoke not just with polished words, but with steady resolve. In the depths of the Great Depression and the storm of World War II, Americans turned to a man in a wheelchair not because of his body, but because of his unshakable spirit. He didn’t hide his struggle; he transformed it into a story of courage and control.

In Franklin D. Roosevelt: A Political Life (2017, Viking Press), historian Robert Dallek argues that Roosevelt’s experience with polio was not a political handicap but a transformative ordeal—what one might call the crucible in which his most admirable leadership traits were forged. Contracting the disease in 1921, Roosevelt was paralysed from the waist down, a devastating blow for a man once known for his athleticism and social vitality. But instead of succumbing to bitterness or withdrawal, FDR underwent a psychological metamorphosis.
Dallek shows that Roosevelt’s long struggle to regain physical mobility—enduring painful treatments, learning to "walk" again with braces, and maintaining a public image of strength—taught him discipline, humility, and above all, emotional resilience. These weren’t just private virtues. They became the foundation of his public persona. The patience and empathy he developed while confronting his own physical limitations allowed him to connect deeply with the American people during the darkest days of the Great Depression and the chaos of World War II.
Rather than viewing his illness as a limitation, Roosevelt reframed it—he became, in Dallek’s words, a man who knew suffering firsthand, and thus could lead with empathy rather than ego, calm rather than panic, resolve rather than bravado. His radio addresses—the famous Fireside Chats—carried the voice of someone who had battled personal catastrophe and emerged wiser. That resonance was not accidental; it was the fruit of his suffering.
Thus, Dallek insists, Roosevelt’s illness was not a detour from greatness, but the very path that led him there. His paralysis stripped him of superficial power but gave him something far more enduring: moral gravity, psychological depth, and a profound bond with the millions he was elected to lead.

Centuries earlier, Julius Caesar was believed by some to suffer from epilepsy. Roman historians described moments when he collapsed in seizures. But far from weakening his legend, these episodes fed into it. In a culture that worshipped fate and omens, Caesar’s illness became a divine signal. Here was a man who carried greatness not in spite of his condition, but through it. His sharp mind, strategic genius, and unwavering ambition redefined an empire, and for many, his frailty only added to his mystique.

In Julius Caesar: Life of a Colossus (2006, Yale University Press), Adrian Goldsworthy presents a compelling portrait of how Caesar’s physical vulnerabilities—particularly his alleged epilepsy and recurring health issues—did not diminish his image, but paradoxically enhanced his mythical stature and political authority. Goldsworthy notes that while Roman culture idealised physical perfection and martial vigour, Caesar’s ability to command loyalty, instil fear, and project dominance despite his bodily limitations only added to his legend.
Rather than denying his condition, Caesar is thought to have incorporated it subtly into his public persona. His moments of weakness became moments of spectacle. His collapse in the Forum or on the battlefield—rare, but public—became dramatic reminders of his humanity, even as he continued to defy mortality through his charisma and relentless ambition. Goldsworthy argues that Caesar’s mastery lay in how he transcended these moments, turning vulnerability into a kind of performative strength.
Indeed, Caesar’s seeming invincibility was not built on the absence of flaws, but on the perception that nothing—not even illness—could stop him. In a society where physical failure could mean political death, Caesar inverted the narrative. His imperfections made him relatable to the masses, but his ability to triumph in spite of them elevated him to near-divine status. According to Goldsworthy, this paradox helped consolidate his power: the frail man who bent the republic to his will.

General Sudirman, the first Commander-in-Chief of the Indonesian National Armed Forces, became a living symbol of resistance during Indonesia’s war for independence—not in spite of his illness, but through it. Stricken with advanced tuberculosis, Sudirman led guerrilla campaigns against the Dutch colonial forces from a stretcher, carried through mountains and forests by his loyal troops. Weighing barely 40 kilograms, coughing blood, and often running a fever, he refused to surrender either his command or his spirit.
What made his defiance extraordinary was not merely his physical condition, but the message his endurance sent: that freedom was worth fighting for—even when your body is breaking. His presence alone inspired both soldiers and civilians, reminding them that independence was not a matter of strength, but of unwavering resolve. In many ways, Sudirman’s struggle with illness mirrored the nation’s own fragile but determined march toward self-determination.
He was not just fighting the Dutch; he was battling his own mortality—and refusing to let either win. 

These stories remind us of a deeper truth: strength doesn’t always wear armour. Sometimes it sits in silence, in a body that won’t cooperate, in a mind that has to adapt. Leadership is not the absence of weakness—it is the ability to carry on in spite of it.
We live in a time obsessed with perfection. We want leaders, icons, and even ourselves to be flawless, tireless, untouchable. But history whispers a different message. The people who shape the world are often the ones who have been broken first. What made them powerful was not their immunity to suffering—but their refusal to be defined by it.
So the next time you feel defeated by your own limitations—your body, your past, your fear—remember Roosevelt’s wheelchair, Caesar’s seizures. Their greatness didn’t rise above their weakness. It rose through it.

History teaches us that power, when wielded without compassion, often exacts a heavy toll—not always from the people alone, but eventually from the rulers themselves. Leaders who govern with cruelty, arrogance, or disregard for their people's suffering may appear untouchable during their reign, but the weight of their misdeeds tends to manifest in quiet, merciless ways—sometimes in the form of physical affliction, isolation, or symbolic collapse once the spotlight fades. Illness, in such cases, becomes more than just a medical condition; it becomes a metaphor for a corrupt legacy turning inward.
By contrast, some leaders rise from obscurity, dismissed as weak or unremarkable, only to reveal an inner strength forged not by ego but by genuine devotion to their nation's welfare. These are the ones who endure hardship not to preserve their image, but to lift others from despair. Their strength is quieter, slower to be noticed—but far more enduring. They may not appear invincible, but history remembers them as the ones who stood firm when it mattered most.
In the end, true greatness is not measured by how loudly one commands, but by how deeply one serves.

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