Everybody is responsible
On September
18th, 2012 Karima chose to leave. Nobody knows where. But everyone knows
why.
Karima was
killed by the overall and common stupidity. The absurdity, the wickedness, the
ignorance, the intolerance and all these sorts of things which make the men
(and the women) disgusting, despicable and vile now and again.
Karima was
killed (and how many else?) by the same who gather in the street by thousands
to protest against the same-sex marriage. The same people used to fill mosques
and churches too. The same enjoyed to go to play on the battlefields of the
planet to make orphans. The same who speak about world hunger, tearfully, at
the end of a banquet. The same who…
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| Vladimir Mayakovski, murdered, overwhelm by distress… |
It’s enough!
Today, I
simply want to tell Karima I’m often reminded of her… of her, of Jade and of each
and every one, all those who finally gave up, as her, victims of the usual easy
conscience and suffering and incomprehension grab.
Here’re thus
the key words occurred just as I learnt her suicide. I say suicide because we
should call a spade a spade, even if these suicides look like tremendously collective
lynching.
“Nearly two o’clock. You are maybe lying…"
These words above
are the last ones that Vladimir Mayakovski wrote a few minutes before committing
suicide in a dingy room of Moscow, on April 14th, 1930. They were
intended to the love of his life, one Elsa Triolet…
An article of Julien Gué
Translated from French by Monak
*Please note - This poem, translated
from Russian after Mayakovski’s death, known, in similar versions, begins with:
"Past One O' clock". We prefer “Nearly Two O’clock” that’s similar.
It strengthens the idea of the imminence of the act.
So Read :
Copyright Julien
Gué. Ask for the authorization of the author before any reproduction of the text
or the images on the Internet or in the traditional press.
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