Daniele Ganser

A very important lecture.

In German. Will translate here when I have time.

But a youtube-translate will give you a sufficiently clear idea.

Because Ganser is so simple and direct.

Ganser 27-10-2018

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sL3aq3lRHUc

The word that you are, the language that we become

Love can never be requited. Asymmetry is its nature.

And love is always reciprocal, always authorised, and a dialogue. As sure as respiration proves the existence of air.

Love is always true and real. It is not necessary to add, as we love to do, that our love is true or genuine, because love is always absolutely true and as real as the earth supporting our feet.

The only thing that doesn't exist, not really, completely, or not yet, is the language of love. It is not at all necessary to add, "our love is so unique that there is no language yet that can give it a body", because this is true of every love and this incompetence of words is the most ordinary thing, it could even be a definition of love.

It is for this reason that love is supremely intelligent, it understands everything at once, but also always looks stupid. Love can never look intelligent. This is the core of erotism, and of modesty that needs to be respected, this nakedness of intelligence without a language, without a body. We understand it, and we pretend to not see that it is naked. This respect of modesty is love of love, and is true erotism.

To give a body to love, to find its language, is the lifework of everyone of us. This language is what we are, every one of us a unique word, every one of us entirely individual and completely related to everyone else, by the grace of the gods.

The miracle of the dialogue between humans and the gods, is that even when this language that we are doesn't yet exist, - and by far! Even when we suffer in our babbling and stuttering, love is still allowed to exist, it is granted to us, like a promise that the path is open, that we will find its language. Because God is modest. He gives us clothes.

The theft of land in Ukraine

If there is war where you live, there can be only 3 reasons:

1. You live on oil or minerals

2. You live on a trade route or on a frontier

3. You live on agricultural land

Other explanations seek to make you join the war.

https://www.oaklandinstitute.org/war-theft-takeover-ukraine-agricultural-land

la promesse que nous trouverons le langage de l'amour

L'amour n'est jamais "payé en retour", toujours asymétrique, sinon ça ne serait pas de l'amour, mais aussi toujours réciproque, aussi sûr que la respiration n'existe que lorsqu'il y a de l'air.

L'amour est toujours vrai et toujours réel. Donc ce n'est pas la peine de préciser ou de le qualifier, comme on aime le faire, de "vrai" ou de "véritable", car il est toujours absolument vrai et aussi réel que la terre qui porte nos pas.

La seule chose qui n'existe pas vraiment, pas complètement ou pas encore, c'est le langage de l'amour. Ce n'est même pas la peine de préciser "notre amour est tellement extraordinaire que le langage pour lui donner corps n'existe pas encore", car à la vérité cela est vrai de tous les amours et cette incompétence des mots est la chose la plus ordinaire, cela pourrait même être une des définitions possibles de l'amour.

C'est pour cela que l'amour est suprêmement intelligent, il comprend tout d'avance, et en même temps a toujours l'air bête. Un amour qui aurait l'air intelligent est impossible. C'est cela le coeur de l'érotisme, et de la modestie qui a besoin d'être respectée, cette nudité de l'intelligence sans langage, sans corps. On la devine, on sait qu'elle est nue, et on fait semblant de ne pas la remarquer. Ce respect de la modestie est l'amour de l'amour, et c'est le vrai érotisme. 

Donner corps à l'amour, lui trouver son langage, est l'œuvre de la vie de chacun de nous. Ce langage est ce que nous sommes, chacun de nous, entièrement individuel et entièrement relié aux autres hommes, grâce aux dieux.

Le miracle du dialogue entre les hommes et les dieux, c'est que même lorsque ce langage n'existe pas encore, et de loin ! Que nous souffrons dans les balbutiements et le bégaiement, l'amour a le droit d'exister tout de même, il nous est accordé, comme une promesse que le chemin est ouvert, que nous parviendrons à trouver son langage. Car Dieu est modeste. Il nous habille.

Speech of Roger Waters at the United Nations, 8 February 2023

Speech of Roger Waters at the United Nations, 8 February 2023

https://www.pressenza.com/2023/02/roger-waters-full-speech-at-the-un-security-council/

 

https://worldbeyondwar.org/fr/vidéo-roger-waters-discours-des-nations-unies/

 

 

Roger Waters, co-founder of  Pink Floyd, addressed the United Nations Security Council (UNSC) meeting today, Wednesday 8, 2023 in New York.

 

Madame/Mr President, Excellencies, Ladies and Gentlemen.

 

I feel profoundly honoured to be afforded this singular opportunity to brief your excellencies today. With your forbearance, I shall endeavour to express what I believe to be the feelings of countless of our brothers and sisters all over the world, both here in NY and across the seas. I shall invite them into these hallowed halls to have their say.

 

We are here to consider possibilities for peace in war-torn Ukraine, especially in light of the increasing volume of weapons arriving in that unhappy country. Every morning when I sit down at my laptop, I think of our brothers and sisters, in Ukraine and elsewhere, who, through no fault of their own find themselves in dire and often deadly circumstances. Over there, in Ukraine they may be soldiers facing another deadly day at the front, or they may be mothers or fathers facing the awful question how can I feed my child today, or they may be civilians knowing that today the lights will go out, for sure, as they always do in war zones, knowing that there is no fresh water, that there is no fuel for the stove, no blanket, just barbed wire and watch towers and walls and enmity. Or, they may be over here, in a big rich city like NY, here brothers and sisters can still find themselves in dire straights. Maybe, somehow, however hard they worked all their lives, they lost their footing on the slippery tilting deck of the neo-liberal capitalist ship we call life in the city and fell overboard to end up drowning.. Maybe they got sick, or maybe they took out a student loan, maybe they missed a payment, the margins are slim, who knows, but now they live on the street in a pile of cardboard, maybe even within sight of this United Nations building. Anyway, wherever they are, all over the world, war zone or not, together they make up a majority, a voiceless majority. Today I shall endeavor to speak for them.

 

We the people wish to live. We wish to live in peace in conditions of parity that give us the real opportunity to look after ourselves and our loved ones. We are hard workers and we are ready to work hard. All we need is a fair crack of the whip. Maybe that’s an unfortunate choice of idiom, after five hundred years of imperialism, colonialism, and slavery.

 

Anyway Please help us.

 

To help us you may have to consider our predicament, and to do so you may have to take your eye off the ball for a moment, to put your own goals momentarily to one side. What are your goals by the way? And here maybe I direct my inquiries more to the five permanent members of this Council. What are your goals? What is in the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow? Bigger profits for war industries? More power globally? A bigger share of the global cake? Is mother earth a cake to be gobbled up? Does not a bigger share of the cake mean less for everyone else? What if today, in this place of safety, we were to look in another direction, to look at our capacity for empathy for instance, to put ourselves in other’s shoes, like, right now, for instance, the shoes of that chap on the other side of this room, or even the shoes of the voiceless majority, if they have any shoes that is.

 

The Voiceless Majority is concerned that your wars, yes your wars, for these perpetual wars are not of our choosing, that your wars will destroy the planet that is our home, and along with every other living thing we will be sacrificed on the altar of two things, profits from the war to line the pockets of the very, very, few and the hegemonic march of some empire or other towards unipolar world domination. Please reassure us that that is not your vision for there is no good outcome down that road. That road leads only to disaster, everyone on that road has a red button in their briefcase and the further we go down that road the closer the itchy fingers get to that red button and the closer we all get to Armageddon. Look across the room, at this level we’re all wearing the same shoes.

 

So back to Ukraine. The invasion of Ukraine by The Russian Federation was illegal. I condemn it in the strongest possible terms. Also, The Russian invasion of Ukraine was not “unprovoked”, so I also condemn the provokateurs in the strongest possible terms. There, that’s got that out of the way.

 

When I wrote this speech yesterday, I included an observation that the power of veto in this council only lay in the hands of its permanent members, I was concerned that that was was undemocratic and rendered This Council toothless…. This morning I had a revelation……..TOOTHLESS! maybe toothless is in some ways a good thing……..If this is a toothless chamber……..I can open my big mouth on behalf of the voiceless without getting my head bitten off……. How cool is that. I read in the paper this morning, some anonymous diplomat quoted as saying, “Roger Waters! To address the Security Council? Whatever next?….. Mr Bean! Hwah! Hwah! Hwah! For those of you who don’t know, Mr Bean is an ineffectual character in an English comedy show on TV. So it’s a penny to a pound the anonymous diplomat is an Englishman, Hwah! hwah! hwah! To you too Sir! Ok, I think it’s time to introduce my mother, Mary Duncan Waters, she was a big influence on me, she was a school teacher, I say was, she’s been dead for fifteen years. My father, Eric Fletcher Waters, was a big influence on me too, he too is dead, he was killed on the 18th of February 1944 at Aprilia near The Anzio Bridgehead in Italy, when I was only five months old, so I know something about war and loss. Anyway back to my Mum. When I was about thirteen I was struggling with some knotty adolescent problem or other trying to decide what to do, it doesn’t matter what it was, I can’t remember anyway, but my mum sat me down and said, “Listen, you’re going to be faced with many knotty problems during your life and when you are here’s my advice, read, read, read find out everything you can about whatever it is, look at it from all sides, all angles, listen to all opinions, especially ones you don’t agree with, research it thoroughly, when you’ve done that you will have done all the heavy lifting and the next bit is easy, “Is it? Ok mum what’s the easy bit?”…….”Oh, the easy bit is, you just do the right thing.“ Hmm!

 

So speaking of doing the right thing brings me to human rights.

 

We the people, want universal human rights for all our brothers and sisters all over the world irrespective of their ethnicity, religion or nationality. To be clear, that would include but would not be limited to the right to life and property under the law for, for instance, Ukrainians, and for instance Palestinians. Yup, let that sink in. And obviously for all the rest of us. One of the problems with wars is that in a war zone or anywhere where the people live under military occupation, there is no recourse to the law, there are no human rights.

 

Today our brief is the possibility of peace in the Ukraine, with special reference to the arming of the Kiev regime by third parties.

 

I’m running out of time so,

 

What do the Voiceless millions have to say?

 

They say

Thank you for hearing us today

We are the many who do not share in the profits of the war industry.

We do not willingly raise our sons or daughters

To provide fodder for your cannons.

In our opinion

The only sensible course of action today

Is to call for an immediate ceasefire in Ukraine.

No ifs, no buts, no ands.

Not one more Ukrainian or Russian life is to be spent.

Not one.

They are all precious in our eyes.

 

So, the time has come to speak truth to power. You all remember the story of the Emperor’s new clothes? Of course you do. Well the leaders of your respective Empires stand, in one degree or another, naked before us. We have a message for them. It is a message from all the refugees in all the camps, a message from all the slums and favelas, a message from all the homeless, on all the cold streets, from all the earthquakes and floods, on earth. It is also a message from all the people, not quite starving but wondering how on earth to make the pittance they earn, meet the cost of a roof over their head and food for their families. My mother country England is, thank god, an Empire no more, but in that country now, there is a new catch phrase “Eat or Heat?” you can’t do both. It’s a cry echoing round the whole of Europe.

 

Apparently, the only thing the Powers that Be think we can all afford is perpetual war. How crazy is that?

 

So, from the four billion or so brothers and sisters in this Voiceless Majority who together with the millions in the international anti-war movement represent a huge constituency, enough is enough! We demand change.

 

President Biden, President Putin, President Zelenski,

USA, NATO, RUSSIA, THE EU, ALL OF YOU.

PLEASE CHANGE COURSE NOW,

AGREE TO A CEASEFIRE IN UKRAINE TODAY.

 

That, of course, will only be the starting point. But everything extrapolates from that starting point. Imagine the collective global sigh of relief. The outpouring of joy. The international joining of voices in harmony singing an anthem to peace! John Lennon pumping the air with his fist from the grave. We have finally been heard in the corridors of power. The bullies in the schoolyard have agreed to stop playing nuclear chicken. We’re not all going to die in a nuclear holocaust after all. At least not today. The powers that be have been persuaded to drop the arms race and perpetual war as their accepted modus operandum. We can stop squandering all our precious resources on war. We can feed our children, we can keep them warm. We may even learn to cooperate with all our brothers and sisters and even save our beautiful planet home from destruction. Wouldn’t that be nice?

 

Your Excellencies,

 

I thank you for your forbearance.

 

Roger Waters

The speed of science

In the face of the wave of misinformation and emotionally charged arguments that have overwhelmed Western societies and their followers in various parts of the world, it was difficult to find a rational response, and one was tempted to restrict their opinions and advices to themselves.

However, when the decision was taken worldwide to vaccinate children, at the end of 2021, this self-centered attitude was not viable anymore. Children are different.

I was, literally speaking, the only person in my children's entire environment, who was opposed to their covid vaccination. The other elders in our family, in their extended family, their teachers, their classmates, all were already vaccinated and asking my children what they were waiting for, with an air of responsibility and moral superiority.

My authority and credibility as a father was reduced to zero. Just speaking was useless.

When I realised, because she was still in bed late in the morning, that one of my daughter had taken the day before one shot of covaxin at a vaccination camp organised in her school - exceptionally open for vaccination, even as it was still closed for teaching - and furthermore, when I realised that I was the only person whom she kept in the dark, my world collapsed. I decided to to do what I should have done much before: 

Follow the scientific method.

As my daughter was in bed for 3 days, too weak to get up, I asked her, on the 3rd day when she was better, to collect covid, vaccination and population data from 3 government websites:

1) Cowin Portal:

https://www.cowin.gov.in/

2) State-Wise Covid Status:

https://www.mygov.in/corona-data/covid19-statewise-status/

3) Census of India:

https://censusindia.gov.in/census.website/

She took screenshots of each state number of vaccinations (1 and 2 doses) from the Cowin dashboard, and wrote down the figures in an excel sheet. She then wrote the number of covid cases and covid deaths of each state, in a different column, as per the State-wise Covid Status. In the next column she wrote the population of each state, as per the Census.

Then, dividing the number of vaccinations and number of cases and deaths by the population of each state, she obtained the numbers per capita.

She then sorted the columns by number of 1st dose per capita, and put the result in an x-y graph.

The result is below:

I then asked my daughter if she could see in this graph any relation between the number of vaccinations and the number of deaths. She was hesitant. It was not very clear, she said. There were very high variations between states. But there was a slight correlation: Higher the number of doses, higher the number of deaths. I then asked her, is it clear from the government data that vaccinations reduce the number of deaths? She said, "No. It is rather the opposite".

By the time she reached this conclusion, after 4 hours of tedious work, her  younger brother and elder sister had joined us and were also observing the data.

She decided to not go to school for the second dose. She would return to school only when the classes would restart. Her brother and sister also decided to not go to school get their shot. Their main worry was what to tell to their friends and to their teachers. But they felt confident they would be able to say something and to face them.

I am not sure what had the more influence, my daughter experiencing bad side effects (for more than a week) or assembling and studying government data. But to this day, my kids are the only ones in their entire school to not have been vaccinated.

It took 4 hours of boring, tedious clerical job: making screenshots, saving them in folders, writing the values in the excel sheet. 

4 hours. The speed of science?

Links to my daughter's files:

spreadsheet

screenshots

Zaporozhie, France, November 1969

 

Pierre Fournier, 17 November 1969 in l'Hebdo Hara-Kiri