Morning glory

Je dédicace cet article à toutes mes amies, elles sont belles et rebelles, amères et mères, communistes et anarchistes, fatiguées et amusées, pleines d'espoir et pleines d'idées, à toutes une pensée profonde parce que sans vous je ne serai pas celle que je suis, votre soutien et votre amour m'accompagnent, je vous aime, merci.
Au réveil ce matin j’avais encore en tête les dires de Jonathan le gentil juif suédois engagé contre l’occupation par le biais du Freedom Théâtre de Jénine. Il expliquait qu'il ne voulait pas enseigner la paix par la culture mais juste la liberté. Ceci en référence direct avec les préceptes activistes de Arna Mer Khamis
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arna_Mer-Khamis
fille de juif sioniste mariée à un palestinien, elle s'est abandonnée à la cause des réfugiés. Elle a ensuite fondé le Stone Theater depuis détruit par les israéliens en 2002. Est ensuite né de ces cendres le www.thefreedomtheatre.org
Comment ne pas se préoccuper de la situation dans une ville telle que Jénine ? http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/J%C3%A9nine
Comment garder un cap créatif et culturel avec des adolescents dont au moins un ami a sa figure placardée sur un mur de la ville, avec une mauvaise retouche photoshop qui lui met un gros M16 dans les bras, stipulant qu'il est mort pour son pays. Comment le théâtre devient, au même titre que la photo, un moyen efficace de sortir de soi, de s’oublier, de se découvrir, de donner son avis sans même s’en rendre compte. C’est à ce moment précis que je me sens bien, très bien, que tout devient clair. Je suis une adulte. Je prétends. Je sais. Je critique. Je commente. J’enseigne. Je sais encore. J’accepte la responsabilité d’être à mon tour critiquée, commentée, reprise et corrigée, parce que je sais encore et encore que prétendre veut dire se montrer, se confronter, dialoguer, argumenter, sans ne jamais donner de preuve. Dans ce pays où l’on fait l’éloge de l’effort solidaire et (ou) humanitaire, les diplômes ne comptent plus, ils sont à vendre et ils sont fantoches. Les discours houleux et les langues de bois ne font pas 5 minutes dans les assemblées. Pas de constitution pour Israël, pas de chambre pour Palestine, la politique est un jeu d’enfants. Le plus fier et le plus mauvais sera le plus respecté, jusqu’à ce qu’un plus malin prenne sa place. Un plus malin quelques temps, qui deviendra si fier lui aussi qu’il ne sera plus respecté que par les fanatiques et les idiots. Mais je ne vous apprends rien. Dans les plus anarchistes des constitutions se battent ce qui prétendent le moins en en voulant le plus. Toutes ces organisations autogérées dans tous les pays sous oppression, fonctionnent avec la plus dure des lois, celle du plus fort. Tant que je serai bénévole, je pourrai tenir tous les discours que je veux, après tout Qui et là pour me taper sur les doigts… Mais dès lors que je serai payée pour faire ce que je fais ou autre chose, ma parole ne pourra plus prétendre de rien. Il n’y aura plus ni dialogue ni confrontation, il n’y a aura plus que hiérarchie et soumission. La vie quoi. Tout ça pour dire que je sais qu’appartenir aux loups plutôt qu’aux brebis ne fais pas envie à tout le monde mais qu’en l’occasion se présente d’être parmi ceux qui font tourner la machine comme on dit, et bien pourquoi pas ? Vous allez me dire, quelle machine, ah bin oui ! Chirac en examen, passible de 10 ans de prison qu’il ne fera jamais ; aïylovlaflansse, comentalévusilvuplé… Les requins, les grands, les forts, les puissants, les instruits, les savants, les adultes en somme, s’occupent de huiler les engrenages, il s’assurent que la fluidité ne grippe jamais, ou presque. Jusqu’au fin fond de la Palestine, la France fait bonne figure et donne des leçons aux pauvres ignorants du monde entier. On doit être balèze quelque part, sur de nous et prétentieux, non ? Zut, j’oubliais presque, je suis française, mais vous savez quoi, j’adore ça. Vive la république et vive la Flansse !

I dedicate this story to all my friends, they are beautiful and rebels, bitter and mothers, communists and anarchists, tired and amusées, hopeful and full of ideas, all of profound thought because without you I will not be that I am, your support and love with me, I love you, thank you.
Upon waking up this morning I still had in mind the words of the nice Jewish Jonathan Swedish committed against occupation through the Freedom Theatre in Jenin. He explained that he did not want to teach peace through culture, but just freedom. This is in direct reference to the precepts activists Arna Mer Khamis
Http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arna_Mer-Khamis
Zionist Jewish girl married to a Palestinian, she dropped to the refugee cause. She then founded the Stone Theater since destroyed by the Israelis in 2002. East then emerged from the ashes of these www.thefreedomtheatre.org
How can we not be concerned about the situation in a city like Jenin? Http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/J% C3% A9nine
How to keep a cap with creative and cultural adolescents with at least one friend had his face placard on the wall of the city, with a bad photoshop retouching it is a big M16 in the arms, that he died for his country . How is the theatre, as well as the photo, an effective way to get out of oneself, to forget, to discover, to give its opinion without even realizing it. It is at this precise moment that I feel good, very good, that everything becomes clear. I am an adult. I pretend. I know. I review. Comment. I teach. I know. I accept responsibility for my turn to be criticized, reviewed, corrected and recovery, because I know again and again that means pretend to be, to confront, discuss and argue, without ever giving proof. In a country where one praised the effort of solidarity and humanitarian (or), diplomas no longer are for sale and they are stooges. The heated rhetoric and the language of wood are not 5 minutes in assemblies. No constitution for Israel, no room for Palestine, politics is a game for children. The proudest and most ill-will be the most respected until a more clever take his place. A more clever some time, which will become so proud that he, too, would no longer be respected by the fanatics and idiots. But I need not explain. In most anarchists constitutions are fighting that claimed least wanting more. All these organizations self in all countries under oppression, work with the hardest laws, the strongest. As long as I can be a volunteer, I can take all the speeches that I want, and who after all there to tap me on the fingers… But since I am paid to do what I do, or else, my word no longer pretend anything. There will be neither dialogue nor more confrontation, there will more than hierarchy and submission. What's life. All that to say that I know that the wolves rather than sheep do not want to everybody but that the opportunity presents itself to be among those who run the machine as they say, and many Why not? You will say, what machine, bin ah yes! Chirac under investigation, punishable by 10 years in prison he will never; aïylovlaflansse, comentalévusilvuplé… Sharks, the big, strong, powerful, educated, scholars, adults in short, dealing with the oil gears, it shall ensure that the fluid does not influenza, or nearly so. Until the bottom of Palestine, France made a strong showing and gives lessons to the poor ignorant of the world. There must be somewhere balèze on us and pretentious, right? Damn, I forgot, I am French, but you know what, I love it. Long live to the republic and vive la Flansse!

BANG BANG! THEY SHOT THEM DOWN

Every night gunshots, beatings with guns, fireworks, fire Bengali, noises which are fear, which are startling, who imagine scenarios increasingly loony or fetched one than others. Until the day when we woke up and it was learned that last night, 4 of those shots were not fireworks. What 4 men died a few minutes from our door, a few steps from that of my Arabic teacher, a Christian hopeless and tired ...
4 men sometimes called Jihad fighters, armed resistance, activists, terrorists or dad. As Larry said, a soldier who kills a soldier in war is a guy who made his job, a soldier who kills a civilian is a bastard, and a civilian who kills a soldier is a resilient. In short, today on the place of the nativity, remember where Jesus was born ... A big symposium was organized to extend the mourning of the martyrs 4 in a more politicized. Posters, a tent, thousands of passers have come to hear the speeches of elected (one of the killed was a member of the municipal council of Bethlehem), women on one side, men on the other and everything by the World abruti psalms, suras and excuses given to militants armed with combat violence. Who do I blame?
This afternoon, two young photo of my group arrived in advance, we have the opportunity to discuss some of the events I have mentioned, how do they live this kind of position overall ... The sad truth is that these kids aged 16 and 17 have immediately responded that the Koran had the answer. That was the answer to everything, and since the beginning. That the entire century was predicted in its pages ... Blah blah blah
Fear and anger. What da fuck?
I had to interfer continue with Buddhism and Hinduism which way on the other side of Asia, to convince them of their ignorance. Poor lambs.
For those who are interested, here is the address of the blog that have created with young people in my group photo:
Www.ypbbcp.blogspot.com
Anyway who rira well rira the last and that the best man wins.