Anatole France
lunes, 16 de septiembre de 2013
La igualdad ante la Ley
Anatole France
sábado, 19 de febrero de 2011
La estúpida espera de un milagro
"On the meridian of time there is no injustice: there is only the poetry of motion creating the illusion of truth and drama. If at any moment anywhere one comes face to face with the absolute, the great sympathy which makes men like Gautama and Jesus seem divine freezes away; the monstrous thing is not that men have created roses out of this dung heap, but that, for some reason or other, they should want roses. For some reason or other man looks for the miracle, and to accomplish it he will wade through blood. He will debauch himself with ideas, he will reduce himself to a shadow if for only one second of his life he can close his eyes to the hideousness of reality. Everything is endured –disgrace, humiliation, poverty, war, crime, ennui– in the belief that overnight something will occur, a miracle, which while a meter is running inside and there is no hand that can reach in there and shut it off. All the while someone is eating the bread of life and drinking the wine, some dirty fat cockroach of a priest who hides away in the cellar guzzling it, while up above in the street a phantom host touches the lips and the blood as pale as water. And out of the endless torment and misery no miracle comes forth, no microscopic vestige even of relief. Only ideas, pale, attenuated ideas which have to be fattened by slaughter; ideas which come forth like bile, like the guts of a pig when the carcass is ripped open…
Somehow the realization that nothing was to be hoped for had a salutary effect upon me. For weeks and months, for years, in fact, all my life I had been looking forward to something happening, some extrinsic event that would alter my life, and now suddenly, inspired by the absolute hopelessness of everything, I felt relived, felt as though a great burden had been lifted from my shoulders…
Had one single element of man’s nature been altered, vitally, fundamentally altered, by the incessant march of history? By what he calls the better part of his nature, man has been betrayed, that is all."
Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer
viernes, 14 de enero de 2011
La fe
La fe, esa prótesis de la voluntad y la razón.
domingo, 12 de diciembre de 2010
Mr. Kurtz
"Anything approaching the change that came over his features I have never seen before, and hope never to see again. Oh, I wasn't touched. I was fascinated. It was as though a veil had been rent. I saw on that ivory face the expression of somber pride, of ruthless power, of craven terror--of an intense and hopeless despair. Did he live his life again in every detail of desire, temptation, and surrender during that supreme moment of complete knowledge? He cried in a whisper at some image, at some vision,--he cried out twice, a cry that was no more than a breath--
"`The horror! The horror!' "
Conrad
lunes, 15 de noviembre de 2010
el pacifismo tico y otros cuentos
viernes, 12 de noviembre de 2010
Desecho Internacional
"Desde luego, según la terminología aquí aceptada (como conveniente) no puede en realidad designarse como derecho a un orden que sólo esté garantizado por la expectativa de la reprobación y de las represalias de los lesionados... y que carezca de un cuadro de personas especialmente destinado a imponer su cumplimiento."
Max Weber, Conceptos Sociológicos Fundamentales.
miércoles, 10 de noviembre de 2010
Manipulaciones nacionalistas
"Muchos de los problemas de la política práctica se plantearían de otra manera si no existiera una ideología tan apelmazada sobre nuestra condición excepcional y nuestras virtudes democráticas. Cuando se hacen llamados a defender los "valores de nuestros abuelos", o "las nobles tradiciones democráticas que heredamos" firmamos, de manera imprudente, un cheque en blanco. El nacionalismo de la excepción, el nacionalismo apelando a la democracia, la igualdad y la paz, nos inviste de una identidad confusa, funcional la mayor parte de las veces a quienes tienen el poder, la cual impide registrar lo que debería ser visto, y actuar más acorde con las convicciones democráticas que decimos proferir."
Manuel Solis, La Institucionalidad Ajena.
lunes, 25 de octubre de 2010
Guerra por la Salud Pública
sábado, 11 de septiembre de 2010
Our 'war on drugs' has been an abysmal failure
It is wrecking the government of Mexico. It is financing the Taliban in Afghanistan. It is throwing 11,000 Britons into jail. It is corrupting democracy throughout Latin America. It is devastating the ghettoes of America and propagating Aids in urban Europe. Its turnover is some £200bn a year, on which it pays not a penny of tax. Thousands round the world die of it and millions are impoverished. It is the biggest man-made blight on the face of the earth.
No, it is not drugs. They are as old as humanity. Drugs will always be a challenge to individual and communal discipline, alongside alcohol and nicotine. The curse is different: the declaration by states that some drugs are illegal and that those who supply and use them are criminals. This is the root of the evil.