Happy new year !

Many thanks to the sir that proclaimed this day a universal holiday!

The wormhole created from this generalized ambiance gave me the time to feel a thought more random and more intense than my routine-fishbowl-thinking. (well I hope…)

happy birthday old year !

I read something very beautiful today.

Paloma, in « L’élégance du hérisson » has a reflection on people flaming up cars in Paris. Because I always have this « rioting thing » on the back of my mind I spent a moment thinking about Paloma’s “why” explanation.

She describes a scene with an adopted Indonesian peasant child drinking tea in the middle of heavily civilized Paris. Mind the gap between the two points of reference of this child. It is half the earth. And the child falls in. His identity and then culture is lost somewhere on the road, and with no culture he is an uncivilized animal. That’s the way she puts it.

I can add nothing to it but another camera : For me, the violence on cars is the scream of somebody falling in this gap. In the case of my country the gap that makes us scream is maybe that we have to live like old people when we are very young and like children as we get older. Having experienced this, I think very high of Internet and its democratic turbines. For the moment and at its present shape internet is one sure open bridge to feel connected to your civilization, whatever you feel this is, with no logistics involved.

very much like santa claus for those of you that gave up believing.

hope?wish

Georgia

2 Responses to “From the time refugee: my random holiday note”


  1. Eh, happy new year to you too? I get the feeling like word war 3 is going on in Greece / your world right now?

  2. Georgia Says:

    Thank you Vince, it is very sensible from you to look in Greece’s side, I will try to lighten this up a bit since I have the pleasure to live it through in home sweet home!
    I am no guerrilla expert but I feel that rioting is not to worry about, it has been very easy for us to adopt it and re-establish our urban balances.
    I felt worried throughout the first week and mostly because of the tear-gas regularly poisoning our air.
    In day 2 the building of our National Academy was damaged, which is a same.
    In day 4, our National media began to crack their informational capsule, using a more out-of-the-tv-box frame, which was a funny note.
    One week later, day 7, we were driving to go to a cinema in Exarheia. We didn’t know were it was exactly so we asked a by standing special policeman for directions. He was quite busy watching out for some small “fireworks” going off in the street just below (it’s a hill). He replied that there was some trouble where we were and we were quite disappointed that he didn’t reply our question. We found it with a small circle, it was a nice and calm evening.
    Day 18, we celebrated Christmas eve in the same area Exarheia-Lycabettus, to find out in next day’s news that there was ‘war’ going on under our nose. (where?)
    Yesterday it was the same news. hmmm…and then I spotted that 1147 cars were burnt in France but nobody made a big deal about it.
    conclusion? Guerrilla is a strange situation, as a citizen you feel and are safe as long as you know what you stand for.
    no worries, this year will have more quality !


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