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beautiful, well done, the message has come through loud and clear. if only people knew what Ethiopia really is, they would welcome an Ethiopian into their home as if nothing were the matter. in fact, they would pay for the honor. Ethiopia is what we once were and what we will become again, at the end of it all, after the credits roll, finally free.

staying on the topic of false needs that arise in imitation of the West: Etiopia, la diga della discordia a rischio la vita di 500 mila persone - Repubblica.it

I recommend a film. Stories of Haneke speaks, indeed, about the encounter of different, yet similar stories. There is a scene that, although it explains nothing, explains everything about French colonization and the processes of decolonization. Basically, they are in the subway in Paris, and a Maghreb boy starts to pester this typically bourgeois Parisian actress, with her bourgeois problems, nose in the air and all that. In this scene, shot in a single continuous take, the woman moves, changes seats, and before getting off, the boy spits in her face. He starts to move, preparing to exit the train when an old Maghreb man shouts at him to be ashamed. Unfortunately, colonization is not just about exploiting resources and people. Unfortunately, it is about exporting cultural models. The Belgians, or the Italians, or the Portuguese haven’t exported cultural models, but the French have, and from this stems all the resentment of the Maghreb people, people who were forbidden to study their own language, people who had to know about Napoleon and nothing else, people to whom De Gaulle promised assimilation and French citizenship.
The issue of Coca-Cola is a sad reality. Another example could be sunglasses. I dare you to find a single warlord who hasn’t been photographed wearing sunglasses, camouflage, and holding a rifle... an African Rambo. Indeed, in Africa, there are still those who walk around with everything needed to show an outdoor movie using VHS tapes of American films from the '80s, all gunfights and blood.
But in the end, setting aside these aspects, which are important for understanding African nations and their structure... there are no nations in Africa. Before we Westerners set foot there, Africa was divided into tribes; now there are entities with borders drawn on a map. All internal wars (African wars are never between two states—except for a few significant exceptions—but always civil wars that then become ethnic wars) are due to the fact that a tribe gets divided into 2, 3, 4, or even 5 states, as in the case of Somalia... and indeed Somalia is the state in the worst shape of all, lacking even a flag.
We haven’t just killed, destroyed, and exploited; we have violated, and those who are born today are mixed-blood. Their culture, their traditions bend in shame before Western prosperity, giving rise to a sense of guilt for their poverty and a nearly Christian respect for those who have made money in life (and this is an Americanism). We have much to apologize for.

I do not justify even the mistreatment of a single animal, let alone the killing of a human being, regardless of everything they have done in their life, whether they are a piece of shit or some gentleman. Then there would be a lot to discuss about the numbers of that massacre... actually, there's nothing to discuss since numbers are numbers, they are not opinions; they are what they are and should only be spread by breaking through the propaganda and correcting the school books that, for the past 60 years, have informed in a way that distorts people, all at the convenience of the current Freemasonry. Moving on to serious stuff :) geb, more than a record, I would recommend keeping an eye on the Soundway catalog (http://www.soundwayrecords.com/catalogue) which puts out compilations of stuff from Central Africa, and lately there have been a couple of new releases that I haven't had the chance to listen to yet. In particular, I recommend this record here, which I think is beautiful: Soundway Records And also take a look at the vast catalog of Strut (http://www.strut-records.com/releases)... particularly recommended is the latest compilation on Mulatu Astatke (http://www.strut-records.com/node/193). Happy fishing!

Look, the fact that you consider my statement dangerous reinforces my idea that Jewish propaganda is still going strong; after all, the web is filled with propaganda, from those who compare antisemitism (why is there no anti-Christianity? No anti-Buddhism? Even here Sartre was wrong... an absolutely useless and nonsensical man) to anti-Zionism, to various associations aimed at observing the current anti-Jewish prejudice as if we were back in 1936, not to mention the yearly bullshit every January 27 (and the other genocides barely get half a service, not even thirty seconds of attention). There is evidence, facts, things that it's not my job to spread; if people are interested, they can look for them, they are available to everyone regardless of individual interest, from Rathenau who claimed that "the entire world is governed by 300 Israelites that I know" to Disraeli who said that "wars and revolutions are the masses of the Jewish people." All the "goym" intellectuals, that is non-Jews, because Jews also have a name for those who are not Jewish, until the end of World War II, when it was not frowned upon to say what one thought, were antisemitic. From Bakunin who said that "considered as a nation, Jews are above all exploiters of the labor of other men" to his eternal enemy Dostoevsky, two men who only agreed in considering Jews as exploiters and less than scum. You see, current moralism is what makes the world what it is; you can't speak poorly without being called antisemitic, communist, fascist, radical-chic, pidduista, right-wing anarchist, and so on. You can't reason, you can't go against the grain without having to clarify, rectify, justify, and blablabla. If you're interested in understanding, here's a little advice: when the world was a better place, and why antisemitism was so widespread, I recommend "Against Antisemitism" by Adorno, the only one who actually understood something, unlike that half-baked Sartre (and that's two :)). And with this I clarify, before some big shot comes along, that I'm not antisemitic in the least. I have no sympathy for Freemasons, whether they are nerdy Freemasons, Jewish Freemasons, or Piedmontese. I find them all disgusting. I hope these two words suffice because I intend, if necessary, to talk about Africa and nothing else.

look, these are things that can't be explained through written words without writing a book. one thing is to talk about it in person, another is this, and above all, I don’t want to shift the focus, especially since the Jews have more than enough attention... it's a commodity, attention can be bought, and Africans can't afford it. so I wrote this review partly because I felt like it and partly to bring, in my tiny way, attention to a page of history that I wouldn’t say is forgotten, but simply ignored. if one day there is a possibility, we will talk about it; otherwise, if I really had to care about my opinion, which is rather strange :), write to me privately. @ geb: "For those (guiltily or not) who were unaware of everything, it's a good way to learn about a piece of recent history." I completely agree, it's what I tried to say and that's why its simplicity, despite being a flaw, can be justified. "I don't think it’s meant for simple minds; it can emotionally engage even those who already know about the situation in Rwanda." look, I’m passionate about history, not the facts presented as they are in school books, but passionate about documents, the ones that make real history, and I’m also passionate about Africa, its culture, music, food, philosophies, and so on. I knew the events while watching the film and though the narrative didn’t fit into my frameworks, I was moved. so, you are right :)

Here's Geb, more or less what I wanted to say in response to your interesting comment, has already been said by Kosmo. The film is necessary, not beautiful, that's how I see it. Like Gomorra, for example: a mediocre writer who writes something that needed to be written. The film has the flaw of being a kind of American production (I'm not surprised that the director is Irish :)), with the obsessive search for a good and a bad, for good and evil. The things I like are always beyond good and evil. This film isn't. The Hutus are the bad guys and the Tutsis are the good guys, and in reality, it’s not that simple. In reality, the only culprits are the whites, all of them; anyone who has studied the situation might even think that if the Tutsis hadn’t played nice with the Belgians, they would have spared themselves a lot of suffering… even better if the Belgians had stayed home drinking beer and eating chips. It’s a simple film made for people with simple brains, precisely a sort of African Schindler's List (bleah!) that forgets to make an important clarification: while the Jews sought and earned all the evil they suffered (to put it in Malcolm X's words regarding Kennedy's death), and despite that, I justify nothing, it would be absurd to suggest such a thing, Africans are not: they are absolutely and totally innocent; the West is to blame for their suffering, Africans hold no guilt, and a different characterization of the characters—I'm sure—would have happened if this film had been made by someone with special sensitivity like Spike Lee or an African at random. This film has the same flaw as the museum: looking at things different from us through our eyes and therefore shaping them. Only, unlike the museum, the film is made to expose, albeit crudely, a fact; the museum exists to hide.

my favorite book, second only to Il Compagno always by Cesare, my friend. I won't read the review so I don't ruin my day.

look at Coxon smashing through a door that's already been busted down. he has personality, quite naif and goofy enough to please me, a great sound and two Plexis that just looking at them makes your eardrums ache, but the fact that he’s monstrously skilled technically (even though I don’t care if someone is technically good) and innovative is an abnormally massive load of crap, of colossal proportions. he has personality. end of story, and that’s all it takes for him to rise above his bandmates, which is saying something. that said, I don’t want to convince you that Blur are mediocre, far from it.

And anyway, just to make a comparison, the day after I listened to this, I shot straight into "Haircuts" by Motorpsycho, which I recommend to all biped creatures equipped with eardrums, as it not only talks about interesting people, toothless and with constantly evolving hair, but even about "artists," if we want to call them that, and musicians with balls so big that they have to rent a van just to go buy milk from the Pakistani... but then, are there Pakistanis in Trondheim? There's a concert at Paradiso, you see. And it’s not that I want to make a comparison, there’s no comparison, obviously. I just meant to say.