The sleep of reason

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In spite of itself, information from the regime is overflowing. Every day we receive information about corrupt politicians, of laws written for delinquents, of bankers paying handfuls to politicians, of a recession in the country.

But, by now we are anaesthetised to this. If the sleep of reason generates monsters, here we have the monsters that have generated the sleep of reason. Someone has taken control of Parliament and of the State with the indifference of the general public.

Let’s listen to a voice from the past to understand our present day.

“Those people are always influenced by one and the same preoccupation when they introduce something new into their programme or modify something already contained in it. That preoccupation is directed towards the results of the next election. The moment these artists in parliamentary government have the first glimmering of a suspicion that their darling public may be ready to kick up its heels and escape from the harness of the old party wagon they begin to paint the shafts with new colours. On such occasions the party astrologists and horoscope readers, the so-called 'experienced men' and 'experts', come forward. For the most part they are old parliamentary hands whose political schooling has furnished them with ample experience. They can remember former occasions when the masses showed signs of losing patience and they now diagnose the menace of a similar situation arising. Resorting to their old prescription, they form a 'committee'. They go around among the darling public and listen to what is being said. They dip their noses into the newspapers and gradually begin to scent what it is that their darlings, the broad masses, are wishing for, what they reject and what they are hoping for. The groups that belong to each trade or business, and even office employees, are carefully studied and their innermost desires are investigated.
So the committees meet to revise the old programme and draw up a new one.

For these people change their convictions just as the soldier changes his shirt in war – when the old one is bug-eaten. In the new programme everyone gets everything he wants. The farmer is assured that the interests of agriculture will be safeguarded. The industrialist is assured of protection for his products. The consumer is assured that his interests will be protected in the market prices. Teachers are given higher salaries and civil servants will have better pensions. Widows and orphans will receive generous assistance from the State. Trade will be promoted. The tariff will be lowered and even the taxes, though they cannot be entirely abolished, will be almost abolished.

It sometimes happens that one section of the public is forgotten or that one of the demands mooted among the public has not reached the ears of the party. This is also hurriedly patched on to the whole, should there be any space available for it: until finally it is felt that there are good grounds for hoping that the whole normal host of philistines, including their wives, will have their anxieties laid to rest and will beam with satisfaction once again. And so, internally armed with faith in the goodness of God and the impenetrable stupidity of the electorate, the struggle for what is called 'the reconstruction of the Reich' can now begin.

Morning after morning the honourable deputy wends his way to the House, and though he may not enter the Chamber itself he gets at least as far as the front hall, where he will find the register on which the names of the deputies in attendance have to be inscribed. As a part of his onerous service to his constituents he enters his name, and in return receives a small indemnity as a well-earned reward for his unceasing and exhausting labours.

When four years have passed, or in the meantime if there should be some critical weeks during which the parliamentary corporations have to face the danger of being dissolved, these honourable gentlemen become suddenly seized by an irresistible desire to act. Just as the grub-worm cannot help growing into a cock-chafer, these parliamentarian worms leave the great House of Puppets and flutter on new wings out among the beloved public.

They address the electors once again, give an account of the enormous labours they have accomplished and emphasize the malicious obstinacy of their opponents. They do not always meet with grateful applause; for occasionally the unintelligent masses throw rude and unfriendly remarks in their faces. When this spirit of public ingratitude reaches a certain pitch there is only one way of saving the situation. The prestige of the party must be burnished up again. The programme has to be amended. The committee is called into existence once again. And the swindle begins anew. Once we understand the impenetrable stupidity of our public we cannot be surprised that such tactics turn out successful. Led by the Press and blinded once again by the alluring appearance of the new programme, the bourgeois as well as the proletarian herds of voters faithfully return to the common stall and re-elect their old deceivers.

The 'people's man' and labour candidate now change back again into the parliamentarian grub and become fat and rotund as they batten on the leaves that grow on the tree of public life – to be retransformed into the glittering butterfly after another four years have passed.”

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Fully agrees with M.-R. Stringer

Posted by: Slav | February 22, 2006 11:00 AM

@ Emmanuele:
I thank you very much for your good words!
@ The Prince:
By the wayÖ Iíve often wondered what I would do if I had a time machine....
I did many mistakes in my life, with the time machine I would get back in the time to repair the done mistakes....
Someone could say that it is a banal thing, but itís not true.
Before repairing the mistakes is necessary to recognizing them as such... in other words , is necessary to admit to have made a mistake!
This is not very frequent, and for this reason the world goes wrong.
(the concept is complex, and my english is not good enough to explain it... but Iím sure, you understand what I mean !)

Posted by: Raffaella Biferale | February 16, 2006 01:15 PM

I have never and most probably will never give my vote to a politician as a blanc check to act in my name. I refuse to puppet myself in this game of democracy. A system which allows my two compagnions to eat my lunch if they decided to vote for it.

Posted by: Patrick Emmett | February 16, 2006 11:52 AM

If I had a time machine I would use it by swapping JFK with the Stupid Dwarf in that convertible in Dallas and then giving a medal to Lee Harvey Oswald (If he really did it)

Posted by: Giovanni Principe | February 15, 2006 11:48 PM

Raffaella, I uphold your opinion, and hope the internet will serve us as a non-conventional weapon to fight the scum of this world.

(also, I've noticed that you are a frequent reader of this blog. I am sure your shrewd comments represent the voice of a discerning mind, and I appreciate it. Keep up the good spirit into you!)

Posted by: Emmanuele Da Iglesias | February 14, 2006 01:37 AM

History teaches us that we must wake up as soon as possibile, otherwise the past will come back with his monsters! Hitler was a monster, but he was a child of his time. We are not out of danger!

Posted by: Raffaella Biferale | February 13, 2006 02:26 PM

Well, "a b c d" (I thought anonymous messages would be cancelled ?!), your opposition is just like the Australian opposition: a bunch of useless bastards who spend all their time arguing between the many factions that comprise them, all trying to top each other and no-one actually working on coming up with any decent PLATFORMS through which to be effective against the incumbents. Admittedly, they have no advisors to help them (supplied to government only); but I think they prefer to be occupied with internecine squabbles, anyway. Does this not sound familiar ...?

Posted by: M.-R. Stringer | February 13, 2006 12:04 AM

I've just heard on the news about prime minister silvio berlusconi saying "i am the Jesus Christ of politics" on the BBC World Service... what comes out of their comments?
The Vatican hasn't made any comment yet (I think I know why...)
They also mentioned when a few days ago he compared himself to Napoleon...

Oh man... I wish I were born somewhere else sometimes!

Posted by: Emmanuele Da Iglesias | February 12, 2006 05:22 PM

we have passed the non-returnable line many months ago.

we are hopeless

but we can try, in the case we are lucky, to survive too, instead of continue to sleep and see people sleeping and make other people sleep and feel fine when everybody is sleeping and hate to wake up and do nothing else...

Posted by: mauro mazzerioli | February 12, 2006 04:28 PM

This really is a snapshot of Italy these days...I think it's a bit scaring, yet we are luckier than the people of the past (apart from Chinese..) we have access to THE INTERNET, WE HAVE THE POSSIBILITY TO KNOW, HENCE BEING LESS VULNERABLE

Posted by: Emmanuele Da Iglesias | February 12, 2006 04:08 PM

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