Always between two trains, or two countries, or two towns, catch me if you can. You may find me in English, except if I am in Pali or some other more or less exotic language, or book. Have you tried the Dhammapada recently? If not, just give it a try, in Pali of course. You may also have a try at looking for me on the Internet, simply Coulardeau with Google, but on the global web, not on the French pages of it. Have a good trip.
From 2009 to 2015 Ivan was my student at Paris I
University of Panthéon-Sorbonne and then my personal assistant. He played a
role that is important for us who want to penetrate the mysteries of the
cosmos, at times at the smaller scale of our own little self: research is
always a hunting adventure after ourselves, a cruel and difficult hunt for what
we may accept to think after long periods of debate about subjects that have
been examined and explored by many people and yet not in the light we would
prefer. The assistant is both a doppelganger and he stimulating challenge: how
can I make the assistant understand the value of what I propose after fifty
years of research whereas he is virginal, innocent, practical still
uncultivated, just a promise we believe in and listen to. Ivan was the one who
reacted at first at the chapters of my research I submitted to him for critical
reading and such critical reactions are the signs of something that is not
perfect, clear or complete.
Then Ivan moved to bringing some remarks and some data
to the research that was being done together and he finally jumped into the
shotgun seat and brought his own research on whole chapters of the work. When
we confronted our views it was sometimes tense, sometimes emotional, sometimes
intense, but always fiery and courteous as if we were in some old tournament
trying to conquer for both of us the golden fleece of the legend. . . And that’s
when the assistant becomes an inspiration and starts haunting the master with a
constant challenge, night and day. Since then he has been trying to create a
universe of his own (http://greentertainment.com/).
Ivan and more recently Serban have become part of this
long adventure or quest that finds its symbolical vestment in this question:
What was Cro-Magnon’s language? And this simple question took us to many continents
over several hundred thousand years and simple questions about the finality of the
natural selection of some mutations that produced Homo Sapiens and it is today
clear that selection was performed to make Homo Sapiens a long distance fast bipedal
runner. The invention of language was a collateral side-effect, like the
pianist getting shot in a Far West frontier saloon after the Civil War.
Along with this research I dedicated during these years
several books of poetry (four exactly not listed below but all available at any
Amazon Kindle Store) to Ivan who more or less opened up some gates in my mind
that even Sri Lanka and Buddhism had not been able to open, at least
completely, though for me Pïdurangala and their Buddhist monastery and school are
sacred land.
Serban V.C. Enache (http://serbanvcenache.blogspot.fr/2017/06/trade-and-gains-from-diversity-why.html)
joined the adventure with his own books of fiction and then with his review of the
latest book on the Indian Ocean. That review was requested by a university
publisher in Barcelona, though after a while they preferred not to publish it.
You will find it on Academia.edu.
Just dare explore some of these books and enjoy our
diversity. Human life would be so boring if we did not have such meeting of
minds and souls that are at times so different but that discover they can work
together and reach out to things they could not even imagined before. Some call
that love. I prefer calling it life.
Les Editions La Dondaine, 8 rue de la Chaussée, 63880
Olliergues, France, publie de nombreux ouvrages sur KDP Kindle d'Amazon. Ici
nous mettons en lumière quatre livres mais près d'une douzaine d'auteurs et
illustrateurs. L'édition virtuelle est l'avenir de la diffusion des livres .
C'est de l'auto-édition pour Amazon. C'est de l'édition virtuelle totalement
professionnelle pour les Editions La Dondaine. Les auteurs gardent leur
copyright sur leurs oeuvres.
Prenez un peu de temps pour découvrir ces quatre ouvrages.
# posted by Dr. Jacques COULARDEAU @ 12:39 PM 0 comments
Wednesday, June 28, 2017
The context of 1993 and 2017 are highly neglected
J.T. ROGERS – OSLO – 2017
Politics used directly on a stage as a subject for a play or
an opera is quite common. It is known as agitprop in many cases where the
objective is to move the audience into action. That was used a lot in Germany
in the 1920-30s. It was loved in the USSR after the Bolshevik revolution, with
some attempts before. After the Second World War, in the USA that type of drama
developed a lot especially with operas by John Adams. I will call three titles:
1987 Nixon in China, 1991 The Death of Klinghoffer, 2005 Doctor Atomic. In the same line but
fictionalized we have Stanley Kubrick’s classic 1964 film Dr. Strangelove. This play by J.T. Rogers is both in that tradition
and yet different. It not only pretends to cover particular totally
confidential historic events but it also pretends it is the truth about how it
happened. The subject being the end of the first Intifada and the recognition
of PLO by Israel on September 13, 1993 and the meeting on that occasion of
Yasser Arafat and Yitzhak Rabin in Washington DC.
The play though can only claim to cover some secret
negotiations leading to an international agreement and a temporary solution to
a conflict. We cannot in anyway consider this is precisely what happened. The
places and the people are probably correct but their feelings, their reactions,
their way to behave can only be the result of the creative and mental
reconstruction by the author. This means we cannot analyze this play as if it
were some historical document, but only as what it is: a play written by
someone who was not a direct witness of these totally secret events. The author
knows about it since the final meeting of the two leaders in Washington DC is
given as a real document: the real TV coverage at the time. It means that apart
from this final true TV coverage of a true historical and historic event, all
the rest has to be analyzed as a play and nothing else.
A Norwegian couple plus the Minister of Foreign Affairs of
Norway are the main intermediaries and intercessors, at times nothing but
facilitators. It is both surprising and interesting to see what the author
considers as the good behavior of such facilitators. Norway provides the
secluded totally secure meeting place away from everything and at the same time
vast and comfortable, enabling distance and meeting spaces, isolation of anyone
or any ones if necessary and closed door meetings. The intercessors are not
supposed to take part in the discussions and meetings between the
representatives of the two sides. They provide the delegates with secrecy,
comfort and all they can request, telephones, copiers, typing machines and
secretaries (I guess, because it is not mentioned), food, drinks, cigars, etc.
Note at this level the play insists a lot on the very heavy consumption of
Scotch or Whisky by both the Israelis and the Palestinians. In one scene some
characters are said to be practically drunk, which is banal for the Jews but
surprising for the Muslims, if of course the Palestinians are Muslims, since a
fair proportion of Palestinians are Christians. Yasser Arafat’s wife and now
widow is from a Roman Catholic family. Since there is no indication about this
fact, we, I mean the audience, assume that the Palestinian representatives are
Muslims, which might very well be wrong, though assuming the Israeli
representatives are Jewish is of course absolutely true.
The play asserts it is just enough to bring people who are
enemies, hate one another, refuse to even look at one another, together in the
same room for a miracle to happen, and the play heavily asserts that miraculous
development. Over and over again it is repeated the progress in the meeting, in
the discussions, in the document to be produced and eventually in the agreement
to be accepted by both sides is miraculous because it could not be foreseen. I
frankly disapprove this vision. The objective was to make the two sides come to
some kind of agreement because the Intifada was going on. There was a desire at
least if not a resolution on both sides to settle some of the numerous accounts
between the Palestinians and the Israelis, between the PLO and Israel.
Difficult for sure but the will to reach some kind of agreement must have
existed on both sides.
I have witnessed in Sri Lanka in 2005 and then during the last
round of civil war how the Norwegians were unable to bring peace because they
were used by the Tamil Tigers or LTTE to save time during which they could
bring more weapons into Sri Lanka and prepare for some open military action if
necessary, and for the Tamil Tigers there was no alternative. They were
speaking double entendre all the time. It took some time for Rajapaksa to get
out of the restraint these talks officially put on Sri Lanka and get rid of the
terroristic LTTE that was unwilling to accept peace in cooperation. That kind
of intercession could not succeed because at least one side if not maybe both
did not want to yield on their basic belief: independence for LTTE and unity
for the Colombo government. In July 2005 the Minister of Foreign Affairs of Sri
Lanka was assassinated by LTTE in his home in Colombo because he was a Tamil
that defended the necessary unity of the country.
At the same time, and I must say the play is slightly naïve
and discreet about this fact, the role played by the USA in the Middle East in
general, in Israel in particular and in Palestine at the same time thouogh
slightly behind if not under Israel, is not really depicted. It is asserted that
for the USA the Middle East is their private backyard or something of the sort.
This has always been true after the Second World War. The last time the English
or the French tried something in Suez in 1956, the USA intervened
diplomatically to stop it. The French and the English are tolerated there. The
play ends in 1993. Luckily indeed. But yet it does not allude to the situation
in Iran and the support of Iran to Hezbollah or Hamas. But we all know the
heavy defeat in Iran, Operation Eagle Claw in 1980. No allusion to the first
Gulf war (1990-1991). No allusion to the war between Iraq and Iran (1980-1988).
The Palestinians were not alone and the Israelis were not alone. Both sides
were in an international context that pushed towards an agreement. The Israelis
showed they were ready to negotiate and make an effort to cool down some war-minded
neighbors. The Palestinians showed they were ready to recognize the
International community and to accept the existence of Israel, even maybe the
legitimacy of Israel.
These missing elements in the context in 2017 when the
insane policy of invading Afghanistan and then Iraq revealed the USA did not
realize the world was one and they could not do what they wanted just because
they wanted it and could simply called French fries Liberty fries for them to
be right and to win. And in 2017 the play then becomes a manifesto against any
military processing of the Middle East situation. When Mosul is down and when
Raqqa is down a settlement will have to be found and some new actors have to be
taken into account, Iran of course, but also Russia and China. In two years or
so the New Silk Road will reach Iran through Pakistan (avoiding the more direct
route through Afghanistan) and be ready to jump into Turkey and Europe through
territories populated with Kurds and covering four countries (Iran, Iraq, Syria
and Turkey). The Kurds are going to be the great victors of the present war
against ISIS. Only the USSR recognized the Kurds from 1923 to 1930. After that
period Stalin deported the Kurds to various other republics like Georgia or
Kazakhstan. There is supposed to be some Kurds in Azerbaijan. It is obvious
that in 1993 the situation was easier for Israel and the Palestinians because
of the fall of the USSR which was a very strong supporter of Yasser Arafat and
PLO. There are only three of four allusions to the famous Lumumba University in
Moscow. This context will never exist again. The next stage of the
negotiations, if any, in Palestine will be a lot more difficult though the USA
being little by little forced to recognize they are no longer what they used to
be, it might not be as difficult as we may think.
And yet we do not know what
role China will decide to play there, and “if any” is not even an option with
the following news: “China's new type of domestically-built destroyer, a
10,000-tonne warship, is seen during its launching ceremony at the Jiangnan
Shipyard in Shanghai, China June 28, 2017.REUTERS/China Stringer Network.”
That
leads me to concluding that the play is interesting though it requires a very
dynamic and flexible stage production, but all the stakes of the historical
situation are far from being considered both in 1993 and in 2017.
Dr.
Jacques COULARDEAU
# posted by Dr. Jacques COULARDEAU @ 10:45 PM 0 comments
Qui n’a jamais vu
ou entendu un vol de tracteurs, naturellement volants, passer au-dessus d’une
église d’Auvergne ou d’un château fort en ruines du Massif Central ?
Uniquement les gens qui ne savent pas que la vie c’est dehors et pas dedans,
c’est dans la nature et pas dans leurs lits, c’est les bras ouverts à tout
ce qui vit dans le monde et pas les doigts fermés et crispés sur leur bout
d’andouillette de 15 centimètres avec lesquels il ne feront jamais une andouille
de deux mètres, comme le père de De Gaulle. Onanisme assassin ! Laissez
les vivre que diable ! Chacun de nos « somes » (de nos
hommes ?) de couleur, vous savez les chromos chromiques et chromatiques, a
le droit à l’aventure et à rencontrer l’ovule de son choix, dans une botte de
foin dans la salle de bain.
Et ne voilà-t-il
pas que ces Flying Tractors que j’ai dû entendre à Mauzun lors d’un festival de
clowns arrêtent de se masturber stérilement le citron et l’un d’eux, un
transfuge j’imagine, au nom prédestiné, se prend pour un félin malin, un
mathoux à griffes, le Laurent, et il se lance tout seul dans l’aventure de l’écriture,
chromatique j’imagine pour que cela sente bon la peinture. Et il imagine un
Parisien déraciné de son quartier totalement pavé et galeté et il vous le
transpose en Auvergne comme s’il n’était qu’une vulgaire patate plantée à dix
centimètres de profondeur dans un jardin du côté de Montferrand.
Il est sûr que
cet apprenti jardinier qui a oublié que la terre ne donne que ce que les
tracteurs la défoncent nous entraine dans une histoire sinon sanglante du moins
glauque qu’il décrit, notre chat sauvage en ces termes :
« Tristan
est un séducteur compulsif et torturé, un spécialiste des amours contrariées.
Depuis son adolescence, il fraye dans la capitale comme un poisson dans l'eau
jusqu'au jour où une rencontre tourne au cauchemar. Obligé de quitter Paris en
urgence, il est muté à Clermont-Ferrand. L'adaptation à la vie provinciale est
délicate pour ce citadin insensible aux charmes de la nature. Ses nouveaux amis
issus de la communauté des gens du voyage sont tellement particuliers. Sans
parler de son voisin motard irascible et barbu... SORTIE été 2017. »
Il ne manque plus
que Yseult, et la grande histoire d’amour, de viol et de trahison sexuelle et
sensuelle peut commencer. On est au plus profond de l’horreur médiévale de je ne
sais quel Roi Louis ivre mort et pourtant bandant comme un âne.
Mais les amours féodales
ne passent pas toutes seules dans notre société de consommation. Encore faut-il
se crowdfunder et notre Félin Malin nous révèle de pot aux roses et vous êtes
les roses de ce pot de fleurs : « Je vous
sollicite à nouveau pour souscrire à mon prochain roman SOUS PRESSION, un
thriller de terroir qui va bientôt paraître aux Editions Revoir. Seulement, il
me faut une centaine de préventes pour lancer les rotatives. » Si vous
croyez que je vous mène en bateau, vous avez tort car en fait je vous mène en
cageot et vous pouvez vérifier que mon information est directement tirée de
derrière les fagots, là où justement je planque mes cageots de courgettes et de
piments forts du Chili, ou du Pays Basque si vous voulez rester Européen. Plus
d’infos à www.cageot.jimdo.com.
Je ne me dois d’ajouter qu’une seule note de l’auteur qui
me rend un peu frigide, on disait couille molle de mon temps en Bordeluche, car
cet auteur s’imaginerait-il qu’on perdrait du temps à vouloir le psychanalyser?
Pourquoi pas aussi par-dessus le marché et en prime gratuite . . . bôf quoi au
juste, peu importe ?
« Note de
l'auteur : Je voudrais mettre à l'aise les futurs (res) lecteurs (trices) de ce
roman. S'il est écrit à la première personne, il ne repose en aucune manière
sur mon vécu. Contrairement au personnage de ce récit, j'ai des parents aimants
et attentionnés, mon épouse est formidable et mes amis sont tout à fait
fréquentables. »
Peut mieux faire,
mon frère, et franchement nous n’en avons rien à cirer – et vous savez ce que
cirer veut dire – que vos amis prennent une douche tous les deux jours, se parfument
comme le Roi Soleil et soient des amours mignons comme des petits marquis au lit
de Molière un jour de banquet à Auteuil (voir Jean-Marie Besset pour les
détails en perversité).
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There is nothing worse than opportunistic politics and
clinging to power in spite of an electoral defeat. and it is this people who
are trying to change the world and to give us lesson of honesty and purity. She
lost her political virginity a long time ago and apparently it is beyond
repair. She grabbed power after the referendum and now she clings to it even by
buying some MPs in Parliament with public money.
IL EST ENFIN NÉ LE SAUVEUR DE NOTRE RÉPUBLIQUE
VÉRIFIEZ PLUS DE CENT VERSIONS PLYGLOTTES TOUTES FRANCOPHONES
@https://atlas.limsi.fr/
Il est venu
Il est élu
Il a parié
Il a gagné
Le Macron nouveau est arrivé
Il y a comme une odeur suave
De bois brûlé et de barbecue
Il a pris le train intercité
En marche et sans billet composté
Enfoncé le Valls
Détroné l’Hollande
Rayé l’Mélenchon
Balayée la L'Pen
Et ne croyez pas, ma chère (façon de parler surtout si vous préférez les
garçons), que ce soit un accident. D’entregens en relations connectées, de
réseaux en intuitions bien travaillées, il a su parler à tous, prendre dans
tous les paniers et jouer au coucou dans tous les nids douillets, ouais bien
sûr, pas toujours si douillets que cela.
6 years spent in foreign countries: 1 year in North Carolina USA, 1 year in California USA, 1 year in Zaïre (Kinshasa), 3 months (2005, August-November) in Sri Lanka on research with an NGO attached to the UNESCO site of Sigiriya, numerous shorter periods in Great Britain, Ireland, Belgium, the Netherlands, Germany (East and West), Austria, among others