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Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Paris and Charlie Hebdo: Enlightenment versus Obscurantism


So, here we are—yet again. And so soon after the Charlie Hebdo slaughter of February 7th, 2015. The new century is still in its early adolescence, and to the rallying cry of  “Je suis Charlie,” which still echoes in the hearts and minds of a stunned world, must already be added another, “J’suis Paris!” The fight is on. The outcome—anyone’s guess; and the bookies are giving even odds with an overtime finish. In the near corner, in the red-spattered clothes: enlightenment philosophy translated into political, democratic freedoms. As with Charlie Hebdo: on the line is the firm conviction that individuals can live out their lives freely, and that “liberty and equality will yield a greater harvest of human joy and fulfillment than any form of tyranny, whether of religion or of state.” Versus, in the far corner, the tag-team of Religious Fundamentalism: on the one side those in taqiyah skullcaps carrying Kalashnikovs, and on the other the hallelujah gunmen (cf. here and here and especially here; analysis here) of the Christianized moral majority—a tag-team who will, if they can, bring us all, heads bowed and chanting “Praise the Lord” or “Allah Akbar,” into their obscurant fraternity of submission.
           
Liberty leading the People
 To again borrow upon Abraham Lincoln’s rhythms—we are now engaged in a great contest, to determine whether Men and Nations, “conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal,” can long endure. And whether “government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall […] perish from the earth.”

The following text is Phrontisterion’s translation of Riss’s Editorial from November 18th, 2015 (CH #1217), the first edition of Charlie Hebdo to appear on the newsstands after the massacre by Islamic fundamentalists in Paris on November 13th. The attackers killed 130 people. There were 368 injuries. French authorities killed seven of the attackers. One (and perhaps a second) has eluded arrest, to date.

(Phrases marked with an asterisk* were spoken live on the set of LCI [the French Info Channel] the night of the terrorist attacks).

“An evening we’ll remember for a long time.”*

This Friday evening, in a Parisian bistro, the discussion between friends of Charlie led, as it so often does, to telling the story, for the umpteenth time, of the events of January 7th. Each one tells about what he lived through that day, where he was at the precise moment of the attack, in the [Charlie] offices or outside, on the sidewalk. And as we rehash the traumas and anxieties of the ones and the others, a policeman tasked with our protection comes toward us and whispers in our ears: “Are you going to be staying long?” And he adds: “There’s just been an attack at the Stade de France.” We immediately ask for the bill, get into the car, and, 15 minutes later, after crossing Paris, we are at home, sitting in front of the television, safely confined, to protect ourselves against the wolves that just entered Paris.

“Contrary to the month of January, this time it’s just a blind massacre.” *

Paris has once again been attacked. We knew that the January attacks would be followed by other attacks. We were waiting, resigned, for it to fall on our heads, like the sword of Damocles, or the V1 and the V2 rockets during the war. “Blood and tears,” prophesized Churchill. And so it is. Without realizing it, the Parisians of 2015 have become a little like the Londoners of 1940, determined not to yield either to fear or to acceptance, no matter what should happen to fall on their heads. It is the only response one can make to terrorists—by way of making ineffectual the very terror they try to create.

“Didier Deschamps [current head coach of the French national football team] cancelled his press conference.” *

After the attack against Charlie the mistake was to believe that it was going to happen again. But, no, nothing identical to it happened. Simultaneous attacks, explosive vests—stuff never seen before in France. The next time, as well, it will be different. Perhaps a booby-trapped truck loaded with explosives, or something else entirely, that even the police can’t imagine. We have the impression of always being one step behind terrorist perversities. The criminal imagination of those who are free is anemic compared to that of killers alienated in terms of an ideology. As if the only type of liberty authorized by their religious ideology were that of killing. A kind of Islamist May 68: “Imagination in power, but only the imagination to kill.” “Enjoy without boundaries, but enjoy only slaughtering without boundaries.”

“There is no reason why France, which is involved in Syria, should not be hit.” *

After the horrors of the attacks we are going to have to submit to yet another Calvary, that of analyses, explanations, and theories. And it already started on Friday, live on the television. “Specialists” claim that these attacks are the result of the French bombarding of Daech’s fuel installations. The taking of hostages at the Bataclan was hardly over before the same type of guilt attributing speeches could be heard. It’s because ‘we’ did something that they attacked us. Just like with the comic depictions of Mahomet, which were supposedly the impetus for everything that happened afterwards, these specialists make the victims responsible. The French become the guilty party for taking part, for becoming involved. For just simply existing. In fact, for these criminals there is neither beginning nor end in France’s responsibility. For them, human rights, liberty of expression, secularism [laïcité], are values sufficient in and of themselves to legitimize their crimes. And these specialists give us “explanations” that resemble “reasons” and that end up by becoming “justifications.” It is still too early, but in a couple of days, when emotions have settled down, these specialists will begin circling around the dead, these professional vultures who, each and every time, find good reasons for the killers. That’s how it is; that’s part of the process for each assassination attempt: horror, emotion, trivialization, and justification.


“Did you hear these guys yell anything?” *

In the course of these terrible days many words have been pronounced. Except one: “religion.” Religion has become an embarrassing word.  No one dares to say it, but everyone understands that it is religion that motivated these killers, and not some contrived geopolitical considerations. Even if there might exist thousands of ways of believing and practicing, and even if we know that someone can be a believer and yet democratic, can have faith and yet respect diversity of opinion, we also know that religion can be transformed into a weapon of war. The other word so very difficult to pronounce is the word “Islam.” Islam, in the last twenty years, has become a battlefield where radicals want to exterminate unbelievers and to subjugate by force moderates. French Muslims must not be very comfortable seeing the murders committed in the name of their religion, all the while feeling suspicion increase around them.  And because they can expect nothing from the Muslim religious authorities in France, who have always underwhelmed, French Muslims are compelled to face this situation entirely on their own. On the one hand, they are threatened with being marginalized by the rest of French society, and, on the other, by being swallowed up in radicalism.

“They supposedly yelled ‘Allah Akbar!’” *

The only ones interested in seeing the French begin to attack each other are the terrorists. That’s all they want—to see hatred take hold of French citizens like it has taken hold of their own brains. These terrorists are trying to drag everyone into their own violence because that is their language, and in this domain they will always be stronger than us. But avoiding the pitfall of becoming divided should not make us have to give up our right to criticize religion—on the pretext that exercising this right is sometimes irritating. Among all the fundamental liberties that make up our lives, it is also this liberty that the killers wanted to eliminate on that Friday evening.

“Our teams of reporters have been mobilized in order to help you really experience this Friday evening’” *
 
Phrontisterion Middelburg_Nov. 27, 2015

Further reading:
·      Riss’ “Je suis Charlie” editorial: http://nonimprimatur.blogspot.nl/2015/04/a-wager-on-history.html
·      “The left has an Islam problem: If liberals won’t come to terms with religious extremism, the xenophobic right will carry the day” --http://www.salon.com/2015/11/17/the_left_has_an_islam_problem_if_liberals_wont_come_to_terms_with_religious_extremism_the_xenophobic_right_will_carry_the_day/?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=socialflow
·      In a City of Immigrants, Rotterdam's Muslim Mayor Leads by Example”-- http://www.citylab.com/politics/2015/11/in-a-city-of-immigrants-rotterdams-muslim-mayor-leads-by-example/417075/
·      “Does ISIS really have nothing to do with Islam? Islamic apologetics carry serious risks.”-- https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/acts-of-faith/wp/2015/11/18/does-isis-really-have-nothing-to-do-with-islam-islamic-apologetics-carry-serious-risks/?tid=sm_fb



Wednesday, April 1, 2015

A Wager on History



The new century is yet in its adolescence, and in a moment of historical Necessity the rallying cry – “Je suis Charlie” – has been taken up again, but in contemporary translation, to unite “free hearts, free foreheads” around a still young idea, only little more than two centuries old, that men will be happier when allowed to live out their lives in freedom, that liberty and equality will yield a greater harvest of human joy and fulfillment than any form of tyranny, whether of religion or of state. To borrow Abraham Lincoln’s rhythms—we are now engaged in an historical wager, to test whether Men so conceived and so dedicated in Liberty, can long endure.

The following text is Phrontisterion’s translation of Riss’s Editorial from February 25, 2015 (CH #1179), the second edition of Charlie Hebdo to appear on the newsstands after the slaughter of its editorial staff by religious fundamentalists in Paris on February 7th.

For a long time I thought that the worst thing that could happen to a political cartoonist would be to be poisoned, which is what happened to Daumier and Philipon under the reign of the old fool Louis-Philippe. So when Charb, Luz, or myself, young cartoonists, would propose some sketch to satiric newspapers at the beginning of the 1990s, there was nothing to fear, because the benevolent angel of our craft was hovering just above our heads: the sacrosanct Freedom of Expression.

With just our cartoons we were hoping to laugh and to make others laugh; but after several years, and after drawing all the famous celebrities in laughable situations, a question came to our minds: to caricature, to make drawings—at the end of the day what is the purpose of it? After all, a drawing is just a drawing. Just a little scribbled something that tries to be humorous all the while hoping to get someone to think. To laugh and to make one think: this is what makes an ideal caricature! The pleasure of surprising the reader by taking an unusual point of view, by doing a little side-step that obliges the reader to look at things obliquely, from an angle that is unfamiliar, different from mainstream seeing.  The exaggeration and the embellishment, which are the much-criticized stock in trade of the political cartoonists at “Charlie Hebdo,” are nothing more than a means of exploring roads less traveled by.

It is perhaps this that the assassins of January 7th could not tolerate, those who, if truth be told, never really tried to do anything. They just allowed themselves to be coddled by the comforts of a religion that already has all the responses, and that allows one to dispense with thinking and doubting; because doubt is the worst enemy of religion. There can be no more doubting when someone has chosen to enter into a newspaper office in order to kill everyone.

The cartoonists and the editors at “Charlie,” on the other hand, spend all their time doubting. About everything, and especially about themselves, their talent, and their inspiration. Which sometimes makes them infuriating. Wolinski wondered after the fire in 2011: “Have we perhaps gone too far?” Only an honest man asks this type of question. Never a killer. Wolinski had the courage to put his his own doubts on display. He chose to make the expression of his vulnerability an art. This is why a cartoonist will never become a killer, and why it is dishonest to make the violence of the assassins comparable to the so-called “provocations” of the cartoonists by proclaiming, “they were asking for it.”

In order to doubt, though, one needs others, all those who do not think like you do. How boring it would be if everyone thought like us! The killers of January 7th must sure have lived in a sad world… an inflexible world where any head that is out of place gets decapitated, where any discordant voice is cut off. So, imagine, for these of little brain, even just the idea of making pint-sized cartoons about the prophet! These miserable wretches threw away the lives of others in order to forget that they had thrown away their own. As Luz wrote on the front cover of “Charlie,” we should almost forgive them just for being what little they were.

Despite the floods of encouragement and support, it is still right for us to wonder who really has the courage to lead in this battle. Because, frankly, who wants to fight against blasphemy, who wants to defy those who are religious, if it is only to end up being protected by the police 24 hours a day? No one. Everyone came out in support of “Charlie”: “Keep it up, guys! We’re with you!” But how many will dare to draw and to publish blasphemous cartoons? Too few. The crowd has come out in support of  “Charlie” like the crowd backs the bull in the ring, because who knows, perhaps one day, exhausted by the banderillas, “Charlie” will also die to the rousing applause of the admiring crowd.

And, behold, precisely at the time when “Charlie” is getting ready to make its appearance again, an almost identical assassination attempt occurs in Copenhagen, with fewer mortalities but the same objectives: to silence those who believe in the liberty of expression and to exterminate the Jews. Those who try to find explanations for the killers, not to say excuses, by blaming the cartoonists for “throwing oil on the fire,” what rationalizations will they find in order to lessen the responsibility of these anti-Semitic murderers? Because the Jews who were the victims in the Hyper Cacher or in Copenhagen did not draw any caricatures of Mohammed; and yet they were assassinated. To accept such violence is already exasperating, but then to have to listen to more or less accommodating pseudo-intellectual speeches, is just intolerable.

The attacks in Paris and Copenhagen are, first and foremost, attacks against a modern conception of the relationship between individuals, against diversity in ideas and among men. For centuries religions fought violently against precisely these values; and one had the impression that the modern world had been able to reason with these retrograde religions and their hegemonic intention to control men and minds.  The attacks in Paris and Copenhagen suggest that more time and more blood will yet be necessary before all religions finally accept, for good, this non-negotiable framework of democracy.”
-Riss-




















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