Toddlers With Genital Warts

The Captive Negress

- Prolegomena a Poetics CGTiste -

- Bin yes: no. Today, no way. There's a strike.

- Is there a strike?

- Bin yes: there is a strike. The subway, this conveyance eminently Parisian underground has fallen asleep, because employees stopped the claws piercing all work.

- Ah, the bastards, "exclaims Zazie, ah cows. I do this to me.

- There's not only you they do that, "said Gabriel perfectly objective.

Zazie in metro , Raymond Queneau, 1959

cultural engagement, sustainable and citizen of the RATP for poetry is something known archiconnue, famous, celebrated, and trotted so notorious that some officials have inspired but even non-union wanted, they say, renaming the company stands for Public Transport Authority Poetic . Between two millennia, in wagons, on the rails and platforms, flower poems. More or less inspired, more or less perennial or already faded, damning flashes, famous or anonymous, to the delight of users, admittedly pressed oil like sardines standing, but now living in communion and poetic rapture.

The company finally offers a different face than the LMDA , The World Vending for being allowed to carry a mask more poetic. The RATP metamorphoses, is Muse and conquers its credentials like those of Matricule Angels , literary journal of high quality and high legitimacy, under protocol as ethers but also the acronym of which, strange coincidence, is also LMDA . Automatic writing is it at the junction of the two abbreviations? The song muses glittering crowns of stars, ivy and pearls infects users experiencing ecstasy poetic, exciting, amazing, hallucinatory and psychological effects of such MDA , Orphic alchemy of the word and the formula ;: the methylenedioxyamphetamine.

The poetic operation which was to last only a few months so successful that the verses continue underground for over 15 years, from 1993 to 2008, five years older that another great poetic epic, the Odyssey Homer. One of the instigators of this, the poet Francis Combes, also claims the status of "poetry as a public charity. expression to the right or if societal resonance St. Justienne, writing thus defined seems hardly able to compete with State-Civil ¹ . Contemporary social realism has nothing to do with the injunction Balzac.

In Japan, between the tenth and eleventh century, the wave of tanka poetry was such production so vast, that the Court instituted an Office of poetry. But the scale of France, an office is riquiqui, a Secretary of State, ridiculous. No, it's a new Ministry of Poetry and Communication which France would need. But the term communication coupled with that of poetry is ambiguous and already taken by Culture. Not, let alone a Ministry of Poetry and Belles Lettres could save "poetry as a public charity.

In an opinion dated March 27, 2008, entitled " Endgame for poetry in the Metro " Francis Combes and his sidekick Gerard Cartier, as two swans plumage milky, sing the requiem of an epic opera. In rhyming truth and common place, they recall their pure white feathers and a few moral principles and the citizens " This view had indeed characteristic that poetry was not enlisted in the service of a particular ad campaign or com ' . " Or: " For our part, we have always refused to exploit poetry (...) "

The eulogy for a poetic RATPiste is naturally released in the newspaper Metro , free daily newspaper, one of whose main shareholder is the group TF1. Note that Metro is not the property of the RATP but that of the Swedish media group Metro International which is headquartered in Luxembourg. Metro International which calls itself "World's Largest Global Newspaper", is one of the largest international media groups in Scandinavia. But he is closely followed by Private Media Group world leader Swedish porn industry. Stable values of the financial world, turgid or in full rout, and Private Metro are both sides in the financial markets NASDAQ and NASDAQ OMX Nordic .

unsheathing faster than our poets, from March 24, 2008, the collective PCF-Bus RATP , the first pushes the doors open and title: "The direction of RATP replaces poetry by advertising. " Hereinafter full copy of the article where the reflex of outrage Pavlovian joyfully mixes good and bad faith, paranoia and cultural exception : " Pierre Mongin ( president of the RATP nes) has obviously decided to follow the reasoning of Patrick Le Lay. The former head of TF1 claimed to sell Coca-Cola's "brain time available". The CEO of the RATP does not leave time available brain traveler's escape advertising. (...) A few verses of famous poets or not displayed at the end of the train, encouraged passengers to daydreaming, meditation, intellectual journey, including the escape peak. Not for consumption.

The direction of the RATP decided to end this cultural experience. His motives are not difficult to perceive. The search for maximum financial gain for the privatization will not tolerate a space so small it is, it is subtracted.

Even reduced, the poetic space is a space policy that is beyond capitalism.

We invite RATP employees, customers, everyone attached to the dissemination of poetry, to protest to the Ministry of Culture, the Syndicat des transports d'Ile-de-France and the direction of the RATP.

It's part of our struggle to defend public services. "

is the bonus loot, the death of contemplation. Who says abolition of poetry celebrates the privatization of public service. All this is well known, almost deja vu. face of mercenaries of financial capitalism speculative globalized resistance patriot employees of the Public Service is running. Or as some hateful and spiteful harpies: " so little Working " . Together, together, social realism and idealism bourgeois walking hand in hand. Utopian up! General Dream is their slogan.

Illusion semantics, the pseudo-revolution of language, and the glittering lame merger striker poetics and politics is now visible on the pavement and sticky breasts. May 68 decidedly far more thoroughgoing and its detractors are not always who you thought. " For me, the anti-capitalist slogan means nothing ." recited the fatal Daniel Cohn-Bendit to Green Days was green-Europe Ecology 2010. It was unfortunate that the union protest has point driven a new strike to deflect the direction and resurrect the immortal body of poetry that never stops dying.

few months after the death of poetry in the basement, the house Mutuality , center of left activism, July 5, 2008 at the National Council UMP, the French president, Nicolas Sarkozy exclaims "Now when there is a strike in France, nobody notices" . K ō year bling discriminative enlightenment from error or haiku neoliberal phrase echoes Law No 2007-1224 on Service minimum, a concept whose decency forbids us to say it both ways. The new verbal provocation is a manipulator of words President, champion of the cruelty and cunning rasping cry from the smooth and involutive socialist society Care . The sentence caused a stir. At the SGC, it contends that Sarkozy "playing with fire" not to be confused with Rimbaud referred, that of "thief of fire". If it happens firefighters to be arsonists, Sarkozy, biter, author of A Kärcher Hell, it is not a man to know extinguish the fire. "Thou shalt not steal fire from ancestors. " exclaims in a dream of the afterlife, the voice of the bronze statue of the CDG, Charlus de Gaulle.

Nicolas Sarkozy, the coward murderer The Princess of Cleves is the murderer of his public writer Madame de La Fayette. Nicolas Sarkozy, president of a republic, that our national opera tribunes, followers of the technocrat understatement, say weakened, damaged, shriveled, dirty, soiled, stained 2. Nicolas Sarkozy is the president of course, is unfortunately nothing in the act of death of poetry Railway. But the statesman will one day make amends, and abjure the inauguration of the next Fair book, walk wearing scandalously the Grand Cross of the Legion of dishonor. Republican This talisman is not a medal but a badge. Badge of intellectual vigilance is the ultimate gadget literary writers of our resistance. "I read The Princess of Cleves" , made in The Reason ( observatory book and writing in the Ile-de-France). No, as nice as it is, ridicule does not kill, it makes you stronger.

A final burst, underground, still radiates a light of literary creation. In the kingdom of Hades, so close to the catacombs, a voice rises from the grave, repeated on the website of the RATP : " For a few minutes and announcements RATP service are replaced by poems recited by Christophe Malavoy in the Spring of Poets 2010. A positive surprise. "" Doukipudonktan, Gabriel wondered exceeded. ³ "

Rest assured, poetry In The tube, has not disappeared. The big arms and nice members of the CGT union at the rank of High Club Méditérannée of social struggle with large national prudential reserves, without lowering his guard can remain calm. Poetry has not not disappeared. Sometimes, by chance, it reappears. Though anecdotal so surreal (strangely contemporary movement of socialist realism), some areas of spring poetry here and there, natural or unintentional, as the singing of crickets in the Paris metro or as in one of its finest resorts, Louvre-Rivoli under the SURVEILLANCE cameras and under the gaze of Sekhmet lion, facing the Egyptian goddess, the other side of the train, heading from Vincennes, in a window, you can see, it says and a black woman captive ⁴ , animal, we can no longer strange, ursidée more than Negroid. Follower of metamorphoses, the Muse RATP bewitching and groundwater, has struck again.

Bear supine Antoine-Louis Barye (1796-1875),

resin molding, 15 cm x 21 cm x 13 cm Paris, Musée d'Orsay (174 euros)

Admirable discrepancy between words and image. The legends are decidedly longer what they were.

1. " Is not it really more difficult to compete with State-Civil Daphnis and Chloe, Roland, Amadis, Panurge, Don Quixote, Manon Lescaut Clarisse, Lovelace, Robinson Crusoe, Gil Bias, Ossian, Julie d'Etanges, Uncle Toby, Werther, Rene, Corinne, Adolphe, Paul and Virginia, Jeanie Deans, Claverhouse, Ivanhoe, Manfred, Mignon, than to sort out the facts just almost the same in all nations, to seek the spirit of laws fallen into disuse, write theories that mislead people, or, as some metaphysicians, to explain what is? " ( Foreword The Human Comedy , Honore de Balzac, 1842)

2. At the Feast of the Brotherhood of mothership socialist filled with desires for the future and hope, September 18, 2010, Ségolène Royal, shepherdess the lamb that appeared to the French, seized with a fever Gaulle exclaimed " France is in the wrong hands, she is tormented by a harsh and manipulative government (...) It although their political insulted, hurt, insult and humiliate France. "

3. Zazie in the Metro , Raymond Queneau, 1959

4. Captive Negress Jean-Baptiste Carpeaux (1827-1875), cast resin, 35 cm x 23 cm x 21 cm Paris, Musée du Louvre ( 280 euros)