Permanently weak and one day strong? A tragic and pathetic condition, which goes beyond numbers and refutation. Elevation to citizenship is presented as a victory, as long as a cup of coffee lasts.
I understand where they are going, but they underestimate me. “Give me half an hour of your Sunday,” that one.
“Participating in this ballot box is worth it. To make an appeal, despite the good weather and despite the tiredness, to increase participation”, said the other.
Will this be a victory? Person disagrees. “To comply is to submit and to defeat is to obey, to be defeated. This is why every victory is vulgarity. Winners always lose all capacity for disappointment in the present that led them to fight, that gave them victory. They remain content, and content can only be the one who conforms, who does not have the temperament of the conqueror. Only those who never succeed win. Only those who are always discouraged are strong.”
Tomorrow is the day of the strong. Great for little ones. At least for those who do not have absolute certainty, do not claim the most consistent logical analysis of each piece of information that passes or the right to express the only truth. At least for those who are silent, because they still have nothing to say or because they are thinking between “yes” and “no” the even more tormenting “maybe” “we are missing…/the messages were fake (or we we don’t hear them, or we don’t feel good)”.
Tomorrow is a long day, but it is not D-Day. It would not be possible in Europe, which is in a state of semi-permanent crisis. It could not be in the Union, which never became a union and did not end with the fall. So far so good? Is the country gently falling into the new multipolar world, “the Europe of civilization and humanity”? Really, what is Virginia Woolf afraid of?