12 (±A4) e 12 (±A6), tinta-da-china e ecoline s/papel
“It is the useless things that make life worth living and that make life dangerous too: wine, love, art, beauty. Without them life is safe, but not worth bothering with.”
“(…)And political correctness is always obsessed with how right it is without thinking of how effective it might be. I wouldn’t trust myself as a classical libertarian, but I do relish transgression and I deeply and instinctively distrust conformity and orthodoxy. Progress is not achieved by preachers and guardians of morality but to paraphrase Yevgeny Zamyatin “…by madmen, hermits, heretics, dreamers, rebels and skeptics.” I may be wrong. I hope to learn this evening. I really do think I may be wrong, but I am prepared to entertain the possibility that political correctness will bring us more tolerance and a better world. But I’m not sure and I would like this quotation from my hero Bertrand Russell to hover over the evening “One of the painful things about our time is that those who feel certainty are stupid and those with any imagination and understanding are filled with doubt and indecision. Let doubt prevail.(…)”
Fausto / Reinaldo Ferreira
Eu, Rosie, eu se falasse eu dir-te-ia
Que partout, everywhere, em toda a parte,
A vida égale, idêntica, the same,
É sempre um esforço inútil,
Um voo cego a nada.
Mas dancemos; dancemos
Já que temos
A valsa começada
E o Nada
Deve acabar-se também,
Como todas as coisas.
Nas vantagens imensas
De um par
Que paga sem falar;
Eu, nauseado e grogue,
Eu penso, vê lá bem,
Em Arles e na orelha de Van Gogh…
E assim entre o que eu penso e o que tu sentes
A ponte que nos une – é estar ausentes.