Je suis Charlie (tendance mensuel)
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shewhomustThe massacre at the offices of satirical magazine Charlie Hebdo is one of those horrible events about which it feels wrong to remain silent, and yet about which I have nothing helpful to say. I've been trying and failing to put my thoughts in order. Then this morning brought the news that the Mayor of Paris had called a special council meeting to declare Charlie Hebdo an Honorary Citizen of Paris. I don't know what to say about this, either, but if Charlie Hebdo doesn't have something rude to say about this well-intentioned mark of respect from the establishment - well, then it isn't the magazine I thought it was!
It's true that when I think of Charlie Hebdo, I think first of all of its predecessor Hara-Kiri, whose masthead declared it a journal bête et méchant. The story goes that the editors received a letter from an disgruntled reader, saying in effect that "you are stupid, and what's more, you're nasty, too" and, delighted with the accuracy of this summary, they made it their rallying cry. This, surely, is the spirit in which Charlie Hebdo (re)published the cartoons of the prophet Mohammed. Salman Rushdie puts it in measured terms when he says: "I stand with Charlie Hebdo, as we all must, to defend the art of satire, which has always been a force for liberty and against tyranny, dishonesty and stupidity. 'Respect for religion' has become a code phrase meaning 'fear of religion'. Religions, like all other ideas, deserve criticism, satire, and, yes, our fearless disrespect."
On this basis I, too, stand with Charlie Hebdo; but I've never bought a copy, nor of Hara-Kiri, either. My disrespect is not as fearless as theirs, but I don't enjoy their satirical savagery either. I was, during the year I spent in France, in the early 70s, a regular purchaser of the monthly Charlie magazine (which didn't yet need to identify itself by adding the distinction 'mensuel' in the title, because the weekly magazine had not yet become Charlie Hebdo). This was a comics magazine, an eclectic mixture of strips in which translations of Andy Capp and Peanuts (from which it took its title) sat alongside the rather sleazy eroticism of Paulette, drawn by Georges Pichard and scripted by Wolinski, who was also at the time the editor in chief. I think there were also some of Wolinski's own cartoons - I have a vague memory of some rather scribbly little drawings with a cynical sense of humour, but they didn't appeal to me enough to stay clearly in my memory, and the internet is not being helpful. That's just my taste: Wolinski was well enough regarded in the comics world to be given the Grand prix de la ville d'Angoulême - a sort of lifetime achievement award - by the annual comics festival. He was enough part of my mental furniture that my first reaction on learning he was among the dead on Wednesday was that I hadn't realised he was still alive. He was 80.
The widely reposted affirmation Je suis Charlie has been echoing in my mind with the soixante-huitard slogan Je suis Marxiste (tendance Groucho), and that's the riff I've taken for my title. But the truth is that I am not really Charlie at all. Je suis Pilote: Pilote was my publication of choice, the magazine of Astérix and Obélix, among so many other great strips. And that's where I met Cabu, another of the victims of Wednesday's attack: which is why I was surprised to find him classified among the pitiless satirists, because I associate him with Le Grand Duduche, a gangling teenage schoolboy. I refer you, with apologies, to the Telegraph obituary, because I can't find anything in the Guardian.
In other words, someone else will have to write tributes to all those killed, and what great people they were, and what talented artists - and fortunately the internet is full of people doing just that. All I have is: wait, I know these people! These are comics people! File under No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were; any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind... except that perversely, humanly, I am the less because the manor that has been washed away is my friends'.
It's true that when I think of Charlie Hebdo, I think first of all of its predecessor Hara-Kiri, whose masthead declared it a journal bête et méchant. The story goes that the editors received a letter from an disgruntled reader, saying in effect that "you are stupid, and what's more, you're nasty, too" and, delighted with the accuracy of this summary, they made it their rallying cry. This, surely, is the spirit in which Charlie Hebdo (re)published the cartoons of the prophet Mohammed. Salman Rushdie puts it in measured terms when he says: "I stand with Charlie Hebdo, as we all must, to defend the art of satire, which has always been a force for liberty and against tyranny, dishonesty and stupidity. 'Respect for religion' has become a code phrase meaning 'fear of religion'. Religions, like all other ideas, deserve criticism, satire, and, yes, our fearless disrespect."
On this basis I, too, stand with Charlie Hebdo; but I've never bought a copy, nor of Hara-Kiri, either. My disrespect is not as fearless as theirs, but I don't enjoy their satirical savagery either. I was, during the year I spent in France, in the early 70s, a regular purchaser of the monthly Charlie magazine (which didn't yet need to identify itself by adding the distinction 'mensuel' in the title, because the weekly magazine had not yet become Charlie Hebdo). This was a comics magazine, an eclectic mixture of strips in which translations of Andy Capp and Peanuts (from which it took its title) sat alongside the rather sleazy eroticism of Paulette, drawn by Georges Pichard and scripted by Wolinski, who was also at the time the editor in chief. I think there were also some of Wolinski's own cartoons - I have a vague memory of some rather scribbly little drawings with a cynical sense of humour, but they didn't appeal to me enough to stay clearly in my memory, and the internet is not being helpful. That's just my taste: Wolinski was well enough regarded in the comics world to be given the Grand prix de la ville d'Angoulême - a sort of lifetime achievement award - by the annual comics festival. He was enough part of my mental furniture that my first reaction on learning he was among the dead on Wednesday was that I hadn't realised he was still alive. He was 80.
The widely reposted affirmation Je suis Charlie has been echoing in my mind with the soixante-huitard slogan Je suis Marxiste (tendance Groucho), and that's the riff I've taken for my title. But the truth is that I am not really Charlie at all. Je suis Pilote: Pilote was my publication of choice, the magazine of Astérix and Obélix, among so many other great strips. And that's where I met Cabu, another of the victims of Wednesday's attack: which is why I was surprised to find him classified among the pitiless satirists, because I associate him with Le Grand Duduche, a gangling teenage schoolboy. I refer you, with apologies, to the Telegraph obituary, because I can't find anything in the Guardian.
In other words, someone else will have to write tributes to all those killed, and what great people they were, and what talented artists - and fortunately the internet is full of people doing just that. All I have is: wait, I know these people! These are comics people! File under No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were; any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind... except that perversely, humanly, I am the less because the manor that has been washed away is my friends'.
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Date: 2015-01-09 12:53 pm (UTC)Aussi
Je Suis Ahmed
Je suis Mustapha
The mag usually goes out at 60,000 copies.
The next one will go out at a million..............
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Date: 2015-01-09 05:53 pm (UTC)I have nothing but admiration for this sheer unsentimental consistency - but truly, you could not make it up.
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Date: 2015-01-09 05:57 pm (UTC)Wonder what they'll make of that?
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Date: 2015-01-09 08:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-10 08:57 pm (UTC)There are still a lot of things unclear. How can someone who acts that "professionally" in a military sense be so stupid as to forget their ID-card in the car they use for the killing? Could be as what F. said "imagine what goes on in their head after doing that" to which I said "I don't want to" but even so with everyone masked I have Q.s that I will not regard answered before there have been proper investigations of all kinds.
Also,
I don't like the Orwell Speak expression "neutralise" for killing however righteous a lot of people will find this, there is and was an obvious lynch-prone sentiment involved that I can never accept, no matter what. Yes,
I would have preferred even Hitler tried in court.
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Date: 2015-01-11 11:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-09 01:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-09 01:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-09 01:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-09 01:41 pm (UTC)We're all immigrants when it comes down to it- I count as English by birth, but I have Scottish, Welsh, Italian, Breton, Latvian Jewish and Romani ancestry.
There's a song line that I love:
'Everyone's from somewhere
Even if you've never been there'
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Date: 2015-01-09 01:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-09 02:20 pm (UTC)There's now another siege at a kosher supermarket (and we all know what that means) in Porte de Vincennes!
I'm friending if you don't mind? I keep my blog locked so I'll make sure you can get in.
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Date: 2015-01-09 02:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-01-09 06:06 pm (UTC)And, oh dear, the news just keeps getting worse!
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Date: 2015-01-10 06:38 pm (UTC)Here, the atmosphere is very weird; at going to shop groceries at Herr Liddell's, everyone was polite to everyone in such a way it felt political, like a statement. Our quartier had its market as every saturday but it feels too close to home in the sense as I have had this kind experience before namely in Stockholm the day after Olof Palme was killed, an unnatural stillness and not many people laughing but some. Some of whom we were at our Bar Tabac with everyone with mixed origins and religions or none and I still like it here, odi et amo.
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Date: 2015-01-09 09:01 pm (UTC)I've accepted President Hollande's invitation to join the Unity Rally in Paris this Sunday - celebrating the values behind #CharlieHebdo.
Well, I am pleased he’s going because he is representing the British people, which includes me. But if he is celebrating the values behind #CharlieHebdo this must be something of a first. The thought did raise a smile at this sad time.
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Date: 2015-01-10 06:27 pm (UTC)I am going but with réservations, as it ever was and will be. I hate démonstrations and my last one was at the http://www.dw.de/schill-out-party-in-hamburg/a-952142
Will carry a candle and my green felt pen for my right to write Mollberg Speak purple prose as best I wish just like I want others to have the same rights etc. obviously but it seems necessary to state the obvious once more.
Hope, there won't be any upheavals and also that LePen et consortes keep quiet for once. Not sure I want them there...
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Date: 2015-01-10 08:57 pm (UTC)no subject
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