{"id":32327,"date":"2012-09-11T15:20:48","date_gmt":"2012-09-11T05:20:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/slackbastard.anarchobase.com\/?p=32327"},"modified":"2012-09-11T15:23:18","modified_gmt":"2012-09-11T05:23:18","slug":"thank-you-satan","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/slackbastard.anarchobase.com\/?p=32327","title":{"rendered":"Thank You Satan!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>[L\u00e9o Ferr\u00e9, 1955]<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"420\" height=\"315\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/KOqYeaPEuew?rel=0\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p><em>Pour la flamme que tu allumes<br \/>\nAu creux d&#8217;un lit pauvre ou rupin<br \/>\nPour le plaisir qui s&#8217;y consume<br \/>\nDans la toile ou dans le satin<br \/>\nPour les enfants que tu ranimes<br \/>\nAu fond des dortoirs ch\u00e9rubins<br \/>\nPour leurs p\u00e9tales anonymes<br \/>\nComme la rose du matin<\/em><\/p>\n<p>For the fire you light<br \/>\nIn the midst of a poor or rich bed<br \/>\nFor the burning pleasure<br \/>\nIn cloth or satin<br \/>\nFor the children you bring back to life<br \/>\nIn their angelic dormitories<br \/>\nFor their anonymous petals<br \/>\nLike a rose in the morning<\/p>\n<p>Thank you Satan<\/p>\n<p><em>Pour le voleur que tu recouvres<br \/>\nDe ton chandail tendre et rouquin<br \/>\nPour les portes que tu lui ouvres<br \/>\nSur la tani\u00e8re des rupins<br \/>\nPour le condamn\u00e9 que tu veilles<br \/>\nA l&#8217;Abbaye du monte en l&#8217;air<br \/>\nPour le rhum que tu lui conseilles<br \/>\nEt le m\u00e9got que tu lui sers<\/em><\/p>\n<p>For the thief you protect<br \/>\nwith your tender red sweater<br \/>\nFor the doors you open for him<br \/>\nInto the lair of the rich<br \/>\nFor the guilty you watch over<br \/>\nat the Abbey of the thief<br \/>\nFor the rum you advise him [to drink]<br \/>\nAnd the cigarette butt you offer him<\/p>\n<p>Thank you Satan<\/p>\n<p><em>Pour les \u00e9toiles que tu s\u00e8mes<br \/>\nDans le remords des assassins<br \/>\nEt pour ce coeur qui bat quand meme<br \/>\nDans la poitrine des putains<br \/>\nPour les id\u00e9es que tu maquilles<br \/>\nDans la t\u00eate des citoyens<br \/>\nPour la prise de la Bastille<br \/>\nM\u00eame si \u00e7a ne sert \u00e0 rien<\/em><\/p>\n<p>For the stars you reap<br \/>\nIn the remorse of murderers<br \/>\nAnd for this heart that still beats<br \/>\nIn the breasts of whores<br \/>\nFor the ideas you disguise<br \/>\nIn the minds of the citizens<br \/>\nFor the storming of the Bastille<br \/>\nEven though it was useless<\/p>\n<p>Thank you Satan<\/p>\n<p><em>Pour le pr\u00eatre qui s&#8217;exasp\u00e8re<br \/>\nA retrouver le doux agneau<br \/>\nPour le pinard \u00e9l\u00e9mentaire<br \/>\nQu&#8217;il prend pour du Ch\u00e2teau Margaux<br \/>\nPour l&#8217;anarchiste \u00e0 qui tu donnes<br \/>\nLes deux couleurs de ton pays<br \/>\nLe rouge pour na\u00eetre \u00e0 Barcelone<br \/>\nLe noir pour mourir \u00e0 Paris<\/em><\/p>\n<p>For the priest going mad<br \/>\nTrying to find the gentle lamb<br \/>\nFor the most ordinary plonk<br \/>\nThat he believes is <em><a href=\"http:\/\/www.chateau-margaux.com\/Website\/site\/eng_accueil.htm\">Chateau Margaux<\/a><\/em><br \/>\nFor the anarchist to whom you give<br \/>\nThe two colours of your country<br \/>\nThe red to be born in Barcelona<br \/>\nThe black to die in Paris<\/p>\n<p>Thank you Satan<\/p>\n<p><em>Pour la s\u00e9pulture anonyme<br \/>\nQue tu fis \u00e0 Monsieur Mozart<br \/>\nSans croix ni rien sauf pour la frime<br \/>\nUn chien, croque-mort du hazard<br \/>\nPour les po\u00e8tes que tu glisses<br \/>\nAu chevet des adolescents<br \/>\nQuand poussent dans l&#8217;ombre complice<br \/>\nDes fleurs du mal de dix-sept ans<\/em><\/p>\n<p>For the anonymous sepulchre<br \/>\nThat you made for Monsieur Mozart<br \/>\nWith no cross, nothing, just to show off<br \/>\nA dog, random undertaker<br \/>\nFor the poets that you slip<br \/>\nOn the bedside table of teenagers<br \/>\nWhen grows in the conniving shadows<br \/>\n17-year-old <em><a href=\"http:\/\/fleursdumal.org\/\">Fleurs du mal<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n<p>Thank you Satan<\/p>\n<p><em>Pour le p\u00e9ch\u00e9 que tu fais na\u00eetre<br \/>\nAu sein des plus raides vertus<br \/>\nEt pour l&#8217;ennui qui va para\u00eetre<br \/>\nAu coin des lits o\u00f9 tu n&#8217;es plus<br \/>\nPour les ballots que tu fais pa\u00eetre<br \/>\nDans le pr\u00e9 comme des moutons<br \/>\nPour ton honneur \u00e0 ne para\u00eetre<br \/>\nJamais \u00e0 la television<\/em><\/p>\n<p>For the sin you bring to life<br \/>\nWithin the straightest virtues<br \/>\nFor the boredom that will soon come<br \/>\nInto the beds you have left<br \/>\nFor the fools you let graze [&#8216;send packing&#8217;]<br \/>\nin the fields like sheep<br \/>\nFor you honour never to be seen<br \/>\nOn television<\/p>\n<p>Thank you Satan<\/p>\n<p><em>Pour tout cela et plus encore<br \/>\nPour la solitude des rois<br \/>\nLe rire des t\u00eates de morts<br \/>\nLe moyen de tourner la loi<br \/>\nEt qu&#8217;on ne me fasse point taire<br \/>\nEt que je chante pour ton bien<br \/>\nDans ce monde o\u00f9 les museli\u00e8res<br \/>\nNe sont plus faites pour les chiens&#8230;<\/em><\/p>\n<p>For this and for much more<br \/>\nFor the loneliness of kings<br \/>\nThe laugh coming from skulls<br \/>\nThe ways to twist the laws<br \/>\nAnd that no one tries to shut me up<br \/>\nAnd that I sing to your good health<br \/>\nIn this world where muzzles<br \/>\nAre no longer used for dogs&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.marxists.org\/reference\/archive\/bakunin\/works\/godstate\/ch01.htm\">Thank you Satan!<\/a><\/p>\n<blockquote><p>But here steps in Satan, the eternal rebel, the first freethinker and the emancipator of worlds. He makes man ashamed of his bestial ignorance and obedience; he emancipates him, stamps upon his brow the seal of liberty and humanity, in urging him to disobey and eat of the fruit of knowledge.<\/p>\n<p>We know what followed. The good God, whose foresight, which is one of the divine faculties, should have warned him of what would happen, flew into a terrible and ridiculous rage; he cursed Satan, man, and the world created by himself, striking himself so to speak in his own creation, as children do when they get angry; and, not content with smiting our ancestors themselves, he cursed them in all the generations to come, innocent of the crime committed by their forefathers. Our Catholic and Protestant theologians look upon that as very profound and very just, precisely because it is monstrously iniquitous and absurd. Then, remembering that he was not only a God of vengeance and wrath, but also a God of love, after having tormented the existence of a few milliards of poor human beings and condemned them to an eternal hell, he took pity on the rest, and, to save them and reconcile his eternal and divine love with his eternal and divine anger, always greedy for victims and blood, he sent into the world, as an expiatory victim, his only son, that he might be killed by men. That is called the mystery of the Redemption, the basis of all the Christian religions. Still, if the divine Savior had saved the human world! But no; in the paradise promised by Christ, as we know, such being the formal announcement, the elect will number very few. The rest, the immense majority of the generations present and to come, will burn eternally in hell. In the meantime, to console us, God, ever just, ever good, hands over the earth to the government of the Napoleon Thirds, of the William Firsts, of the Ferdinands of Austria, and of the Alexanders of all the Russias.<\/p>\n<p>Such are the absurd tales that are told and the monstrous doctrines that are taught, in the full light of the nineteenth century, in all the public schools of Europe, at the express command of the government. They call this civilizing the people! Is it not plain that all these governments are systematic poisoners, interested stupefiers of the masses?<\/p>\n<p>I have wandered from my subject, because anger gets hold of me whenever I think of the base and criminal means which they employ to keep the nations in perpetual slavery, undoubtedly that they may be the better able to fleece them. Of what consequence are the crimes of all the Tropmanns in the world compared with this crime of treason against humanity committed daily, in broad day, over the whole surface of the civilized world, by those who dare to call themselves the guardians and the fathers of the people?<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[L\u00e9o Ferr\u00e9, 1955] Pour la flamme que tu allumes Au creux d&#8217;un lit pauvre ou rupin Pour le plaisir qui s&#8217;y consume Dans la toile ou dans le satin Pour les enfants que tu ranimes Au fond des dortoirs ch\u00e9rubins &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/slackbastard.anarchobase.com\/?p=32327\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[18,11,7],"tags":[1518,1517,1516],"class_list":["post-32327","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-natas","category-music","category-poetry","tag-dionysos","tag-leo-ferre","tag-thank-you-satan"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6AyE-8pp","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/slackbastard.anarchobase.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32327","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/slackbastard.anarchobase.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/slackbastard.anarchobase.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/slackbastard.anarchobase.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/slackbastard.anarchobase.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=32327"}],"version-history":[{"count":13,"href":"https:\/\/slackbastard.anarchobase.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32327\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":32340,"href":"https:\/\/slackbastard.anarchobase.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32327\/revisions\/32340"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/slackbastard.anarchobase.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=32327"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/slackbastard.anarchobase.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=32327"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/slackbastard.anarchobase.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=32327"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}