Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Free Indian Frequency

HUGO ROMAN GARY: THE "PROMISE OF DAWN" THE ASPECTS OF THE CHAMELEON TRAVELLER


" I've always been another " ... Who is Gary? ... Everything except what he wants to show us. Dropping that "life has us at dawn a promise she never takes " and that "you spend your life waiting for what you have already received " is still the same man that fits with delight under the scales of a boa apartment by the method called "sympathetic". Justifier deploring human remains state sketching, feeling himself the hero of hug loves to take himself into his arms! The less we are and the more one is too many. Gary is hard to recognize the look of a dog in that of his master ... and vice versa. Minority-born, he hates - cordially - anything that looks like up close or far to manly strength as the good feelings. And to never sleep in peace, he can count on his three favorite gods: Filoche, the god of prejudice, the god who cares Trembloche scared and Totoche the god of stupidity.

Gary, chameleon satisfied wallow with delight in the slang of the thought. The humor is a terrorist himself sweetness to the soul: " When one wants to die, chocolate is better than usual! ", or in the mouth of the father of Mrs. Rosa Momo: "I have given a son Arabic, I do not want you to render me a little Jew! ... "

Seizing the identity of a certain Emile Ajar, one of his many aliases, Gary goes back in time to invent lives in abundance, never where we expect it, true to his sense that he wants to reverse the laws of nature. Gary, the man-world burns to embrace all existence. Russian, Polish, Mongolian, Tartar, Jewish, he likes to cover his tracks, to be still another. His mother's son, Airman, resistant, diplomat, filmmaker, he is the eternal emigrant, like his favorite chameleon who put on a Scotch plaid, goes mad ... and great French writer.

Denouncing Racism and the bomb like real pornography of the mind, this phobia of stupidity has always known that " happiness does not require the man to make his life impossible . And one begins to share his fear that intimate human is not yet really "happened." Then, of course, as a the only real consolation was always "the life ahead."

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