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Първоначалната идея на този блог беше всъщност да пиша ревюта на книгите, които чета, да коментирам филмите, които гледам и да обяснявам музиката, която слушам. Но май до днес още не съм правил никое от изброените.

По този повод, ще препиша един кратичък пасаж от книжката на Харуки Мураками, когото се научих доста да ценя в последно време. Най-вече, защото успява постоянно да обясни с доста прости думи неща, които ми се въртят в главата откакто се помня и никога не съм можел да ги формулирам. Едно от тези неща:

“(…) Only people who’ve been discriminated against can really know how much it hurts. (…) But what disgusts me even more are people who have no imagination. The kind T.S. Eliot calls ‘hollow men’. People who fill up that lack of imagination with heartless bits of straw, not even aware of what they’re doing. Callous people who throw a lot of empty words at you, trying to force you to do what you don’t want to. (…) Gays, lesbians, straights, feminists, fascist pigs, communists, Hare Krishnas – none of those bother me. I don’t care what banner they raise. But what I can’t stand are hollow people. When I’m with them I can’t bear it, and end up saying things I shouldn’t. With those women – I shold’ve just let it wash over me, or else called Miss Saeki and let her handle it. She would have given them a smile and smoothed things over. But I can’t do that. I say things I shouldn’t, do things I shouldn’t do. I can’t control myself. That’s one of my weak points. Do you know why that’s a weak point of mine?”

“‘Cause if you take every single person who lacks much imagination seriously, there’s no end to it,” I say.

“That’s it,” Oshima says. He taps his temple with the rubber end of the pencil. “But there’s one thing I want you to remember, Kafka. Those are pricesely the kind of people who murdered Miss Saeki’s childhood sweetheart. Narrow minds devoid of imagination. Intolerance, theories cut off from reality, empty terminology, usurped ideals, inflexible systems. Those are the things that realy frighten me. What I absolutely fear and loathe. Of course it’s important to know what’s right and what’s wrong. Individual errors in judgement can usually be corrected. As long as you have the courage to admit mistakes, things can be turned around. But intolerant, narrow minds with no imagination are like parasites that transform the host, change form and continue to thrive. They’re a lost cause, and I don’t want anyone like that coming in here.”

(…)

“I wish I could just laugh off people like that, but I can’t.”

Дам. Болдването е по моя преценка, курсива си е оригинален.

Не казвам, че аз винаги успявам да се държа така или дори се опитвам всеки път да поставям подобни хора на мястото им – често пъти ми липсват аргументи срещу техните празни такива… Но както и да е.

Сещам се също и за борците за свобода в Across the Universe. Сцената с Revolution беше много по темата, пък и текста на песента си е актуален.