Looking back on the past week, with the Press review of the Observatory of Decolonialism from January 18 to 24, 2021
This week we cancelled:
- The penguins of Xavier Gorce, who drew for Le Monde for 18 years, but whose humor disturbs the offended on social networks.
>>> Listen to the analysis of Nathalie Heinich, signatory of the Appeal of the Observatory of Decolonialism: “Freedom of expression: “It’s not because we’re outraged that we’re right””
- The Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer, but also B, Arthurian literature or Icelandic sagas, all medieval literature and even more recent classical works such as Paradise Lost by John Milton or the poetry of John Donne, replaced in the English studies curriculum at the University of Leicester by "modules on race and gender"
>>> Read the article from the Observatory of Decolonialism: “Will Chaucer Survive the Woke Purge?”
- The Aristocats et Peter Pan, but also the Dumbo, The Jungle Book ou The Lady and the Tramp, which children will be deprived of on the Disney+ platform because these works convey racist stereotypes.
>>> Read the article by Sami Biasoni, signatory of the Appeal of the Observatory of Decolonialism: “When Disney+ becomes a moral tutor”
- The three wise monkeys, removed from the University of York website because they allegedly convey a racist stereotype...
- The "Indian" Playmobils, which are no longer available under that name. They become "native" because it is terribly racist to play cowboys and Indians.
- Balzac, Stendhal and Flaubert, who no longer speak to young people and who the new director of the National Centre for Letters intends to replace with "contemporary literature that speaks to adolescents about what concerns them".
Find all this information and much more on the Press review of the Observatory of Decolonialism from January 18 to 24, 2021
# Fahrenheit 451
To fight against Cancel Culture, the Observatory of Decolonialism offers you the reading of this poem by John Donne (cancelled by the University of Leicester):
THE CANONIZATION
Please grant me license to love:
Make fun of my gout, mock my trembling,
Laugh at my gray hairs, at my discomfiture;
Run and cultivate yourself, go and plump yourself up,
Be well in court, lick the boots well,
Make a good impression among the great;
Admire the King on your shields, face to face,
All to your heart's content, and good for you,
You might as well grant me license to love.
Who, unfortunately, have I ever wronged by loving?
How many galleons sink under my sighs?
Tell me what areas my tears flood?
What early spring have I prevented from sprouting?
When my veins are burning to the point of dying
Is this fire killing other people in the world?
Trials are legion, as are wars,
Litigants and soldiers are at their business,
And we to ours, which is to love.
Yours is the art of naming when ours is to love;
Tell me candle and name it bombyx,
Burning for each other, death is our wish;
Eagle and dove we like to call ourselves,
And to complicate the riddle of the phoenix.
The unique double is reborn from our fires,
Of the two, masculine, feminine, neuter unity.
Canonized: dead then resurrected,
So deep is the mystery of loving.
To live for love, if not to die of love,
Deprives us of an epitaph, but our legend
Of poems as well will become subject;
We will make the sonnet our rhyming room
If we are not proven by history;
The most beautiful cinerary vase is suitable
As much as a monument to the remains of the greatest
In these hymns we recognize
Saints among saints by dint of loving,
All will call upon us: Saints who made us love
A pious art of living as quiet hermits;
Body yesterday at peace, but today glorious,
You in whom the soul of the world has been lost,
Who are the retort where they distill
(As in a mirror or as in your eyes,
Where everything is concentrated on fire in you)
Courts, cities and lands, pray for us,
May the art of loving come to us from above.
John DONNE (translated by Jean Migrenne)
source: Use of the poem
