i’m so mad bc this book is shitty af but it contains one of my fave moments in finnish literature
“Greedily breathe in the air, Jussi,” Elias urged. “It carries the scent of European civilisation/sophistication. The mild aroma of liberty, equality and fraternity, and the rich perfume of the thousand-year history of this town.”
“Oh,” answered Jussi. “I think it smells like shit in here.”
“To the governing class the anarchists say: ‘Gentlemen, we ask no privilege, we propose no restriction; nor, on the other hand, will we permit it. We have no new shackles to propose, we seek emancipation from shackles. We ask no legislative sanction, for cooperation asks only for a free field and no favours; neither will we permit their interference.’ Anarchism asserts that in freedom of the social unit lies the freedom of the social state. It asserts that in freedom to possess and utilise soil lie social happiness and progress and the death of rent. It asserts that order can only exist where liberty prevails, and that progress leads and never follows order. It asserts, finally, that this emancipation will inaugurate liberty, equality, fraternity. That the existing industrial system has outgrown its usefulness, if it ever had any is I believe admitted by all who have given serious thought to this phase of social conditions.” - Lucy Parsons, The Principles of Anarchism
On Friday night, you took an exceptional life - the love of my life, the mother of my son - but you will not have my hatred. I don’t know who you are and I don’t want to know, you are dead souls. If this God, for whom you kill blindly, made us in his image, every bullet [you put] in the body of my wife would have been a wound in his heart.
So, no, I will not grant you the gift of my hatred. You’re asking for it, but responding to hatred with anger is falling victim to the same ignorance that has made you what you are. You want me to be scared, to view my countrymen with mistrust, to sacrifice my liberty for my security. You lost.
I saw her this morning. Finally, after nights and days of waiting. She was just as beautiful as when she left on Friday night, just as beautiful as when I fell hopelessly in love over 12 years ago. Of course I am devastated by this pain, I give you this little victory, but the pain will be short-lived. I know that she will be with us every day and that we will find ourselves again in this paradise of free love to which you have no access.
We are just two, my son and me, but we are stronger than all the armies in the world. I don’t have any more time to give to you, I have to join Melvil who is waking up from his nap. He is barely 17-months-old. He will eat his snack as usual, and then we are going to play as usual, and for his whole life this little boy will threaten you by being happy and free. Because no, you will not have his hatred either.”
Antoine Leiris a man who lost his wife in the massacres in Paris wrote this on his Facebook page.
Like one of the happiest and saddest moment at the same time. Him proudly waving the flag while shouting how golden we are, like a big ”Hey look at us, we’re still standing, still dancing, you won’t deprive us of our freedom”. The emotion of that night, him and us all together determined to sing and to dance and to do as much noise as we could. Determined to stand. We might be scared but we keep on standing, and he is standing with us.
“Music is not a pivilege. Music is a right. It is liberty. Liberty, Equality, Fraternity.”
The French Government announced that they gave up counting the people who have participated today. This is the biggest manifestation France has ever known in its history since the Liberation of Paris in 1944.
Today all religions, so many cultures, so many different people were reunited to claim their love for their country for their Republic.
Today is a day that will be remembered as the day that LIBERTY EQUALITY AND FRATERNITY united a whole nation but also united people abroad pur frontiers.
Today France showed she would not kneel, she would not let herself be divided. Today the world showed its support to the French Nation: a country made of colors, a patchwork of religions, the country of Voltaire and Rousseau the country of freedom.
The beating heart of French Canada is her churches and cathedrals, she was spared the bloodshed and anarchy that befell the French fatherland and kept the traditions of her ancestors rather than embracing the false ideals of ‘liberty, equality and fraternity’
Her soul is that of Charlemagne and Templars, not of Rousseau and the Jacobins.
This boldly cinematic trio of stories about love and loss, from Krzysztof Kieślowski was a defining event of the art-house boom of the 1990s. The films are named for the colors of the French flag and stand for the tenets of the French Revolution—liberty, equality, and fraternity—but that hardly begins to explain their enigmatic beauty and rich humanity.
My brother was Muslim and he was killed by two terrorists, by two false Muslims. Islam is a religion of peace and love. As far as my brother’s death is concerned it was a waste. He was very proud of the name Ahmed Merabet, proud to represent the police and of defending the values of the Republic – liberty, equality, fraternity.
Bastille Day, which is also called National Day, holds some similarities to the United States’ Independence Day celebration. The national holiday observes the rush of the medieval Bastille prison as the French were fighting for their freedom during the French Revolution on July 14, 1789.
The day itself celebrates the French national motto, “liberty, equality and fraternity,” which originated in the French Revolution. The day, like the United States’ Fourth of July, represents patriotism and freedom from tyranny. [x]
My brother came back from the marche in Lyon.
A Muslim woman had been verbally attacked by another woman.
Do you know what happened?
My brother, his friends, and other participants stood up for her and defended her.
Because this is France today. Fighting against amalgams. Fighting for liberty, equality and fraternity.
In their revolution, the French fought for "liberty, fraternity, equality." Does anyone know what the Americans fought for?
life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, we fought for these ideas we shouldn't settle for less thESE ARE WISE WORDS, ENTERPRISING MEN WROTE THEM, DON'T ACT SURPRISED YOU GUYS CAUSE I WROTE THEM
I’m tired of people saying we shouldn’t support Paris, that the world shouldn’t be lit up in blue, white and red. I’m tired of people saying France brought the attack on themselves. I’m tired of people bashing the French flag as a symbol of oppression.
The flag was created after the Revolution, and stands as a symbol of liberty, equality and fraternity.
I’ve seen so many posts in the last three days arguing against supporting Paris in their time of crisis. The argument is always “Baghdad and Beirut were also attacked, support them, don’t support Paris because they’re white and they colonised places.”
Yes, we need to support Baghdad and Beirut. But the key word is also. All three places were attacked, all three deserve support.
And the second part of the argument is simply illogical. Today, Paris is just as multicultural as every other major city in the world. The people affected by the attacks have international ties. Some who were killed or injured weren’t even French. They were foreigners.
Blaming all of France for something that happened hundreds of years ago, and citing that as a reason against support is stupid. If you can do that, then you can say “don’t support Baghdad and Beirut because most of their population is muslim, and in the Middle Ages, muslims invaded the majority of the Mediterranean.”
You see how irrational that is? You can’t just blame every single member of a modern society for something that they had no control over.
You can’t preach the importance of recognising that religious extremism is the actions of a few, and then blame every French person for the actions of a few hundreds of years ago. Jean-Paul Dupuis, born in 1980, had no control over the French invading Quebec in the 1500s, and Kabir Houssain, born in 1982, had no control over what the Ottoman empire did in the 1400s.
Don’t you dare tell me I’m not allowed to support Paris. Don’t you dare tell me not to post pictures of the CN lit up in blue, white and red. Don’t you dare tell me to ignore one city’s suffering and support another.
I stand with Paris, with Baghdad, with Beirut. I stand with all places affected by terrorism. And I also stand with Japan and Mexico, affected as they were by earthquakes.