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zaterdag 7 oktober 2023

WORLD WORLDWIDE ITALY News Journal Update - (en) Italy, FDCA, Il Cantiere #19: Hate - Reverend (ca, de, it, pt, tr)[machine translation]

 


So, let's say it right away: it is a complex story, which comes fromafar. ---- For dinosaurs like myself, who chewed rap, frequentedoccupied places, preached and practiced insubordination, the vision ofthe banlieues in revolt, in this spring of '23, invariably brought thethought back to Vinz (the Jew ), Hubert (the African) and Said (theMuslim), the three protagonists of the prophetic film La haine byMathieu Kassovitz, France 1995. And that film opened with the selectionand scratches of a formidable DJ, who operated directly from his room,with the windows open and scattering pure hip hop and consciousness inthe popular area. (His name is Cut Killer, a well-known French DJ ofMoroccan origin)28 very long years have passed and the only thing that seems to havechanged is the soundtrack of this revolt. Not the protagonists who arethe endless French suburbs, true enclaves, colonies within the nation,not the rebels who are also the victims, i.e. North Africans,Maghrebians... Not the bad guys i.e. the National Police, who continuesto claim victims in those streets (in 2022 alone there are thirteen).The music, however, is quite different. Kassovitz's film exuded hip hopand g-funk, but today what and who do the outcasts of the banlieueslisten to? Here they are: collectives like PLO, single artists like ISK,crews like "La rue La vraie", or JUL who comes from Marseille (one ofthe centers of the revolt) and with his hundreds of millions of streamsis the most listened to French artist in Always.Funk has disappeared, a lot of autotune is wasted (and here we mustadmit that the North African and Middle Eastern phoneme goes togetherwith autotune), all the women have disappeared from the videos and intheir lyrics the unequivocal malaise of those who know they are he wasscrewed at the start, who no longer has hope and realizes that not evenmoney can save him. Because money never saves: it didn't save yourfather, maybe it won't save your children, it definitely won't save yourfriends.They are all "Wagnerized", that is, they wear balaclavas and mephistipulled up to their eyes, and the background is the tower blocks andstreets of the suburbs against which dystopian luxury cars andmotorcycles stand out. There is zero politics and more gangs, lessawareness and more jacquerie, less sharing and more individualism, fewerwomen and more men-only societies, basically gangs. Identical videos arethose produced by our local trappers, artists like Paki, Shiva,identical the mephists, the girls who aren't there, the luxury cars andmotorbikes and which often host apologies for drug dealing and alwaysthe idolatry of money. Being scandalized by this means not having theslightest idea of what the European peripheries are; ring, rings,inhabited by thousands of discriminated against.And that discrimination produced not solidarity but, on the contrary,social selfishness.It seemed to see them again Vinz, Hubert and Said, when they go down toParis, sneaking into a vernissage among bourgeois and "left-wing"people, so different from each other, kept away from the thousandbarriers that the rich, the privileged have been able to impose to thewhole society. Thirty years ago they already had no future, and todaywhen no one believes in the magnificent and progressive destiny of theworld anymore, here they are even more desolate.And then you understand that there is no more time for breakdancing, forhip hop as edutainment, for graffiti, for scratching... the only onesleft are the rhymes, but these are rhymes without desire.Today we need more; more apocalypse and less riots, more funk and lessautotune, more women and less mephists. We need to take care of eachother, through rhyme, poetry, politics, places.When that violence, that dissatisfaction turns into awareness, thenthere won't even be a need for rap anymore. Perhaps.Meanwhile: "So far so good, so far so good, what matters is not thefall, but the landing."Alternativa Libertaria/FdCA Il Cantiere #19 settembre 2023ilcantiere@autistici.org http://alternativalibertaria.fdca.it/_________________________________________A - I N F O S  N E W S  S E R V I C EBy, For, and About AnarchistsSend news reports to A-infos-en mailing listA-infos-en@ainfos.ca

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