After lunch at 1 PM, quickly made a double-sided sign:
HUMANS, LET’S STRIKE
AGAINST INHUMANITY
VOTE
“8 BILLION HUMANS”
JEAN-GAB.OVER-BLOG.COM
(in the rush and concerned with line length, I had forgotten the “D” in billion. A woman pointed it out while passing by, another didn’t know, a third told me “yes, like in billionaire”)
— teacher protest of the National Education ministry’s antivirus (or something like that)
We can talk.
I can listen to you.
In exchange, you listen to me, we interact, we change in a human direction.
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We have been living in Utopia for millennia:
the best of all possible worlds = prioritizing and exclusively inhumanity.
— (in front of the 5th district town hall)
Does party membership prevent you from being human?
– No? Then “8 billion humans” interests you.
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Resignation from decivilization of domination!
Resignation from ALL rulers and other dominants in 2022!
—
When you want good for others,
it doesn’t mess EVERYTHING up,
it doesn’t break ANYTHING,
you don’t start from scratch,
NOTHING needs to be redone…
what remains is essential, the human
= us
= we can finally be, live, and do together. Like in a couple.
The rest = the inhuman, we don’t want it anymore, we couldn’t care less.
No matter what the troublemakers say.
—
We are good with other humans. Among humans. (in the protest).
We stop annoying each other.
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Don’t limit yourself.
If the Constitutional Council limits “8 billion humans”
for bad reasons,
“8 billion humans” refuses its limit.
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Summary of the protest: from Luxembourg to Port-Royal, boulevard Montparnasse, boulevard Raspail to “rue du Bac” where the protest is blocked by police cars. The metro entrance is curiously open. 45 minutes to find Az after leaving Élio’s daycare.
The sign was read 3-4 times. There were 3-4 photos. I chatted with two high school students (I’m not good with ages) on the metro ride back.
It’s a good day.
9:30 PM —
Let’s live as humans, 8 billion at every moment of our life.
We don’t say a stack of bacon,
we say a slice of dollar
—
Renew protest or others.
Modify my relationship with people.
(we are confined to nonexistence. That’s the silent majority).
Express yourself on the street without imposing
= message on the back
= free to see, to read, to be touched, to remember or not.