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(en) Italy, Ponte Ghisolfa: The Freedom They Gave Us Back! by Albert Camus from msette (ca, de, it, pt, tr)[machine translation]
Date
Thu, 14 Nov 2024 08:47:51 +0200
Did you know? ---- Today is October 23, the anniversary of the Hungarian
revolution, a surge of freedom repressed in blood. ---- These are the
words of the great writer Albert Camus spoken at an anti-fascist
meeting. ---- In the photo, what remains of a statue of Stalin torn down
by the insurgents. ---- Hungary 1956 ---- The Freedom They Gave Us Back!
---- by Albert Camus ---- Speech given at a meeting in Paris on March
15, 1957, organized by the International Anti-Fascist Solidarity
(S.I.A.) on the occasion of the anniversary of the Hungarian revolution.
The Hungarian Minister of State Marosan, whose name sounds like a
program, declared a few days ago that there would be no more
counter-revolution in Hungary. For once, a minister of Kádár spoke the
truth. How could there be a counter-revolution when this one is already
in power? There can only be a revolution in Hungary.
I am not one of those who hope that the Hungarian people will take up
arms again for an insurrection destined to be crushed before the eyes of
an international society that will lavish it with applause, with
virtuous tears, but which will then return to its slippers, as the
sportsmen do in the stands on Sunday evenings after a boxing match.
There are already too many dead in the stadium and we can only be
generous with our own blood. Hungarian blood has proved too precious to
Europe and to freedom for us not to be stingy with it even to the
smallest drop. But I am not one of those who think that there can be an
arrangement, even if temporary, with a regime of terror that has the
right to call itself socialist just as the executioner of the
Inquisition had the right to call himself Christian. And on this
anniversary of freedom I hope with all my strength that the silent
resistance of the Hungarian people will be preserved, strengthened, and
repeated by all the voices that we can give it, will obtain from the
unanimous international opinion the boycott of its oppressors. And if
this opinion is too weak or too selfish to do justice to a martyred
people, if even our voices are too weak, I hope that the Hungarian
resistance will still be maintained until the counter-revolutionary
state collapses everywhere in the East under the weight of its lies and
contradictions.
The counter-revolutionary state
Because it is indeed a counter-revolutionary state. How else can you
define a regime that forces the father to denounce the son, the son to
ask for the supreme punishment for the father; the wife to testify
against the husband, and that has placed denunciation on the level of
virtue? Foreign tanks, police, hanged twenty-year-old girls, murdered
and imprisoned workers' councils, the campaign of lies, the camps, the
censorship, arrested judges, criminals who legislate and the gallows
again and again, is this socialism, the great celebration of freedom and
justice?
No, we have known, we know this: these are the bloody and monotonous
rites of the totalitarian religion! Hungarian socialism is, today, in
prison or in exile. In the palaces of the State, armed to the teeth, the
mediocre tyrants of absolutism wander, frightened by the very word of
freedom, enraged by that of liberty.
The proof of this is that today, March 15, a day of truth and invincible
freedom for all Hungarians, for Kádár has been a long day of fear.
For many years, however, these tyrants, aided in the West by accomplices
whom nothing and no one forced to such zeal, have spread torrents of
smoke about their true action. When something transpired, they or their
Western interpreters explained to us that everything would be sorted out
in about ten generations, that in the meantime everyone was walking
happily towards the future, that the deported peoples had been wrong to
obstruct a little the circulation on the proud road of progress, that
those killed were in complete agreement with their elimination, that the
intellectuals declared themselves happy with their graceful gag because
it was dialectical and that, finally, the people were happy with their
own work, because if they did, for miserable wages, overtime, they did
it in the good sense of history.
Alas! The same people took the floor and spoke in Berlin, in
Czechoslovakia, in Poznan and finally in Budapest. And in this city, at
the same time as the people, the intellectuals tore off their gags. And
both, with one voice, said that we were not walking forward but
backwards, that we had killed for nothing, deported for nothing,
enslaved for nothing and that now to be sure of advancing on the right
path it was necessary to give everyone the truth and freedom. Thus, at
the first cry of the insurrection in free Budapest, kilometers of false
reasoning and beautiful deceptive doctrines of scientists and poor
philosophies were reduced to dust. And the naked truth, so long
outraged, appeared before everyone's eyes.
Contemptuous masters, who were unaware of even insulting the working
class, had assured us that the people could easily do without freedom if
only they were given bread. And the people themselves suddenly responded
that they did not even have bread, but even supposing that they had had
some, they would still want something else.
For it is not a wise professor but a blacksmith from Budapest who wrote:
"I want to be considered as an adult who wants and knows how to think. I
want to be able to say my thoughts without having anything to fear and I
want to be listened to too."
As for the intellectuals, who were preached to and shouted at that there
was no other truth than that which served the objectives of the cause,
here is the oath they took on the graves of their comrades murdered for
the said cause: "Never again, not even under threat and torture, nor for
a misunderstood love of the cause, will nothing but the truth come out
of our mouths." (Tibor Meray on Rajik's grave).
Hungary
like Spain
After this the cause is clear: This massacred people is ours.
Hungary will be, today, for us what Spain was twenty years ago. The
subtle nuances, the artifices of words, and the wise considerations with
which they still try to mask the truth, do not interest us. The
competition between Rákosi and Kádár with which they want to entertain
us, does not matter. They are both of the same race. They differ only in
their titles of hunting glory and if Rákosi's are bloodier they will not
be for a long time.
In any case, whether it is the killer or the persecuted persecutor,
nothing changes in the freedom of Hungary. I regret in this respect that
I must still play Cassandra and disappoint the new hopes of certain
tireless colleagues, but there is no evolution possible in a
totalitarian society. Terror does not evolve, except towards the worse,
the gallows are not liberalized, the guillotine is not tolerant. Nowhere
in the world has there been seen a party or a man who, having absolute
power, has not made absolute use of it. What defines the totalitarian
society of the right or the left is first of all the single party and
the single party has no reason to self-destruct. This is why the only
society that must retain our critical and operative sympathy is the one
in which the plurality of parties prevails. It alone allows us to
denounce injustice and crime, and therefore to correct them. It alone,
today, allows us to denounce torture, the ignoble torture, abominable in
Algeria as in Budapest.
The defects of the West are innumerable, its crimes and its errors are
real. But, finally, let us not forget that we are the only holders of
that power of improvement and emancipation that resides in free thought.
Let us not forget that while totalitarian society, with its very
principles, forces friend to denounce friend, Western society, despite
its errors, always produces that race of men who retain the honor of
living, I mean the race of those who extend their hand to the enemy
himself to save him from pain or death.
When Minister Chépilov, coming from Paris, dares to write that "Western
art is destined to dismember the human soul and to form massacrers of
all kinds" it is time to answer him that our artists and our writers, at
least they, have never massacred anyone and that they have enough
generosity not to accuse the theory of socialist realism of the
massacres covered up or ordered by Chépilov and those who resemble him.
The truth is that there is room for everyone, among us, even for evil,
and even for Chépilov's writers, but also for honor, for the free path
of desire, for the adventure of intelligence. While there is no room for
anything in Stalinist culture, except for patronage sermons, the gray
life and the catechism of propaganda. To those who could still doubt it,
Hungarian writers recently shouted it out to them, before manifesting
their definitive choice because they prefer to remain silent, today,
rather than lie by order.
History cannot
justify terror
It will not be easy for us to be worthy of such sacrifice. But we must
try to be so, in a Europe finally united, forgetting our complaints,
making justice for our own mistakes, multiplying our creations and our
solidarity.
Finally, to those who wanted to humiliate us and make us believe that
history could justify terror, we respond with our true faith, the one we
share, we now know, with Hungarian and Polish writers and also, yes,
with Russian writers, who are also gagged.
Our faith is that there is, on the move in the world, parallel to the
force of constraint and death that obscures history, a force of
persuasion and life that is called culture and that is made at the same
time with free creation and free work. Our daily task, our long vocation
is to increase this culture with our work and not to take something away
from it, even temporarily. But our proudest duty is to defend
personally, and to the end, against the force of coercion and death,
from whatever side it comes, the freedom of this culture, that is, the
freedom of work and creation.
The Hungarian workers and intellectuals, to whom we are close today with
such helpless pain, have understood this and have made us understand it
better. That is why if their pain is ours, their hope also belongs to
us. Despite their poverty, their exile, their chains, they have left us
a royal inheritance that we must deserve: freedom, which they have no
choice, but which in a single day they have given us back!
Albert Camus
Taken from "Volontà" n. 7, year X, 1 April 1957
https://ponte.noblogs.org/2024/3867/la-liberta-che-ci-hanno-resa-di-albert-camus/
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