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Tact, like empathy, is based on a certain form of mutual understanding. But while empathy implies the idea of entering someone else’s mind inasmuch as it is linked to the presumption that ‘I know how you feel’, tact exists to create a form of bonding between individuals that is not based on the idea of intrusion but, conversely, on the respect for existing boundaries, and on a willingness not always to assume that one knows. While empathy requires resonance and proximity, tact is there to restore distance, and to accept the diﬀerence between the individuals involved in order to protect and preserve their dignity. Tact is based on an attention towards otherness.

Katja Haustein, “How to Be Alone with Others: Plessner, Adorno, and Barthes on Tact” (via mehreenkasana)

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Often he was honoured and profusely The Comrade Lenin. Busts there are and statues. Cities were named after him and children. Speeches are made in numerous languages Rallies there are and demonstrations From Shanghai to Chicago, in honour of Lenin. But thus they honoured him The carpet weavers of Kuyan-Bulak A small village in southern Turkistan: Twenty carpet weavers stand there in the evening Shivering with fever, in front of their humble loom. Fever runs riot: the railway station Teeming with buzzing mosquitoes – a thick cloud Arising from the swamp behind the old camel cemetery. But the train, which Once in two weeks brings water and smoke, brings Also the news one day That the day for honouring Lenin lies ahead And so decide the people of Kuyan-Bulak Carpet weavers, poor folk That for the Comrade Lenin also in their village A gypsum bust would be installed. But as the money is collected for the bust All of them stand Trembling with fever and contribute Their hard earned kopecks with wobbling hands. And the Red Army soldier Stepa Jamal, who Carefully counts and meticulously watches, Sees the readiness, to honour Lenin, and is filled with joy. But he also sees the uncertain hands. And all of a sudden he makes a proposal To buy petroleum with the money collected for the bust In order to pour it on the swamp behind the camel cemetery From where the mosquitoes come, which Cause the fever Thus to combat the fever in Kuyan-Bulak, and indeed To honour the late, but Not to be forgotten Comrade Lenin. This was agreed to. On the day of paying respect to Lenin they carried Their battered buckets, filled with black petroleum One behind the other Over there and spread it on the swamp. So they benefited themselves, in paying homage to Lenin and Paid homage to him, in that they benefited themselves and had Therefore understood him well. We have heard how the Kuyan-Bulak folk Paid their respect to Lenin. As now in the evening The petroleum had been bought and discharged over the swamp Stood up a man in the assembly, and he demanded That a commemoration stone be erected at the railway station Reporting these events, containing The altered plan and the exchange Instead of Lenin’s bust the fever eradicating petroleum barrel, And all this in honour of Lenin And they did that too And mounted the slab.

Bertolt Brecht | The Carpet Weavers of Kuyan-Bulak Honour Lenin

Note: Kuyan-Bulak is the railway station of Ferghana in Uzbekistan. The slab had the text: “In this place there should have been a memorial to Lenin, but instead of the memorial, petroleum was brought and poured over the swamp. Thus Kuyan-Bulak, in memory of Lenin and in his name smothered malaria.”

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Imperialism has layed its body over the world, the head in Eastern Asia, the heart in the Middle East, its arteries reaching Africa and Latin America. Wherever you strike it, you damage it, and you serve the World Revolution.

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The less you eat, drink and buy books; the less you go to the theatre, the dance hall, the public house; the less you think, love, theorise, sing, paint, fence, etc., the more you save – the greater becomes your treasure which neither moths nor rust will devour – your capital. The less you are, the less you express your own life, the more you have, i.e., the greater is your alienated life, the greater is the store of your estranged being.

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Lenins Worte (Lenin’s Words) - Ernst Busch

Lenin! Er rührte an dem Schlaf der Welt, Mit Worten, die Blitze waren. Sie kamen aus Schienen und Flüssen daher, Durch alle Länder gefahren. Er rührte an dem Schlaf der Welt, Mit Worten, die wurden Brot, Und Lenins Worte wurden Armeen, Gegen die Hungersnot. Er rührte an dem Schlaf der Welt, Mit Worten, die wurden Maschinen, Wurden Traktoren, wurden Häuser, Bohrtürme und Minen! Wurden Elektrizität! Hämmern in den Betrieben! Stehe, unauslöschbare Schrift, In alle Herzen geschrieben! Stehe, unauslöschbare Schrift, In alle Herzen geschrieben! English translation Lenin! He roused the world from its sleep, With words that were lightning! They came by rail and sea, Passing through all nations! He roused the world from its sleep, With words that became bread. And Lenin’s words became armies, Against famine. He roused the world from its sleep, With words that became machines, Became tractors, became houses, Oil rigs and mines! They became electricity! Hammering in the people’s companies*! Stand, undeletable writing, Written in all hearts! Stand, undeletable writing, Written in all hearts! *”Betrieben” - which I’ve translated as “people’s companies” - refers to Volkseigene Betrieben, literally “people-owned enterprise”, the sole legal form of industrial enterprise in the GDR.

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Viktor Gorbatko, Pham Tuân & Backup crew members, Valery Bykovsky, Bui Thanh Liem of Soyuz flight 37

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Old Moscow: A Street in Kitai Gorod at the Beginning of the 17th Century, 1900

Toni Morrison, “I am not Seaworthy”

I am not seaworthy. Look how the fish mistake my hair for home. I had a life, like you. I shouldn't be riding the sea. I am not seaworthy. Let me be earthbound; star fixed mixed with sun and smacking air. Give me the smile, the magic kiss to trick little boy death of my hand. I am not seaworthy. Look how the fish mistake my hair for home.

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Morrison has said that because the sweep of history is too large, especially the sweep of American slavery, she concentrates on single characters within the historical moment to convey the specificities of that moment. Morrison’s plotting A Mercy makes the case with Jacob Vaark's accumulated household and conversion to investing indirectly in the slave trade what history bears out: economic expediency led the shift to non-white slavery. The colonies needed a permanent, dependent labor force that could be set apart visually. Colony after colony passed legislation recognizing slavery as a legal institution. Massachusetts was first in 1641, Virginia recognized slavery as a legal institution in 1661, and Maryland followed in 1663. In 1691, the year after the time setting of A Mercy, the colonies passed legislation making it illegal to free an enslaved person of African descent unless that freed person left the colonies. Race slavery was not an inherent ideology that was socially or psychologically in place at the founding of Jamestown but was instituted one law at a time during the second half of seventeenth-century colonial America.

La Vinia Delois Jennings, ‘"A Mercy": Toni Morrison Plots the Formation of Racial Slavery in Seventeenth Century America’.

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Toni Morrison, “The Town is Lit”

It's been suggested: well kept lawns and fences, white porch swings and toast by the fire. It's been requested: puppies, a window of blossoming pear trees and a place for robins to nest.

But I know that somewhere, out there the town is lit. The players begin to make music in all the cafes. Clowns on wheels linger to steal foxes that click on the curb. Lovers expecting the night to protect them the moon too far to disturb. Trees in the park dance after dark to music in all the cafes.

It's been suggested: well kept lawns and fences, white porch swings and toast by the fire. It's been requested: puppies, a window of blossoming pear trees and a place for robins to nest.

But I know that somewhere, out there Geminis split Sagittarians kick to the music in all the cafes. Aquarians throw gold on the floor to rival the glitter it makes Pisces swim over the rim knowing they've got what it takes to cut through the dark get to the heart of the music in all the cafes.

#Toni Morrison