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British Royal Family - The Princess of Wales wearing a cap decorated with feathers and an embroidered coat given to her when she was made an honorary Chitral scout in Chitra, North West province of Pakistan. (Photo by David Cooper) | September 29, 1991
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Meeting and doodles (secondary timeline)
"Hey, Davey, are you free?" Samantha asked to his friend when he finished his photo session.
"Just finished, what do you need, Sammy?" David asked as he started to put down his camera.
"I have to go to a military base near here, I want you to come with me." She said with a shrug.
"A military- Why on earth did you need to go there?!"
"I need to go get something and to see someone."
"Ah, you're going to drool over the dude from last time? The block with a mask?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"David! Shut up!" Sam shouted all blushed.
"Seriously, Cohen, I don't understand what you saw in that guy, but I'll go anyway."
She just grumbled in response, but soon they were driving to the military base Sam needed to go. David, in the other hand, simply was drawing on his sketchbook surprisingly steady despite being on a moving car. He hummed while he draw, sometimes looking at the roads outside of Washington and doodling a bit of the trees and the river.
"So, a base near Washington, something I should know?" David asked without looking at Samantha
"We're going to the base where a Task Force is staying, a British one." Sam said with a hum.
"Okay, and why did you ask me to come?"
"Hmm? Oh, I wanted you to meet someone...and I'm the one that drives always."
"...Fair enough."
They arrived shortly after and the car was checked for anything that could be forbidden, and they had to wait for a while until they had permission to enter. When they hopped off the car, a man was already for them and Sam smiled warmly at him. David scoffed with a mocking smile when he noticed his friend expression, and simply looked at the man...he seemed decent and since Sam was happy, all good apparently. Also, he stayed aside while he saw how unconsciously the both of them went a bit soft talking to each other, especially the man as far as he can tell.
"Wow, I never expected to see the L.t like that." A man said arriving, which called David's attention.
"That's the Lieutenant of this place?" David asked surprised.
"Ehh, not of this base, but it's my Lieutenant." The man said with a shrug. "But what's a civilian doing here exactly?"
"I came with her." He said with a shrug, pointing at Samantha.
"So you're the one Ghost wanted me to meet?"
David raised an eyebrow. "Ghost?"
"His nickname." He said pointing at Ghost.
"Huh, a bit dramatic, huh?"
"The mask speaks for itself." The man joked, then extending his hand. "I guess that since they wanted us to meet, I should introduce myself. Sergeant John MacTavish, at your service, you can call me Soap."
David smiled and shook his hand. "David Cooper, pleasure to meet you, Sergeant."
Soon they looked where the other two were, just to notice they were already gone.
"...Seriously, Sammy?" David murmured with a sigh.
"Sammy?" John asked curious.
"Samantha, I call her Sammy, you get it."
"Ah, I see." He said with a chuckle. "Well, at least I know Ghost is pretty much responsable, so probably they just went to get something and talk."
"Then this goes for long, Sam speaks a lot."
"And Ghost's a good listener, so...we need to find something to do meanwhile."
David raised an eyebrow. "Don't you have duties or something?"
Soap nodded with a smirk. "That'd be the case, but I'm quick enough to finish everything correctly and quickly."
"I envy you, y'know?"
Then David sat against a wall to take out his sketchbook and start drawing the buildings, and Soap seemed interested in that. Soon he sat beside the civilian, peeking over the sketchbook with interest. David smiled and let him see, noticing John was also murmuring something.
"Something's wrong?" David asked.
"Ah, I was just wondering how long you've been drawing, you're really talented."
"Oh, well...I learned when I was young, then perfected it during college."
"Are you an artist?"
"I guess I qualify like it, I'm a photographer."
"That makes sense." Soap said, nodding. "Honestly, it's great to see it, it looks so realistic. Thanks for letting me look, by the way."
"You're welcome, and by the way, do you draw too? You seemed to be murmuring something about the style of my draws..."
John nodded with a smile. "I do draw as well, as a hobbie. I don't have exactly a title or anything, but I have talent."
"Nice." David said with a chuckle.
They started to speak a bit, at first on a friendly manner. Surprisingly, soon it kinda became flirty as they kept speaking for a while leaning against the wall. Especially David was focused on the Scottish man as he started a new doodle with calm. At some point, he smiled and looked at him.
"You could be a great model, y'know?" David said with a chuckle.
"What?" Soap asked confused.
"For real, you're quite handsome and you could make a great model for my photo shoots."
Soap blinked surprised and chuckled. "Well, that's quite the compliment, huh? But I have to decline."
"May I ask why?"
"Safety, mostly. There's no way I can make myself so notorious, it would put...many things of mine in danger." Soap explained with a bit of mistery.
"A family, I assume?"
"More like my life."
David sighed and nodded. "I see, I can't blame you...but it still a shame, you could've been quite popular."
"Haven't you thought of being the model yourself? You're a good-looking lad as well."
"I would, but someone has to take the pictures and I'll be damned if I have to leave my camera to someone else!"
Soap laughed, and then they saw how Sam and Ghost came outside again, which made them share a smirk. Anyway, David simply closed his sketchbook and stood up, offering his hand to help the Sergeant. Soon they were walking towards those two, still chatting among themselves. And when they were near enough, they could notice how Samantha and Ghost shared a knowing look for a second.
"Why the look to you dark knight, Sammy?" David asked with a side smile.
"No reason, Davey. But I assume you got along with the Sergeant?" She asked with calm.
"Quite," he said with a smirk, "have you enjoyed your private time with your Lieutenant?"
"Shut up, you idiot."
Meanwhile, Ghost looked at Soap with a raised eyebrow hidden behind his baclava. "Good chit chat, Johnny?"
"You can say that, L.t." Soap said with a shrug. "Interesting one, you know."
"The man or the chatting?"
"A bit of both, I guess."
Soon it was time for the two civilians to go away, so Samantha hugged slightly the Lieutenant while her friend chuckled on the background. On the other hand, Soap offered his hand to David with a smile.
"It was good to meet you."
David shook his hand with a charming smile. "Likewise, Soap, and hey! The offer of being my model still up!"
"I still refuse, but thanks for the offer." Soap said with a smirk. "You'll have to find someone else, bonnie."
"Bonnie?" David asked confused. "What does that mean?"
Samantha chimmed in. "He's calling you beautiful, you moron!"
"Oh...OH!" David exclaimed before laughing. "Sorry, sorry, my bad."
"Don't worry, anyway, see you around hopefully." Soap said with a chuckle.
"Why don't you call me instead?" David said as he extended a piece of paper with his number. "We can talk later, Sergeant~"
Then Samantha and him walked back to the car, and drove away in silence. For a while they said nothing before Sam side-eyed David a bit weirded out.
"What did I just witness before?" She asked.
"Me flirting with the Sergeant you and your boyfriend introduced me to." He said with a hum.
"No shit, Sherlock. I mean, why you looked like you found your muse?"
David just took out his sketchbook again and continued to work on the doodle he was making of Soap, smiling as he worked on his eyes. "No reason."
"I call bullshit."
"...Sammy."
"Yeah?"
"Shut up already."
The Dialectics of Liberation edited by David Cooper with contributions by R. D. Laing, Stokely Carmichael, Herbert Marcuse, amongst others.
Gillian Anderson in The X-Files episode 4x04 ‘Unruhe’
Photo by David Cooper
But this subject is also an historical subject, living a certain social and economic reality as an objectively defined member of a certain class. As a subject he ‘sums up’ the world, but he sums it up only on the basis of its summation of him. Sartre takes this dimension of the analysis fully into account but, as he says, he has attempted to show the limits of psycho-analytic interpretation and of Marxist explanation, and to demonstrate that it is only through tracing the vicissitudes of a freedom that we can grasp a person in his totality. Through all the conditioning forces, constitutional-somatic, social—historical, it is a freedom that is being conditioned. A freedom that projects itself freely—in compliance with, or rebelliously in the teeth of, all fatedness or determination. This is both the contemporary centre of philosophical concern and the true stuff of biography. Biography is the critical experiment of philosophical hypothesizing. This argument cannot be reduced to the conventional quibbling conceptualizations of free-will versus determinism, nor can it be reduced without fatuity to a lexicographical exercise. It is a matter for concrete demonstration. The truth, when it is discovered, of one man’s life may call the bluff of countless philosophical mystifications.
David Cooper, Sartre on Genet
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