Georgi Gospodinov: How the saddest place in the world became the deadliest | News from Bulgaria and the world



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Literature has always known him, philosophy has known him, culture has known him, civilization has known him: man is the measure. Not the economy, not roads, not restaurants, not discos, not jeeps, not stadiums, not debt and interest, not even gross domestic product. Everything comes later. Man precisely in his mortality and vulnerability, in his passions and pains. And life in all its impermanence.

Only in uneducated societies and systems does human life not cost a penny. In countries where marching people greet those who leave the stands. Or in countries where the persecution of people is tolerated first, then forgotten and finally ordered. In countries where the fire of a dictatorship has passed to reduce the value of human life to ashes. And more, in chaotic, corrupt countries that simulate democracy.

This is where the whole chain of deaths came from

There are all kinds of possible explanations for today’s failure and chaos in not dealing with the coronavirus. It may be due to the stupidity, carelessness and incompetence of those who govern this system. Because suddenly it turned out that the second wave surprised us. In spring, we affirmed that we would use the summer and the time gained to prepare. But someone somewhere in the chain said that the illustrated Bulgarian “well, throw it away and so it can be.” Or today’s “Brother, it was like that anyway.” From such comments came the announced deaths of several people on the stairs in front of the hospitals. A person has the right to die with dignity, even when this dignity is constantly denied to him during his life. This is where the whole chain of deaths began, launching us to the peak of mortality.

We, who have rarely collectively been the first in the world. Actually, no, we were. We were “the saddest place in the world”. That’s what The Economist called us in 2010 in a study. Now we are champions of death. From the saddest place to the most deadly, the step is not really great.

You cannot be among the first in Europe or the world in terms of poverty, corruption, dirty air, deaths on the roads, conspiracy theories, and not be first in a pandemic in terms of mortality. There is no way to lie about death, it is not a European institution to blindfold you. Probably exaggerating and exaggerating, so be it. Although: which is not true? The strange thing is that these things do not scare us, we have lost the usual reaction in which after such “achievements” a person must experience a complex, no, simple register of emotions – shame, first shame, pain, reflection, mobilization, some . move towards coping.

And we will hide, we will smile or we will take out the babaita “let’s go from here, march, the world will tell me what I am”. And we will enter the opium of the peoples, nations, older civilizations, of the yearnings of the haidouk and of the Macedonian question … This is always well spent.

But what to look for an explanation when the failure comes in an emergency faster than an ambulance. At such a time, it is cynical to shake schedules with empty beds and well thought out plans, as in late socialism, wholesale and management. The question is not in the beds; If it were for that, there are also beds at IKEA. Where are the vaccination times and places, corridors, covered spaces. Where are the minister’s explanations for this ultra-high death rate? Why are we late? Where is our enlightened understanding as a society in which half do not believe in the virus, in masks, in vaccines?

The man, silly. Life, silly.

In 1992, Clinton coined the phrase “The economy, dummy!” But 1992 is already infinitely distant and the world is in a completely different crisis and drama. In large part because he was mesmerized only by economic growth at all costs. The words are completely different now: “Man, silly!” Even that is long gone, as we look at reports of millions of gas-killed minks, endangered species, and melting ice to teach us that it is all one. Therefore, the words must be: “Life, fool!”

Ten years ago, in the middle of the economic crisis, I tried to say that we are not only made of economics and politics, that there are other invisible crises lurking, but we never talk about them because governments and the media are mostly sensitive . financially. The existential, like culture, they consider a trifle. If our government and society (both together) had a different sensibility, we would not be witnessing what is happening here and now. Not in this helplessness, not in this chaos. Apathy or empathy: that is the question.

SECOND. row. – The article by the writer Georgi Gospodinov is from Deutsche Welle.

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