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Art does not have to answer, it has to ask, that is taught to us modestly. Responsible art is already an ideology, says the chip installed in the brain during the years of captivity. As if asking alone, but being silent, is not an ideology. Leaning on everything, crouching down. But this is how they teach us.
Therefore, the drama of life also obeys the rules of that art. Let’s remember the thriller from last week. The main character, let’s call him ancient, the Architect (I left), trying to stop a bulldozer, the Entrepreneur lit a bulldozer that destroys interwar culture on a large scale. The one that the city boasts and that has truly become its most distinctive sign. So he’s even looking for international awards. But for the manager of the excavator (wouldn’t you say, for the cashier?) It is not a reason: a task has been received, a contract has been signed. An architect could already cut out and go build a new house, even in the same place. But we are faced with a human strain of a different hair, fallen out of time, who realizes that the entire foundation of his profession and morality also rests on that heritage. How to behave then?
At this point, a normal Lithuanian film director would finish the film. The final shots with the cry of despair turning red, the Architect stumbling over the ruins of the faded flag, the camera lifts up, travels through several streets, the city, and finally the drone assembles the contours of all of Lithuania. Subtitles, applause. Hardly any awards.
Such dramas continue a bit on social media, but they are short-lived, lingering for other examples: oh, I got home, the tree was cut down! Oh what to do, cut now? Hey, roaring in the meadow, pouring concrete on the playground! Oh, they already demolished the house, there are nine floors, you bastards! Everything is accompanied by a sea of compassion and emoticons, from indignation to wit, to bitter irony. – Missionary gardens have become missionary barns, sloin on sloin does not mean transparency yet… Flashes of advice too: call the municipality, the Department of Vegetation, write a protocol, collect the signatures of residents, contact the correct subdivision of the Department of Urban Planning and Planning of the City Municipality Apartment Supervision Committee , etc. because we have already left, we have not hit that department, he did not accept, and half a year later he said that the crime was, but insignificant, it is already legalized, after all, it is better for you when without trees, brighter, ¿ no? It was a messy meadow and now beautiful asphalt… ah! And a high-rise neighborhood only adds value to your home, thanks for signing up yet. Oh, and another question for the smart ones: “Did they serve me kindly?”
It’s basically the same situation: one person hits another, and ten stand by a tree and collect, film, capture signatures. Oh, my ear is gone, some teeth too, ribs too, how scared I sign it, but I leave the neighbor first, and I will not go to court, no one to see the children … Maybe we invite the police, but what’s here? It will help, it goes, it already escaped, anyway I know where it lives, but it is better not to sit, well, until tomorrow …
We know all this, we experience it, we testify, we read it every day. Tree Protection Group, Heritage Protection Association, low-cost non-governmental but sacrificing lawyers, courts, fines … Municipalities, commissions, subcommittees, departments know all this. Those who hit, hit, break know it too. So you do so because you understand that both high-rise and high-rise buildings will grow. sloinikėliai, and the trees will fall, barely covered.
So what can an architect do who sees his foundation, his heritage, broken? Not through the screen, but live, right in front of the eyes, here she is not acting, it is not an illusion, but a living person hits the environment of others, terrifies her. In his book Critique of the Cynical Mind, Peter Sloterdijk, analyzing cynicism, recalls Hermann Mellville’s narrative, in which a righteous man, systematically provoked by another, affects him on the ground in a state of affection. “The striker falls unhappy, but dies with a mockery on his lips, knowing that the young man was forced to hit him because he could not find another way out, and now under current maritime law he will be condemned to myriop.” Correct, says Sloterdijk, it is used here as an instrument of evil will. The greatest danger arises when there is only a small gap between the criminal’s cynicism and the moral norms of society.
Malicious excavator managers are well aware of this, but they are not ready to die because no one will hit them. Otherwise, the border will be crossed and no moral authority or even an ordinary citizen will want to cross it. In Lithuanian, prove it with words and lessons: yield to the door, don’t get down to their level. And don’t let it go, and they make an order for everyone.
In Lithuanian, prove it with words and lessons: yield to the door, don’t get down to their level. And don’t let go, and they make an order for everyone.
But, and miraculously, when we got to this place, when the real “movie” had already expired, when the signatures were collected, the letter went to the prosecutor’s office and the villa was half demolished, the Architect really hits (more precisely, doesn’t stop and push). True, after. But he gets tired of being stupid, of feeling the constant degrading dignity, of bulldozer managers taunting, of showing how to spit on everyone around him, because the power is on the bulldozer’s side. It turned out not. And then experiencing an unexpected response to them, he suddenly took and healed, betraying people’s names and answering other previously asked questions with courtesy. How would the matter have turned out if it had been answered in time? How many trees would be saved if they were tied to the cut so that there is no need to hide and argue under it?
The impression of the architect’s action was that we unevenly changed the channel from Žalakevičius’s film to Joel Schumacher’s film “The Fall” (Falling down), where Michael Douglas’s hero William Foster, who returns after a hard day’s work and full of bureaucratic and administrative rubbish, constantly falling in his face, pulls out a bazooka.
This is another question that worries both the Architect and the film director, expressed in the title: is it really a fall? I feel? And what to do for an ordinary citizen when the various institutions that are designed to protect their honor, their life, their quality of life – and for which they pay taxes diligently – do not fulfill their functions, they only worship instructions, rules, regulations? When criminals are not planted greeting the police, but citizens and neighbors who have tried to stop them. How to deal with these cases? Send Van Damme to the township, Seagala to the Heritage Department, Statham to the Seimas? Because the signatures on the broken building will no longer help to revive it, as well as the fines, the house will become a prosthesis, a nerveless implant, life. Of course, there are also many, but they are evasions, compromises.
For many of us this is not a new situation, we have unfortunately experienced it and not treated it as a sequel. You may remember how you returned to the apartment that was being renovated and the builders were silly, even though you had clearly explained what was needed. Even the women tell how suddenly polite vocabulary was exchanged for howls and Russian. funeral, he began to perform miracles and everything happened. As there is no other language for them, it is their construction of Esperanto.
So wouldn’t it be a march worthy of dignity and honor: going to the mayor of Kaunas, the European Capital of Culture, and asking him if the excavator is a new symbol of KEKS, and maybe even then it is possible to switch to that language? Kill? Because the mayor also adjusted the castle according to his understanding of history. The same goes for other cities, the temporary capital has long deserved its own bazooka masters. The old Ham culture is universal, it does not pass in itself for 40 or 60 years until it is carried out by promoters, architects and other citizens. It rises to geopolitics. In the East, the bandits who occupy power only understand the language of resistance, therefore, political scientists predict the end of peaceful revolutions: It was cheap for Gandhi when the colonizers were British, perceiving honor differently from the wealthy today. newbies.
In the final shots of Hollywood action movies, lovers can kiss, a cowboy pistol pipe can be smoked, a hero can visit an Arlington cemetery; the flag of the United States will almost always be in the background. Disasters often begin with the greed of a despicable senator or the negligence of an official, that is, a person who has abused his functions. In the final, order is restored. Paradoxically, but the tricolor also floats in the village of Kaunas Gorodničius. As if our directors hadn’t made that movie.
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