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DON'T KNOW HOW TO SPEAK BUT WE DO IT IN SEVERAL LANGUAGES
GRIS, IS A PRODUCT
INDIO GRIS Nº 152
WITH THE POET MIGUEL OSCAR MENASSA
April 13th, 2003
the journalists agree on the belief that this strategy has been planned
according to a Japanese, contemporary of Confucius, who was also a teacher of
another school, he had written "The art of war".
Oscar Menassa: Yes, but the Japanese began the war with arrows, and these
ones have too much power. Then there is no strategy, there is no
proposal, don't fool yourselves. Let's see, if I have a machine-gun and
you have a toothpick, what strategy? There is no strategy, you wait and when it
comes to my mind, I break your ass, incidentally I make international
businesses. There are no strategies, they are all lies, how can I talk about
strategies if the other one doesn't even have a place to drop himself dead.
heard this morning that the famous weapons of mass destruction don't exist. That
the dungeons where the regime tortured people neither exist. The hundred
thousand soldiers neither existed, then it is as if him, or the Americans, had
been dedicating themselves to make up a story that has nothing to do with
With what reality?
With what it seems they have found now.
It has to do with reality. It has to do with the reality of oil, it has to do
with the reality of international interests. How can it be possible that has
nothing to do with reality? It has nothing to do the reality that they let us
know, but it has to do with reality. Can you understand what I say?
There was a letter in a newspaper which explained that the USA has been
bombing since the first world war or since the second, and enumerates about
fifteen countries. In how many of these has the USA left a democratic and stable
But that we knew before this war. Do you know what I'm thinking of? That if they
hadn't killed this journalist, it happens that journalists aren't intelligent at
all, but now they have all become intelligent, how wonderful! But they had to
wait until they killed a boy of theirs, they could have turned intelligent
other day one of Couso's brothers said, are we in the empire of the law or in
the law of the empire?
Clearly, in the law of the empire,
because the empire of the law has been broken, the United States broke it. And
besides they say it: As we are the strongest!
are less embarrassed than we are in accepting that they want to become the
domineers of the world and that they are going to enforce the law whatever
happens, that they don't care about anything. When Bush said: "It doesn't
matter how long this war might last", there I realised everything, because
that phrase can only be said by someone powerful who is ready to anything.
very confused because on one hand I say, let's see how the Arabs are going to
make business with these sons-of-bitches who at any moment pull out their dick
and break your eyes, break your face.
think that the world is malfunctioning and so these things may happen. Imagine
in 50 years time: we have already finished with Iraq, with Iran, we have already
kept the oil, we have already killed all the Palestinians, and afterwards they
will have to face their own deformity, because it is them who produce that. It
is this system which produces evil: The axis of evil has as its centre the
The Indio Gris group of
journalistic investigation has found weapons of mass destruction in 24 cities of
the United States, two machines
WAS IN ME
the padlocks of my heart
talked less and apparently
my chest, in the middle of my chest
taken by an unbearable slowness caused by memories which I recall from my past
life in my country of birth, which no longer is my country.
you should ask me why I chose this course. What clear ideas, what precise ideas
anchored me in Spain and I wouldn't know but to say the truth: each time that
the possibility existed (as much in my objective reality as in my own
psychological reality) of returning to Buenos Aires, I couldn't move.
paralysis that overtook me was fulminating and total. And so I remained blind
and without muscles, until I abandoned the possibility of returning.
between those outbreaks of silence and solitude and death, I was a
normal man. I worked and for my work I received some money which I spent,
mainly, in maintaining a numerous family more or less decently, around fifteen
persons and their extensions. At the weekends I slept, studied, wrote, watched
day I got up and said to myself: the sun belongs to anyone. I can't even keep
the sun and that day I decided not to go to work. Get dressed as usual, wash as
usual, salute as I always salute, go out onto the street as usual, and then,
instead of saying to the taxi-driver: Ventura Rodriguez and Tutor, I asked him:
Take me to the Quevedo Hotel. I want to go back to that place, you know?. I was
there on August 22nd., 1976, when I arrived in Spain.
with no need of being in front of anyone, I conjugated the sounds of the wind
with the howls of that unforgettable night.
by the reception desk, asking for a 10 dollar room for 24 hours, with breakfast
included, with 7,000 dollars in my pocket, I felt like the owner of various
everything would be nostalgia and stones falling, mercilessly, over me.
introduces herself as someone not being able to achieve anything and
that embarrasses her and she puts it in the following way:
If I weren't ashamed I
would be a rich whore, but being shameful I transformed myself into a poor
professional, really poor.
we walk along the street and she asks me, which are the limits?, I imagine her
licking my dick.
second time she asks me about the limits, I already imagine her in love.
she asks me for the third time, without anything having occurred between us, I
put an end to the relation and recommended psychoanalysis.
has no more sense once it is initiated. Sexual desires liberated to their own
whims produce death everywhere.
put into practice what has been learnt. Family and old rituals of love have
become serene in me. I'm ready to write my masterpiece:
war without dead, a peace without madness.
will say everything about me, I must get used to it. In not fulfilling any
requisite but, at the same time, without leaving any requisite not fulfilled, I
will be fuel for calumny and for impertinence.
The only way to do away with
the mob is by having a project of my own according to my alleged deviations
that, more than perversities, are the beginnings of new thoughts, new ways of