rezignacija: 2010-06-20

субота, 26. јун 2010.

I am an African

Resignation XV

Raša Todosijević, Beograd 2008

I am an African

I am an African; I have no legs, one arm and one eye. I am not utterly sightless. I hardly ever have had a pen and chance to write about my feelings and my fantasies. Actually, I never had opportunity to be in real class-room. I don’t know how to write all those bizarre characters. There are so many letters and those numbers confuses me much. I live in Leeds. In the suburb where I am residing, for almost 15 years, there’re no schools. I will be very glad if Mister Stewart Homer writes something nice and really truthful instead of me; something about traditional wedding night in western Africa: More precisely, in Ivory Coast. Cooperation between him and me could be inspirational for many people as I am. Concerning mentioned fee of £ 500 that is, I must confess, nice sum. I am planning to splash out that money for my further education and for promotion of equal artistic opportunity for all people like me. My brother Mohamed is very important person. He is at the moment on his regular summer holiday in Guantanamo. Guantanamo is small and cozy town on the Cuba, full of marvelous seaside residences, white sands, blue Caribbean Sea, hotels with countless stars and so on. Many people say that Guantanamo is tropic paradise, like Virgin Islands. My Mohamed is honest international businessman, not local freebooter. I suppose he is up there with Mister Raul Castro arguing about human rights in North America. This is serious issue. I heard on my TV that black people in US are forced to carry green hats with peacock’s feathers. Every one! No exception for the kids or senior citizens. Unbelievable! Those idiots will exterminate all noble birds. Poor birds! Arnold Schwarzenegger is strongly against such mass birds slaughtering. He is right, he is absolutely right but nobody wish to hear his prophetic voice from that remote California’s desert. He is our new John the Baptist. Hollywood is New Jerusalem; holy junction of all faiths, heresies and hopes.

My family worries about my health; I have tuberculosis and syphilis as well but, in spite of my sickly body, I am still attempt to find out how to express myself in fine art, mainly in the field of literature. I adore Tennessee Williams, Shakespeare and Umberto Marioni, particularly Mister Marioni. He lives close to me, literally next door. I know how he breathes and writes. He is in love with my younger sister. I believe that he have sexual relationship with her; Not very often, maybe three times a week. Nobody is against honest coupling. She is satisfied with Mister Marioni… financially and sexually. My sister Fatima is Muslim and Mister Marioni is Catholic. These are nice example of religious tolerance. I have another sister and she is jealous of Fatima. Fatima has more money than Leila.

Raša Todosijević UMETNOST I MEMORIJA

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For no valid reason, out of pure whim, forgetting about love thy neighbor, about mercy and His immense stores of kindness, the good Lord cruelly punished my mother, my sweet little mother, that sensitive and kindhearted woman, that widow who had left her youth, beauty and health in the semi-dark laundry rooms of socialism, with baldness.

Now my sweet little mother wears a woolen headscarf both summer and winter, fills in her thinning eyebrows with her aged hand, wanders through Belgrade on her swollen feet, eats cheap salami, drinks bad brandy, curses God above, socialism on earth and her own infinite naïveness.

SINIMILA MARINELA KOŽELJ

KAFANA ŠUMATOVAC POSLE TUŽNOG DODELJIVANJA POLITIKINE NAGRADE: MARIJA DRAGOJLOVIĆ, UROŠ DJURIĆ I RAŠA TODOSIJEVIĆ.

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Writed by Raša Todosijević

Adam Bèlàne, brother of Shirley Bèlàne, starting on a long and uncertain journey, asked his good friend to take care of his crocodile until he returned from his travel.

After several years full of trials and self-denial, having a crocodile in the house became unbearable for Bèlàne's friend. One night, while out on his usual walk, he threw the poor animal down a drain.

Moral: Never trust an art critic!

FILANTROPSKO DRUŠTVO TODOSIJEVIĆ 2010

Psychological trick II

Todosijević Raša, Belgrade, June 16, 2010

Glenn’s corrections

Recycled

When in the beginning of a theatre play somebody mentions the word “gun” or when without any particular reason this little and lethal weapon is brought forward and shown on the stage, it is clear to the audience that it is a psychological trick and that there will definitely happen a murder in the third act, alluded at by the gun which was shown at the beginning of the play.

In another case, if at the very beginning of a theatre play somebody pulls big field gun onto the stage, an anti-recoil monster, and then one of the actors 1) starts to shoot at the bewildered crowd at the stalls, it will be clear to the audience that the play has reached its obvious ending.

Note:

1) In that particular situation, when life – life with capital L – starts mixing with real art, the dramatist prefers a mail actor who wears a long black moustache.

субота, 26. јун 2010.

четвртак, 24. јун 2010.

среда, 23. јун 2010.