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Film: The War on Democracy

Ein Film von John Pilger über die Versuche der Amerikanischen Regierung tatsächliche Demokratien zu unterdrücken. Der gescheiterte Putsch gegen Hugo Chávez im April 2002 nimmt fast die erste Hälfte der Dokumentation ein. Im zweiten Teil des Films werden Versuche in anderen Ländern beschrieben US-linientreue Regimes zu etablieren.

„Im CIA hielten wir nichts von Demokratie. Ich meine, wenn eine Regierung gewählt wurde und mit uns kooperierte, war das gut, aber wenn nicht, dann war uns die Demokratie gleichgültig. Und ich glaube, sie bedeutet auch heutzutage nichts.”

Philip Agee (CIA Agent 1957 – 68)

Venezuela, Guatemala, Cuba, Chile, El Salvador, Nicaragua, Bolivien

An Unfinished Song

There are five thousand of us here
in this small part of the city.
We are five thousand.
I wonder how many we are in all
in the cities and in the whole country?
Here alone
are ten thousand hands which plant seeds
and make the factories run.
How much humanity
exposed to hunger, cold, panic, pain,
moral pressure, terror and insanity?
Six of us were lost
as if into starry space.
One dead, another beaten as I could never have believed
a human being could be beaten.
The other four wanted to end their terror
one jumping into nothingness,
another beating his head against a wall,
but all with the fixed stare of death.
What horror the face of fascism creates!
They carry out their plans with knife-like precision.
Nothing matters to them.
To them, blood equals medals,
slaughter is an act of heroism.
Oh God, is this the world that you created,
for this your seven days of wonder and work?
Within these four walls only a number exists
which does not progress,
which slowly will wish more and more for death.
But suddenly my conscience awakes
and I see that this tide has no heartbeat,
only the pulse of machines
and the military showing their midwives‘ faces
full of sweetness.
Let Mexico, Cuba and the world
cry out against this atrocity!
We are ten thousand hands
which can produce nothing.
How many of us in the whole country?
The blood of our President, our compañero,
will strike with more strength than bombs and machine guns!
So will our fist strike again!

How hard it is to sing
when I must sing of horror.
Horror which I am living,
horror which I am dying.
To see myself among so much
and so many moments of infinity
in which silence and screams
are the end of my song.
What I see, I have never seen
What I have felt and what I feel
Will give birth to the moment…

Victor Jara
im Fußballstadion in Santiago de Chile, das von den faschistischen Putschisten
zu einem Konzentrationslager gemacht worden war, im September 1973

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