#brecht

[zitate-kiste]

“There are many ways of killing. You can stick a knife in someone’s stomach, take someone’s bread away, not cure someone’s illness, put someone in a bad apartment, work someone to death, drive someone to suicide, take someone to war, etc.. Only a few of these are prohibited in our country”

- Berthold Brecht

[brechtian]

this + a blunt + a negroni sbagliato

[victusinveritas]

“General, your tank is a powerful vehicle

It smashes down forests and crushes a hundred men.

But it has one defect:

It needs a driver.

General, your bomber is powerful.

It flies faster than a storm and carries more than an elephant.

But it has one defect:

It needs a mechanic.

General, man is very useful.

He can fly and he can kill.

But he has one defect:

He can think.”

–Bertolt Brecht, "General, Your Tank Is A Powerful Vehicle" from The Svenborg Poems (1939)

[sopalvcre]

"first comes a full stomach, then comes ethics"

[drowningparty]

Bertolt Brecht, Life of Galileo. Ursula K LeGuin, Lavinia.

[pregnantseinfeld]

Those who are against fascism without being against capitalism, who lament over the barbarism that comes out of barbarism, are like people who wish to eat their veal without slaughtering the calf.

Bertolt Brecht, 1935

[sun-inanemptyroom]

brecht on casting

[betterinthedarkblog]

"Our representations of human social life are designed for river-dwellers, fruit farmers, builders of vehicles and upturners of society, whom we invite into our theatres and beg not to forget their cheerful occupations while we hand the world over to their minds and hearts, for them to change as they think fit."

- Bertolt Brecht, from "A Short Organum for the Theatre"

[segretecose]

Bertolt Brecht, "What Keeps Mankind Alive?" from The Threepenny Opera (1928) (transl. Marc Blitzstein)

[tovarishfungus]

This is for all my USA haters out there. Love you xoxo

[fashionbooksmilano]

Bertolt Brecht beim Photographen

Photographien von Konrad Reßler

Herausgegeben und mit einem Essay von Michael Koetzle

Gina Kehayoff Verlag, München 1998, 100 pages, 22x28,5cm, 3-929078-59-7

euro 35,00

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Bert Brecht im Atelier des "Hofphotographen" Konrad Reßler

Brecht fotografato nello studio del fotografo Konrad Reßler

06/01/24

[tye-wig-music]

[brechtian]

much to consider….

[victusinveritas]

[wehaveallgotknives]

bertholt brecht did not miss

[redstarnotebooks]

To Those Born After, Bertolt Brecht, late 1930s

I

To the cities I came in a time of disorder That was ruled by hunger. I sheltered with the people in a time of uproar And then I joined in their rebellion. That's how I passed my time that was given to me on this Earth.

I ate my dinners between the battles, I lay down to sleep among the murderers, I didn't care for much for love And for nature's beauties I had little patience. That's how I passed my time that was given to me on this Earth.

The city streets all led to foul swamps in my time, My speech betrayed me to the butchers. I could do only little But without me those that ruled could not sleep so easily: That's what I hoped. That's how I passed my time that was given to me on this Earth.

Our forces were slight and small, Our goal lay in the far distance Clearly in our sights, If for me myself beyond my reaching. That's how I passed my time that was given to me on this Earth.

II

You who will come to the surface From the flood that's overwhelmed us and drowned us all Must think, when you speak of our weakness in times of darkness That you've not had to face:

Days when we were used to changing countries More often than shoes, Through the war of the classes despairing That there was only injustice and no outrage.

Even so we realised Hatred of oppression still distorts the features, Anger at injustice still makes voices raised and ugly. Oh we, who wished to lay for the foundations for peace and friendliness, Could never be friendly ourselves.

And in the future when no longer Do human beings still treat themselves as animals, Look back on us with indulgence.