Log-book: March 2000
To be a parent today
In a large crowded room of the Senate House a meeting is held
to discuss about " how to be a parent when you are in a
very precarious situation" There is in the audience Social
workers, judges and many psychoanalysts. I am invited to speak
first about my own experience. Sitting beside me a psychoanalyst
strikes me by the relevance of his remarks: the exclusion of
the parents is transmitted to the children. Parents abusing children
had always been abused themselves. They did not received what
is necessary for building themselves as parents. To be a parent
is not a status but a function. Are we born parents? We become
parents; sometimes we are not anymore parents. Parenthood is
not exclusively biological, and looking at me, the psychoanalyst
refers to Jesus to stress what he means: " Who is my mother
and who are my brothers?"
Mgr. Romero, 20 years later
He came to Bruges in January 1980 a few weeks before his assassination.
Twenty years after, Bruges remembers. Videotape shows him transformed
from a priest into a prophet and converted at the sight of the
poor when the Church in Salvador was persecuted.
A mass was planned in my native town of Saint Dizier. A mass
not specifically prepared. This allows flexibility and unexpected
character. How not to see all these people coming with their
emotions, their pounding hearts, their pains, their struggles.
An air of liberty was blowing on this assembly. Such a rare event
in our liturgies! The words were emerging, not expected, giving
rise to other words, like the flame of a candle that is communicated
Iranians in resistance
I am "kidnapped" by three of them in the middle
of Paris to be brought to their lair. After one hour's car drive,
I am introduced in their entrenched camp under permanent Police
watch. I consider as a privilege to be able to penetrate into
this sanctuary. The person in charge welcomes me heartily. I
attentively listen to him speaking with passion for his country.
Then we go to the refectory for a community meal. About thirty
men and women are waiting for me. I recognize most of them. Have
I not often met them during the past fifteen years? All have
a member of their family in prison, tortured, killed or gone
missing. They hope that the Mollah dictatorship will be replaced
by a laic and democratic regime. There is not a day when they
do not think about Iran.
Under the Embassy windows
When it was first known of a possible participation of the
extreme right to the Austrian government, a demonstration was
organized in front of the Austrian Embassy in Paris.