Late night mess brings up the philosophical part of me. My thoughts wander - they go, and come back - they get stuck in dilemmas and they force themselves to get creative. I can't force creativity tonight. But I let the philosopher in me to take lead.
Solidarity for me is manifesting in such wide and diverse ways. Besides solidarity at a discoursive level - when we conceptualize the term and know what it should imply and with whom we want to apply that solidarity, what particularily interests me is the emotional and spiritual dimension of solidarity, and its manifestations through human empathy.
I've been hearing the term solidarity for so many years, in the groups, collectives that I visited, or talked to, or been part of. But I have to say it sometimes did feel a bit shallow. And I sometimes felt lonely, even though surrounded by people who preached solidarity.
Is it a natural human virtue? I do believe so. I believe it is possible to connect with people through empathy, by doing stuff together, talking and listening, and so creating the solid bonds that lead to solidarity. But I want to use a very simple language. I want a solidarity that is for all, not only for some.
Are we in solidarity only with the ones who think like us? Can we express solidarity to groups that don't share the same values? These are questions that torment me. I wonder how to better understand and co-exist in a world that is just crazy. But fun. So actually I am focusing on that two dimensions. Crazyness (or absurdity or unexpected spontaneity) and playfulness and try to work with them. I think they hide something that actually bring to light what we all share together and is a fruitful ground to explore.
I believe in a Europe that is a Union, but not based primarily on economic interests, exclusive to some, unavailable to others, and all these because someone says so. Instead, I believe in a Europe that is a Union of all communities and individuals that geographically exist in this space. I believe in a Union of mutual help, of joined forces, able to face properly together challenges, become together more fair and more aware of our impacts.
In the photo you can see the super cute ladies that sell fresh cheese and brinza at Piatsa Centrala (Central Market) in Chisinau, reading our samizdat newspaper about everyday life in protest. About a permanent state of protest that all of us actually apply already. A protest that is based on small everyday gestures of crazyness, spontaneity and empathy.
*photo made by fellow photographer and friend Ramin Mazur