μετανάστες μεσόγειος
We have learned to "honor" the dead victims with a minute of silence. Just one minute. That's all we delegate from our "precious time" to honor and remember this unwarranted loss of life (if we do it at all).

In my mind, instead of a minute of silence, it should be months and years of rage and fighting to change the conditions that lead so many people to death in the struggle of finding a viable life. I know though, that this suggestion will disrupt our daily life or take away from our infatuation with our own personal suffering, so I am prepared to take one minute of rage if I have to, for this tragedy that doesn't touch us personally because it affects people of different skin colour and in different lands.

A minute of rage towards everyone who could have prevented these tragedies from happening but didn't do it, and most possibly they never will because even the rage, the memory, the reaction and the time as presented through the media is coloured with racism and classism.

A minute of rage towards an inhumane and exploitative system that deifies profits and in its pursuit of it, and does not account for human lives other than as a statistical mark.

A minute of rage towards the international imperialism (I know, this old fashioned word) that imposes a continued division and redivision of the world and its markets, with wars and interventions (those "humanitarian" and "civilize-bringing" operations) in the name of more profit.

A minute of rage towards the EU that when it is not deftly playing its neutral position it turns into a fortress, lest it be contaminated by any "infectious" element.

A minute of rage towards the governments and those institutions (IMF, ECB, the Troikas, etc) that place above human life all sorts of economic indicators, which eventually lead with mathematical precision to the total devastation of human existence.

A minute of rage towards the (neo)liberals who shed crocodile tears for our lost fellow citizens of the world, but with great ease do away with the fact that the policies that produce these phenomena are those that they themselves advocate in the form of economic and foreign policies.

A minute of rage towards every fascist, neo-nazi, nationalistic construct that consciously cultivates hatred against other human beings and in them sees the source of evil instead of inside those who designed and rule our current system and its mechanisms.

A minute of rage towards our new hegemon, the mainstream media, who ignores the loss of life unless it directly involves white Europeans and North Americans, or when it repeats racial and nationalistic stereotypes and all sorts of "freedom of speech" that foments intolerance.

A minute of rage towards all those institutions that started out with good intentions but ended up creating excuses to misanthropic perceptions - like our religions.

A minute of rage towards ourselves, because our daily life is not disturbed except from matters that concern us directly and personally.

Goodnight to us. This world is not going to change. At least not as long as we remain mere spectators to this work that was written by others with ourselves as the extras. In a world where fear is the leading star and our actions, as well as our thoughts, remain imprisoned.

SOTT.net translation from Greek