Re: the real secret of police interventions

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: : : Dear Rainer, this is very nice story. This could have : : : happened to me - but the other way round. Did I : : : tell you the story how the police caught me in : : : Tokyo at 3AM in the morning and accused me of : : : driving a stolen bicycle?? : : : You will agree that the answer: This bicycle belongs : : : to a friend of mine is not a very good excuse if : : : have little information about this friend because : : : all you knew about him was contracted via email. : : : So, a "email-friend" is no real body for the police. : : : There is normally no last name, because you write : : : to his acronymous account, and there is no "adress" because : : : the email-account can be everywhere. : : : If the Tokyo Polive didnt believe me that I had his : : : "real" phone-number at my hotel at Shinjuku, and I : : : was really lucky that I made a copy of it the evening : : : before, I would have been in the same situation : : : that I had to "track" him down via his email-account : : : - in order to prove that I was not riding a stolen : : : bicycle. : : : The lesson? You can use "real" things, but they belong : : : only to "virtual" persons. Next time "viruatl" police : : : can give you "real" punishment?!? : : : Yours : : : Stefan : : : : as you know, I was too constantly harrassed by the japanese : : police about the status of the bicycle I was riding. : : the most interesting thing was to observe how, over months, I slowly : : became completely destabilized and paranoid through these constant : : police interventions : : I got a slight idea how psychological destructions operate for persons of color : : who get constantly harrassed by the police in almost every european : : country on a daily basis... : : : : the effect of permanent police control causes a serious : : psychological problem even if all the papers are correct : : and this seems to be the true goal of this police actions : : Frantz Fanon can teach us a lot about this : i am always interested to read comments of white people who : go to asia and experiment a sense of weirdness and even : harassment by the police there. i am half vietnamese and preparing to : go there for the first time with my mother who hasn't been back : since she was eight, and i get terrified at how in between and foreign : i am going to feel there. i went to the vietnamese embassy in : london to get my visa two days ago, and it was utterly spooky. : faces like those of your family (i never knew any vietnamese : outside my family in switzerland, so origin was deflated to a : personal issue, with all the possibility to simply forget), while : knowing that they were in a way the archetypal ennemy, who shattered : my grandparents life and put them in prison camps etc. i got : completely paranoid and refused to leave my french passport with them. : the weird thing is, obviously, that there is no feeling at home either : in england because i have a french accent on top of the asian looks. : in fact, feeling at home anywhere is simply not the option, because : when you belong nowhere you are pushed by the drive to always feel a : little less at home by constantly moving and travelling. interestingly, : you become a chameleon. evidently somedays it is also worrying, like where do you vote : (three possible countries). where do you take political action : (where you are at the moment, but that never lasts long). who do you fight? : fanon in this context is both invigorating and just another proof of your : original aporia (at least he could refer back to martinique, feel the urgency of : the african situation.what about mercenary rebels? : when you belong everywhere do you have the right to position yourself anywhere? : i wonder how much of kristeva's apoliticism (in favour of psychoanalysis- you never : loose psyche- your country...) is due to her emigration to france, to this adoption : of a 'new' place. : about vietnam? : i wanted to do a cahier d'un retour au pays natal super8 movie there and then : i realised. : "natal" ? "return"? : stop joking. it ain't got nothin to do with ya. :

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