"WE OURSELVES ARE PERSONIFIED INSIGNIFICANCES"

Thank you very much for everyone who participated in my twelfth poll. It ended with 6 votes, including one vote from me for SEAPORT. The result is as follows:

THESE ARE MY FAVORITE POLITCAL DOCUMENTARIES. WHICH ONE DO YOU LIKE?

1.NIGHT AND FOG (1955, Alain Resnais, France)
+VILLAGE PEOPLE RADIO SHOW (2007, Amir Muhammad, Malaysia)

Each of them got 2 votes, or 33 %.


3.AFTERSHOCKS (2001, Rakesh Sharma, India)
+FORD TRANSIT (2002, Hany Abu-Assad, Palestine)
+SEAPORT (2006, Attapon Pamakho + Benya Poowarachnan, Thailand)
+11’09”01 – SEPTEMBER 11: SEGMENT “UNITED KINGDOM” (2002, Ken Loach, Chile)

Each of them got 1 vote, or 16 %.


7.BALSEROS (2002, Carlos Bosch + Josep Maria Domenech, Cuba)
+BEFORE THE FLOOD (2005, Li Yifan + Yan Yu, China)
+CEASE! FIRE! (2003, Saw Eh Doh Wah + Scott O’Brien, Myanmar)
+CHECHEN LULLABY (2001, Nino Kirtadze, Chechnya)
+CORN IN PARLIAMENT: LE GENIE HELVETIQUE (2003, Jean-Stephane Bron, Switzerland)
+THE DAY I WILL NEVER FORGET (2002, Kim Longinotto, Kenya)
+DIAL H-I-S-T-O-R-Y (1998, Johan Grimonprez)
+THE HEART OF WHITENESS (2006, Rehad Desai, South Africa)
+INCIDENT AT OGLALA (1992, Michael Apted, USA)
+THE LAST BOLSHEVIK (1993, Chris Marker, Russia)
+MINAMATA: THE VICTIMS AND THEIR WORLD (1972, Noriaki Tsuchimoto, Japan)
+PUNITIVE DAMAGE: A MOTHER’S TRIAL (1999, Annie Goldson, East Timor)
+THE TENTH DISTRICT COURT: MOMENTS OF TRIALS (2004, Raymond Depardon, France)
+VIDEOGRAM OF A REVOLUTION (1992, Harun Farocki + Andrei Ujica, Romania)

Each of them got 0 vote.


--Talking about politics, I want to quote something from the book FROM HITLER TO HEIMAT: THE RETURN OF HISTORY AS FILM (1989) by Anton Kaes. This book quoted a paragraph by Guenter Kunert. Somehow this paragraph reminds me about something in Thailand.

“Masses of people accept as myth what they would reject if it were suggested by reason. Since we ourselves are personified insignificances, accidental products of a nature that has no particular plan for us, we need metaphysical crutches to carry on at all. That accounts for our strained craving for some sense to our lives, for myth, which gives transcendence to meaningless existence. We want a destiny, even if we have to win it with fire and sword, concentration camps and gas chambers. Before we admit our own nothingness, we will serve the myth with the many names.”