LAST DITCH OF DEMOCRACY - Majority Rights

La prochaine sera la derniere. Gniéres! Gn, gn. ça sera le suicide de la
Nation.
Au pays n’en riviendra guére.
Not only for his copia, his abundance of language. Not only for the force
of his prosody, but for the content. You will have to read Céline
sometime. The active members of the community will have to BUY their
own copies of L’Ecole des Cadavres, not enough to hear me 5 minutes
over the air, or dip into a copy at a friend’s house.
#37 (May 14, 1942) U.S.(B42)
TO BE LATE (ESSERE IN RITARDO)
I hear one of my ex-editors has been saying, oh, yes, Pound’s talks are
all right but they are, what was it, belated. No, he said something
different, tardy, was it OUT OF DATE, OUT OF DATE, that was it.
Well damn it, two things. One, if you hadn’t been such mutts you would
have heard me (and Céline for that matter) long before now.
Some of you would have THOUGHT about what Ferdinand, L.F. Céline,
and the present speaker started saying a long time ago.
I started long before Céline. So far as I can make out, I s’pose he is 15 or
20 years younger than I am. Unless of course he took up his young days
doctorin’ in the Paris suburbs and only got round to writin after he had
got through with his patients.
He says in one place folks don’t understand him. That is they understand
him all wrong. Does this remind you of some of the best Jersey writin’?
I translate it from the original,
One constructs little illusions, one thinks one is understood, and then,
not a bit of it.… One writes out thousands of prescriptions … one will