Today, in these times of multiple crises, we need something other than this crude infantilization, these unbearable trauma-warnings (what a barbaric word!), this censorship by a public health morality police. The blacklisting of the novel The boy with upside down feetby François Blais, by the good souls of this Public Health, which plays the priest with schools and libraries, clearly shows the underhanded moral condemnation at work.
Constantly, there is this moralizing brood, these preachers who jump at the slightest opportunity to destroy life, to denounce art and freedom, in the name of principles as hollow as dead wood. Writing, painting, music, dramatic art are capable, in an ample and vital movement, by their creativity, of getting us out of our little ruts of depression. The novel does not kill, nor the concert, the theater either. The works show and make live, arouse the adhesion of the heart and the spirit. None of our arts kills, rather they give life. It is censorship that kills.
These censorships that we want to introduce, these dampers are often concocted by minds that feed on intolerance and fanaticism. Under the guise of moral correctness, with the stated objective of protecting us, this morality police terrifies us.
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