It is so uncharacteristic of me to write a post like this, but I want to continue on the idea from James Cudney’s Blast From The Past – Inoffensive (read him here) with my own experience, a memory of the past as well.
In my Italian native town, there was the Café des Poètes, owned by a Francophile, a boisterous painter, who attracted a lot of similar people to his coffee shop, artists, writers, university students, philosophers, literature professors, free thinkers, penniless people, but full of ideas and beautiful words. The place was not too big, decorated in the shabby French style with many vintage articles from Provence. The air was smoky (everyone smokes in Europe even today), dark, lit by candlelight and some table lamps, the fireplace was always on, the sofas and comfy chairs came from people’s home who discarded them for better quality, more modern furniture, and a lot of unknown paintings covered the textured walls, purposely maintained decrepit.
Too bad I don’t have a photo of the Cafe’. At the time we didn’t go around with expensive phones taking pictures of every little thing we saw, only photographers captured any moments. There was always a bike or two parked outside the Café des Poètes, this photo of an anonymous French cafe’ reminds me of that.
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The Café des Poètes was very friendly, everyone knew everyone and when one of the habitual customers didn’t show up for a week, we started to question the whereabouts of that person. This was not just a cafe’, it was a meeting point of tight net friends, a hub where to create and develop new/old ideas while eating beans and sausage cooked in a clay pot in the brick oven, it was a poor dish served with a lot of toasted bread and a winner dish on the house menu. The menu didn’t exist, the man behind the counter asked us what we wanted and he brought instead what he had, beans and sausage dish was always available.
The Bohemian environment of the Café des Poètes was one of the attractions of the place, however, the heated up discussions we had in there were epic and how we were so very vocal with our opinions was almost at the verge of legality. That freedom to say what we wanted was the real attraction of the place, we did not know how to be politically correct, that phrase had not been coined yet. We didn’t destroy, we built. Our thoughts became actions for the next generation. It didn’t matter how much we disagreed on certain issues, it didn’t matter how much we screamed at each other, at the end of the evening we were still friends.
Years later, when I watched the film with Robin Williams “Dead Poet Society” I relived those same moments I had known so well at the Café des Poètes. In the film, students of a prestigious university snuck out of the school every night and secretly met in a cave to contemplate life from a different perspective. Their goal was to rebel against the conventionalism of society and to encourage everyone to think outside the box as individuals.
Fast forward many years later, here I am commenting on a post from James Cudney, telling the story about how difficult it has been to keep everything bottled up inside for an unbridled outspoken person like me. When I moved to the States, I found it difficult to keep the same tones I was accustomed to in my native land. Here speaking my mind created a desert around me and it would have made me a lonely wolf if I had continued. I was in disbelief, all those discussions in the Café des Poètes never compared to the indifference I found here or maybe the lack of passion for conversation (everyone is on the computer and phone), or even worse the unwillingness to make waves. Yes, it is easy to make friends when agreeing with everyone, it’s also the best way to fall in the trap of brain unification, in my opinion.
In the film Dead Poet Society, the teacher Mr. Keating (Robin Williams) shows Tom, one of the students, how to share what was closed inside of him starting with the sound of a loud “Barbaric Yawp”. What a scene!
I learned to yawp loud and clear to the walls of my home and then I talk to them. They don’t react and don’t attack me, as people would do, I am still my own individual, and I can keep close to those few people who call themselves “friends”.
Do you want to Yawp on my blog and tell your open opinion, go right ahead, you are welcome to speak out here. Ciao.
Valentina
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Jul 16, 2020 @ 04:50:45
Hi Valentina, I also live in a society which never speaks out and never critisises or states the true of situations. We are trained to be politically correct to a point where it costs society a great deal in productivity, innovation and progression. I speak my mind to a point in my books but I keep them largely historically focuses. Thank you for sharing your thoughts, Valentina. It is refreshing and encouraging. Hugs.
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Jul 16, 2020 @ 22:09:00
Of course, Robbie, I speak out whenever possible and I pay the price as a consequence. ☹️ Thanks for te visit and your comment.
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Jun 20, 2020 @ 12:02:22
Hello! A wonderful share, and thanks for mentioning me. You’re colors are just amazing here, and your story / personal account is always a pleasure to read. Thank you for sharing. Now I have to look more into this yawping word!
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Jun 21, 2020 @ 00:32:55
James, I had no idea what a Yawp was until I saw the film and I immediately identified myself with that character, because that was exactly what we did at Café des Poètes, we let it all out and then compose it in a creative way. Thanks for the visit and your comment. I appreciate you.
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Jun 19, 2020 @ 18:49:51
Valentina, I can relate to your yawping out loud to the walls! Guess I’ve learned to keep my opinions to myself to preserve relationships, and not get into lengthy discussions about controversial topics. Now I’m all in talking about writing, movies, really anything literary. My opinions are loud & clear! So, I try to find like people to keep the balance and speak out. Happy weekend! 📚🎶 Christine.
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Jun 19, 2020 @ 19:09:34
The secret is to find like-minded people and stick together. I do appreciate people who speak their mind. Thanks for the visit Christine.
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Jun 19, 2020 @ 19:29:00
Absolutely…I agree! 😊
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Jun 19, 2020 @ 17:40:08
Love this. I will now read James’s post 🙂
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Jun 19, 2020 @ 19:05:17
Thank you Paul, you will enjoy James’s writing.
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