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Ernest Coeurderoy

leads us back after Proudhon and Spooner, the third in the new year Displaying birthday in the middle of the nineteenth century and in the spring or early of anarchism. Influenced by Proudhon, Fourier, and Leroux attends the young hospital internist and journalist Ernest Coeurderoy in the revolution of 1848, but needs to participate in Ledru-Rollin s demonstration against the Romexpedition Bonaparte, like many other Democrat socialistes in June 1849 to flee the country. Until his suicide in 1862 (at the age of 37 years) results him into exile in Switzerland, Belgium, England, Spain, Portugal and Italy. During his years in exile published Coeurderoy most of his very lyrical and eloquent writings, which meant that he either as a predecessor of Bakunin, Nietzsche, or even Lenin had been labeled s (also Raoul Vaneigem of the Situationist International is a fan ) . At least the last argument may be made through the selected passage from the second volume of Jours d'exil in question turns but the "anti-authoritarian" Coeurderoy there on the trail of Proudhon against the egalitarian communism

" [Introduction] XXX.

I work as a seed. He puts pride in his work, and do not find good if other than he conceived the idea of touching it.
Man is so made. It feels very different from all those around him, and yet calls his fellow . Unless you are counterfeit, or senile negro, it is not a person who thinks himself superior to his neighbor in all awards he prefers. Not one of us would consent to give his naked person in exchange for another also stripped of titles, prestige and wealth.
Man is well done as well. This good opinion he has of himself save his own freedom and maintain harmony in our little world through the variety.
Once we depart from this notion of diversity we come to that similarity, the notion of similarity we move to that of equality by a little sophistry on the way Baboeuf of Condorcet, Jean-Jacques, Lycurgus, Robespierre, Louis XIV and Loyola, the leveler of corpses!
And when we are at this point, goodbye freedom, goodbye human rights! Here we are in slavery, head and genitals, our intelligence and race has never moan in the greenhouses of the strongest. Our rulers sleep anarchic claims in trouble white paper called charters. The joyous bursts of cannon lull, lull Peoples stolen. Snore Te Deum! Order reigns in cities panting!
look alike, gather, be similar, be gathered, it is always same thing. The same, similar, equals can be combined.
But a meeting involves an order, classification, a head, a tail, a golden mean, a direction, obedience, a slogan, duties, superiors, inferiors, rich and poor.
Hence the kings, subjects, dictators, plebs, masters and slaves. Hence theocracies, aristocracies, democracies, autocracies, bureaucracies, etc.. Etc.. Hence chains, bullets, guns, shields, feet heavy trampling despots and usurers, skinning the head of nations, walking, rolling over them as the arena in the road. Hence the evil of war, riots, coups, Misery, drownings, shootings, St. Barthelemy, Nero, Napoleon, Herod, Pilate and Samson-the-Killer!
Men! I tell you, if your rights are equal, your natures are different. When you talk to each other, do not tell my fellow, said MY DIFFERENT. And believe it had done much for the law than to have raised significantly the relative terms. Believe that the language a measure of the customs, and that among people who say they like the smaller number is super-posed, and the largest sub-set. Finally believe that if the preservation of rights of each is placed in the hands of all men become united in slavery, in suffering, but never in freedom, not in happiness.
equality of persons is a trap to think, a social trap in which the Cossacks still struggling and supporters of Mr. Cabet. I, who pretend to be different, I'm more just, free, and certainly less ambitious than the Communist leaders. - Principles sacerdotum !
I sow And singing! "
Ernest Coeurderoy, days of exile. Part II, London, 1855, S.75-76.

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