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MERCREDI 29 DÉCEMBRE 2004

Bonjour Miami, ses alentours et les "internôtres" qui écoutent à travers le monde. CHAQUE JOUR EST À LUI SEUL UNE VIE. Dieu, le travail et la liberté. Et bonjour, bonjour la vie, bonjour l’amour, pourquoi pas? Moi’j vais bien et’j m’habitue.

LA PENSÉE DU JOUR

Le désespoir est le seul péché impardonnable.Marcel Achard.

JE PERDS LA PAROLE quand il s’agit du désastre causé par la Nature en Asie. Avec la communication instantanée nous suivons de près cette catastrophe d’une majeure proportion. Des milliers d’hommes,femmes, enfants enterrés pêle-mêle dans le même trou dans une puanteur exécrable. Ce n’est pas la première fois qu’a lieu sur cette planète un drame de cette envergure, et ce ne sera malheureusement la dernière. Nous sommes tous exposés. La force de la nature reprend impitoyablement ses droits …

RECU DE L’ÉMINENT ÉCRIVAIN ET HUMANISTE GARY KLANG

MONTRÉAL, CANADA

Mon cher Carl,

Je te présente mes meilleurs voeux de bonheur en ce temps des fêtes où s'intercale en plus un anniversaire.Continue à propager la libre parole comme tu le fais si bien.

Dans un monde livré de plus en plus aux calomniateurs, aux fanatiques et aux idiots, il est bon de respirer chez toi un peu d'air pur.

Amitiés, vieux Frère,

Gary

MA RÉPONSE

Mon cher Gary,

Malgré ce froid implacable là ou tu résides, je constate que ta chaleur d'âme et ta juste indignation ne sont pas affectées. Tu es certainement l'un de mes bons souvenirs avec la fin de 2004 et le nouvel an qui s’approche. Si le Grand Maître le veut bien ce sera un privilège de te revoir le printemps prochain à Montréal, là ou la brise d'un soir clément me ramènera à "La Brûlerie," entouré de lettrés et d'humanistes comme toi.

Je t'envoie mes meilleurs voeux à partager avec les tiens. Ad Multos Anos en différé.

"Framicalement,"

Carl

J’AI RECU DU RÉVÉREND FRITZ BAZIN, de l’Église Épiscopale des Martyres d’Haiti à la Petite Haiti à Miami, une invitation à participer à la rencontre traditionnelle de nos compatriotes, en sa paroisse, le Premier Janvier 2005 à 11 heures du matin. C’est certainement un honneur que j’accepte avec fierté; le Réverend Fritz Bazin se passe de présentation, et est connu de tous pour le bon travail qu’il accomplit dans la communauté Haitiano-Floridienne depuis des décades.

Je devrai faire mes adieux aux fans de Sweet Micky à l’hotel SOFITEL à une heure raisonable, le premier janvier au petit matin, pour répondre à cet appel patriotique du Père Bazin en bonne et dûe forme. " Reveran, tanpri, pare yon soup joumou pou nou."

REMARQUE DU RÉVÉREND FRITZ BAZIN, MIAMI :

Carl,

Merci d'avoir accepté mon invitation. Notre pays est encore triste mais "demain la gloire d'Haiti".

Salut en la patrie,

Jean Fritz Bazin

RECU DE DANIEL SUPPLICE, SOCIOLOGUE, ETHNOLOGUE, PORT-AU-PRINCE, HAITI

Mon cher Carl,

A l'occasion de la Noël et du Nouvel An je te souhaite mes meilleurs voeux de santé, de bonheur et de succès continu. Kenbe, pa lage.

En toute amitié

Daniel

NB: Continue le bon travail, la communauté à besoin d'une voix qui lui dise

la vérité même quand elle ne fait pas plaisir à entendre.

RECU DE VIVIANE BOULOS ET MARIO L. DELATOUR, PORT-AU-PRINCE, HAITI

Carl Fombrun,

Viviane Boulos et Mario Delatour vous remercient du fond du coeur pour le soutien apporté à leur projet de film-documentaire "Un certain Bord-de-Mer" et vous souhaitent Paix, Amour et Lumière pour cette fin de saison.

Mario et Viviane

EN CETTE ANNÉ QUI S’ACHÈVE JE DÉSIRE CITER, sans être chauvin, quelques "fleurs" de Montréal qui m’on donnée leur franche amitié et qui sont dans les médias. "Je me souviens," comme vous le dites au Québec. En Haiti, de mon temps, on disait, "Je m’en souviens." Vogue la galère!

EXTRAITS DU "BULLETIN DU POINT DE RALLIEMENTS DES FEMMES HAITIENNES, MARS 2003."

Par Alexandra Philoctète: L’estime de soi: un édifice en construction .

L’estime de soi pourrait se comparer facilement à un édifice en construction qui n’arrive jamais à son terme. Le rythme auquel chacun bâtit l’ "estime de soi" dépend en grande partie de son héritage génétique, de son enfance et du milieu social dans lesquels s’est déroulée son évolution….

Faire face aux aléas de l’existence en rebondissant relativement vite, sans amertume et en continuant à croire en la vie, s’accepter comme étant unique et être assez sage pour ne pas se comparer aux autres, marquent une étape cruciale dans l’affirmation de soi. Cela signifie également s’aimer tout en respectant les autres!

Un édifice qu’on croit parfaitement fini nécessitera toujours un entretien continu pour éviter sa dégradation. Il en est de même de l’estime de soi qui exige de nous un effort quotidien!

"Alexandra Philoctète" Sous ses chapeaux se cache son usine secrète de production d’idées qui fonctionne à plein rendement…

"Marlène Rateau" Si elle conservait tous les journaux et revues spécialisées qu’elle lit, il y aurait de quoi tapisser tous les murs de la Ville…

"Rose-Marie Gautier" L’énergie qu’elle dépense peut soit stimuler, soit épuiser…

"Josette Jean-Pierre Rousseau" Il y en a une qui court plus vite que le furet, c’est bien Josette, "Elle est passée par ici, elle repassera par là."

Je profite de l’opportunité pour envoyer à tous ceux qui m’ont si chaudement acueilli au Québec, en deux fois cette année, mes meilleurs voeux pour 2005. Je ne saurais les citer tous, mais j’ose faire appel à ma mémoire et les rappeller à mon bon souvenir:

Reynold et Alfred Icart, Gary Klang, Anthony Phelps, Gérard Desnoyers, Edy Roumer, Frantz "Fanfan" Voltaire, Jancy Bolté, Marie-Cristine Bolté, Rafael Desrosiers, Jean Sorel, Edouard Rousseau, Dr. Yvette Bonney, Marlène Rateau, Henri Salgado, Wannex Lalanne, Roger Boisrond, Henri Delva, Prophète Joseph, Edouard Anglade, Harold Pinner, Francine Geoffrion Fombrun, Jean Fombrun, Raymonde Tribié Dauphin, Claude Dauphin, Adrien Bance, Rose-Marie Gautier et Bernard, La juge Micheline Corbeille, Mousse: Chanteuse Québécoise, la pianiste Julie-Anne Poulin, Maya, Matilde, Gaetan, Dilia, Konny, Jeffrey, André Cardinale, Gigi Dominique, Jean-Richard Laforêt, Gesler Jean-Gilles, Ramile Julien, Camille Loty Malebranche, Théo Achille, Joel Desrosiers, Serge Ambroise, Stéphanie Casimir, Claudette.

Je n’ai que de bons souvenirs de vous tous. Merci, trois fois merci!

Carl

N.B.- Mon peti doigt me dit que ces jours-ci j’ai affaire à un groupe de Capricorne à Montréal. Hier 28 décembre 2004, c’était l’anniversaire de notre très cher Gary Klang. Ad Multos Anos mon frère. Il paraît que le 26 c’était celui de Théo Achille. Ad Multos Anos en différé, Théo. Celui de Gesler Jean-Gilles est le 4 janvier 2005. Je ne perds pas de temps, Gesler. Ad Multos Anos anticipés.

Cette carte électronique m'a tellement amusée que j'ai cru bon de l'envoyer à Zaza et à son maître.

Amitié,

Alexandra

ZAZA REMERCIE. Sa sérénité est contagieuse. Je ne suis pas son maître, elle est ma compagne. Carl

ENCORE AU FIL DU SOUVENIR …EN REVISANT LES CHRONIQUES de mon ami Ernest Bennett, je lis pour la première fois ce qui suit à plus de deux ans d’intervalle.

"Dits et non dits" par Ernest Bennett. Le Nouvelliste, 26 Novembre 2002.

"J’ai aussi revu à Miami des amis très chers, notamment mon excellent confrère et ami Carl Fombrun qui se fait un plaisir de lire ma chronique "Les dits et non dits" sur les ondes de Radio Carnivale, la station la plus écoutée de Miami.

Mon ami Philippe Timon, Directeur de l’Alliance Francaise de Miami avait cosigné avec moi une lettre addréssée au Miami Herald, solicitant un espace pour une chronique hebdomadaire rédigée en francais. La réponse se fait encore attendre car les collaborateurs haitiens de ce journal auraient suggéré que la chronique soit plutôt rédigée en créole. Et comme ils connaissent mon aversion pour l’écriture créole qui demeure une aberration, ils ont préféré faire la sourde oreille quitte à passer pour des inconvenants."

L’AMI ERNEST,

CONTRAIREMENT À TON OPINION JE SUIS UN adepte de la langue

haitienne écrîte, mais la langue francaise aura toujours sa place.

Carl

FRANK SIBERT, employé de l’Ambassade de France en Haiti, a disparu depuis le 10 Décembre 2004. D’après les rumeurs, certains membres de la police nationale font partie de ces enlèvements pour des buts lucratifs.

POSITIVE QUOTE OF THE DAY

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Class is an aura of confidence that is being sure without being cocky. Class has nothing to do with money. Class never runs scared. It is self-discipline and self-knowledge. It's the sure footedness that comes with having proved you can meet life.

Ann Landers, born 1918

FROM HENRY CARPENTIER, PROVIDENCE, RHODE ISLAND (an extract).

Carl,

My New Year’s gift to you. I discovered you on the internet. We were schoolmates in MSC and although of Franco-American background my French is still rusty.

However, I find "Carl’s Corner" absolutely first rate, a great asset on the net. I enjoy some of the writing and until I read all the English parts, I am not satisfied.

Carl, I remember you excelled in ping-pong and pool but I will never forget your famous wit, when your sister with blue eyes visited you in school. Your schoolmates were shocked to have a schoolmate of your complexion with a blue eyed sister. Your answer was great: "Hey, guys, a little milk in the coffee makes the world go round." (Remember ? That was in 1950).

Thanks for the memories.

Henry

HENRY, that was great hearing from you. Yes, I do remember. Thanks TO YOU for the memories !

Carl

TONIGHT WILL BE THE CLOSING CELEBRATION of the Haitian Art and the Making of History, December 29, 2004 from 6:30 to 9:00 p.m. Broward County Main Library, 100 S. Andrews Ave., Ft. Lauderdale, Fl.

A program closing the celebration of the Bicentennial of the Haitian Revolution and launching of the Catalog on the Work of Hërza Barjon. Come one, come all. I will attend.

Featured Speakers Include:

Dr. Gérard Ferère

Dr. Claudine Michel

Dr. Wolley Henriquez

Paulette Poujol Oriol

(For Information, call 954-357-7478)

TOMORROW THURSDAY MORNING AT 8.00 A.M., I will be visiting Miami prisons with my young and articulate Haitian-American friend Michel Petithomme. It’s the time of the year to give counsel and hope to the less fortunate, among them many of Haitian descent.

Mitch, at a young age himself, was an inmate, due to a wrong choice which cost him five years of his life in jail. His life is now in front of him, and he is free and active in helping others and also a motivational speaker. We have put our trust in each other, Mitch and I, and we have become good friends. Mitch has turned his life around and we are learning from each other.

Many others like Michel Petit-Homme could be out in this world helping people. Malcolm X was an inmate; the popular country singer Johnny Cash as well; and I did rot for a short time in Francois Duvalier’s rat hole, Fort-Dimanche, dungeon of death in Haiti.

Hope springs eternal.

Carl

CONTINUATION OF Frederic Douglass’ Speech in Chicago

COURTESY OF :THE VIOLET AGENTS SUPPLY Co., Publisher and Proprietors. 1471 State Street, Chicago, Illinois.

Lecture on Haiti. The Haitian Pavilion. Dedication Ceremonies Delivered at the World's Fair, in Jackson Park, Chicago, January 2nd, 1893, by the HONORABLE FREDERICK DOUGLASS, Ex-Minister to Haiti.

( Continued from "Carl’s Corner," 28th December 2004)

It is the opinion of many, and it is mine as well, that these revolutions in Haiti would be less frequent if there were less impunity afforded the leaders of them. The so-called right of asylum is extended to them. This right is merciful to the few, but cruel to the many. While these crafty plotters of mischief fail in their revolutionary attempts, they can escape the consequences of their treason and rebellion by running into the foreign legations and consulates.

Once within the walls of these, the right of asylum prevails and they know that they are safe from pursuit and will be permitted to leave the country without bodily harm. If I were a citizen of Haiti, I would do all I could to abolish this right of Asylum. During the late trouble at Port au Prince, I had under the protection of the American flag twenty of the insurgents who, after doing their mischief, were all safely embarked to Kingston without punishment, and since then have again plotted against the peace of their country.

The strange thing is, that neither the government nor the rebels are in favor of the abolition of this so-called right of asylum, because the fortunes of war may at some time make it convenient to the one or the other of them to find such shelter.

Manifestly, this revolutionary spirit of Haiti is her curse, her crime, her greatest calamity and the explanation of the limited condition of her civilization. It makes her an object of distress to her friends at home and abroad. It reflects upon the colored race everywhere. Many who would have gladly believed in her ability to govern herself wisely and successfully are compelled at times to bow their heads in doubt and despair. Certain it is that while this evil spirit shall prevail, Haiti cannot rise very high in the scale of civilization.

While this shall prevail, ignorance and superstition will flourish and no good thing can grow and prosper within her borders. While this shall prevail, she will resemble the man cutting himself among the tombs. While this shall prevail, her rich and fruitful soil will bring forth briers, thorns and noxious weeds. While this evil spirit shall prevail, her great natural wealth will be wasted and her splendid possibilities will be blasted. While this spirit shall prevail, she will sadden the hearts of her friends and rejoice the hearts of her enemies.

While this spirit of turbulence shall prevail, confidence in her public men will be weakened, and her well-won independence will be threatened. Schemes of aggression and foreign protectorates will be invented. While this evil spirit shall prevail, faith in the value and stability of her institutions, so essential to the happiness and well-being of her people, will vanish. While it shall prevail, the arm of her industry will be paralyzed, the spirit of enterprise will languish, national opportunities will be neglected, the means of education will be limited the ardor of patriotism will be quenched, her national glory will be tarnished, and her hopes and the hopes of her friends will be blighted.

In its presence, commerce is interrupted, progress halts, streams go unbridged, highways go unrepaired, streets go unpaved, cities go unlighted, filth accumulates in her market places, evil smells affront the air, and disease and pestilence are invited to their work of sorrow, pain and death.

Port au Prince should be one of the finest cities in the world. There is no natural cause for its present condition. No city in the world is by nature more easily drained of impurities and kept clean. The land slopes to the water's edge, and pure sparkling mountain streams flow through its streets on their way to the sea. With peace firmly established within her borders, this city might be as healthy as New York, and Haiti might easily lead all the other islands of the Caribbean Sea in the race of civilization.

You will ask me about the President of Haiti. I will tell you. Whatever may be said or thought of him to the contrary I affirm that there is no man in Haiti, who more fully understands or more deeply feels the need of peace in his country than does President Hyppolite. No purer patriot ever ruled the country. His administration, from the first to the last, has had the welfare of his country in view. It is against the fierce revolutionary spirit of a part of his countrymen that he has had to constantly watch and contend. It has met him more fiercely at the seat of his government than elsewhere.

Unhappily, his countrymen are not his only detractors. Though a friend and benefactor of his country, and though bravely battling against conspiracy, treason and rebellion, instead of receiving the sympathy and support of the American Press and people, this man has been denounced as a cruel monster. I declare to you, than this, no judgment of President Hyppolite could be more unjust and more undeserved.

I know him well and have studied his character with care, and no man can look into his thoughtful face and hear his friendly voice without feeling that he is in the presence of a kind hearted man. The picture of him in the New York papers, which some of you have doubtless seen, does him no manner of justice, and, in fact, does him startling injustice. It makes him appear like a brute, while he is in truth a fine looking man, "black, but comely." His features are regular, his bearing dignified, his manner polished, and he makes for himself the impression of a gentleman and a scholar.

His conduct during the recent troubles in Haiti was indeed, prompt, stern and severe, but, in the judgment of the most thoughtful and patriotic citizens of than country, it was not more stringent than the nature of the case required. Here, as elsewhere, desperate cases require desperate remedies. Governments must be a terror to evil-doers if they would be praised to those who do well. It will no do for a government with the knife of treason at its throat, to bear the sword in vain. [Applause.]

I invoke for the President of Haiti the charity and justice we once demanded for our President. Like Abraham Lincoln, President Hyppolite was duly elected President of Haiti and took the oath of office prescribed by his country, and when treason and rebellion raised their destructive heads, he like Mr. Lincoln, struck them down otherwise he would have been struck down by them. [Applause.]

Hyppolite did the same. If one should be commended for his patriotism, so should the other. While representing the United States in Haiti, I was repeatedly charged in certain quarters, with being a friend to Haiti. I am not ashamed of that charge. I own at once, that the charge is true, and I would be ashamed to have it otherwise than true. I am indeed a friend to Haiti, but not in the sense my accusers would have you believe. They would have it that I preferred the interest of Haiti, to the just claims of my own country, and this charge I utterly deny and defy any man to prove it.

I am a friend of Haiti and a friend of every other people upon whom the yoke of slavery had been imposed. In this I only stand with philanthropic men and women everywhere. I am the friend of Haiti in the same sense in which General Harrison, the President of the United States, himself is a friend of Haiti. I am glad to be able to say here and now of him, that I found in President Harrison no trace of the vulgar prejudice which is just now so malignant in some parts of our southern country towards the negro. He sent me not to represent in Haiti our race prejudice, but the best sentiments of our loyal, liberty-loving American people.

No mean or mercenary mission was set before me. His advice to me was worthy of his lofty character. He authorized me in substance to do all that I could consistently with my duty to the United States, for the welfare of Haiti and, as far as I could, to persuade her to value and preserve her free institutions, and to remove all ground for there approaches now hurled at her and at the colored race through her example.

(To be continued on "Carl’s Corner," tomorrow Thursday 30 December 2004.)

Sentidos renovados

Quiero cerrar
las puertas de mi corazon,
ocultar este sentir,
que no me deja vivir

Y con el agua de el olvido
este maldito sentir aplacar,
y del manantial inmenso,
esta sed calmar

Con paso cuidadoso caminar
y con mis sentidos atento,
y de su don,buscar un amor cierto,
no quiero que sea en vano mi intento

Por mantener un corazon reposado
y que el alocado viento,
llevese lo unico que tengo,
este amor que tengo por dentro


No quiero verme,bajo un manto oscuro,
ni en lares lejano,quiero verme renovado
Con mi corazon y mis manos

Como un agitado tul,con su luz adentro,
tras el final encuentro,
acostado en el fondo de tu cuerpo

Raul T


Autor de la Poesia: Raul T

E POU MWEN FINI ZANMI MWEN YO, MEN YON ZANMI LIMONÉ A. JOSEPH, mwen pa gen nouvèl li lontan.

Ayisyen Lwès nou yo

Leve, Kanpe, Mache.

Piga n pran nan pèlen, ni nan kaponnay

Pa kite kolon blan vin bannou Nana pou Sizann,

Pizankò, kolon nwa,

Kap ban nou kaka poul pou fwomaj ak ze!

Ayisyen Grandans yo

Leve, Kanpe, Mache

Sou chimen laviktwa, atansyon divizion:

Pi gwo zam letranje, nimewo 1 nou tout ansanm!

Ayisyen Sidès yo

Leve, Kanpe, Mache

Nan je zansèt nou yo, letranje se:

Volè, piyajè ki sempman ap vini

Pou touye, antere, nou tout ak Peyi-a!

Ayisyen Sid nou yo

Leve, Kanpe, Mache

Nan non zansèt nou yo, repons lan

Se nou sèl ki se sèl espwa

Kapab pou n sove, libere, Peyi a!

Ayisyen tou patou, ansanm ansanm,

Lè a rive, lè a se kounye a

Pou n leve, Kanpe, Mache

An yon grenn moun, ak you grenn kri,

Yon grenn vwa, yon grenn chante:

Linion,! Linion! Linion!

Piga n janm bliye Toussaint Louverture

Li te fè alyans menm ak pisans letranje,

Li te fè n konnen: "Tout tan n pa fè Linion

Se lave men souye a tè."

(Limoné A. Joseph)

MEZANMI SE LA MAP RETE POU JODI A. Na pale demen si Granmèt la vle.

KAL

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