the dog – (en)

Through the air as if suspended, riding his gentle white horse, legs extended and tail flapping, the Emperor trotted down the path of one of the “Fetters of Greece”: Corinth, on a short break in the middle of what would be twelve long years of continuous military campaigns. It was then he noticed the man, of great fame, at who all laughed for his refusal to any material life, naked and lying by the bank of the dry bed of the Corinth River. It was the vernal season, and everything seemed to dissolve in that creature, each cell yawning, very open. Springtime, just turned seventy, devoted every moment to unshut all his wounds…
— I am Alexander the Great. May you be Diogenes the Cynic?
— I am Diogenes the Dog.
— Diogenes, ask me for anything, whether riches or monuments, and I will grant them to you.
— Stand aside, you cover the sun!
Those who were with Alejandro began to laugh at the old man, and asked him how he didn’t apperceive himself who was in front of him. Alexander silenced the mockery:
— If I weren’t Alexander I might wish to be Diogenes.
The son of Philip II of Macedonia moved away, thoughtfully: “No fear of ridicule, to even expose him to it… It’s needed some strength of mind. The adventurers, in the positive and negative sense of the term, are an undeniable proof of this. Being afraid of failure is to be afraid of ridicule; it’s the most miserable path. Pull forward … in this consists precisely, not fearing to become the mockery of our fellows —Alexander thought forlorn.”
Meanwhile, one of the Macedonian generals told Diogenes:
— Oh, Diogenes! If you’d learn to be more submissive and more flattering with the Emperor you wouldn’t have to eat so many lentils.
— If you’d learn to eat lentils you wouldn’t have to be submissive and flatter the Emperor —was the response of the Cynic.
The archetype of the transgressor, Diogenes of Sinope, was born in Sinope (Asia Minor) between 413 BCE and 400 BCE and died, willingly, in Corinth in 323 BCE. He lived in a barrel, looking at broad daylight with a candle for a Man, masturbating in public, eating raw meat, writing books in favour of incest and cannibalism… and is perhaps the best known representative of one of the most radical schools of philosophy, also the most misunderstood: the Cynicism, in which the way of life is a fundamental part of the philosophy, and inseparable from this way of thinking.
This anecdote, real or fictitious, clearly intended to reflect the character of this thinker. Don’t we always wonder in what the act of thinking consists, who does think? Anyone who doesn’t accept things as they are or they seem. The first thinker was undoubtedly the first freak of “why”. Basically, there are very few men who suffer from this obsession. In fact, I have found a very restricted number of them. To go to the bottom of things, wanting to get it, rather, suffering for not getting it, demands a kind of spirit more rare than is believed. In any case, the “why” is an unusual disease, and therefore no contagious.
Sweet dreams!

About Dugutigui

In the “Diula” language in Mali, the term « dugutigui » (chief of the village), literally translated, means: «owner of the village»; «dugu» means village and «tigui», owner. Probably the term is the result of the contraction of «dugu kuntigui» (literally: chief of the village).
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2 Responses to the dog – (en)

  1. sweetoothjames says:

    I loved reading about Diogenes at uni and as an obtuse cynical type of person i always hoped that one day i would emulate him. Unfortunately, the closest i ever got to it was masturbating in public…

    Seriously though (at least half-seriously because i was chased off…) this story took me back. Thanks D!

    • Dugutigui says:

      I like this one: One day a man brought him in a richly furnished house and said: Above all, don’t spit on the floor. Diogenes, that wanted to spit, threw the spittle to his face, yelling that was the only place he’d found dirty to do so. 🙂
      Unfortunately they don’t teach cynicism in school … 🙂

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