Erik Satie: Memoirs of An Amnesiac #6 - Intelligence and Musicality Observed on Animals Comments
The intelligence of animals is above all denial.
But what does Man do to improve the mental state of those resigned fellow-citizens?
He provides them with a mediocre education, quite disconnected, incomplete, one such as a child would not want for himself; and he would be right, dear little being.
This learning consists mainly in developing the instinct of cruelty and vice that exists atavistically within individuals.
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Homing pigeons are in no way prepared for their mission by any use of geography; fish are kept away from the study of oceanography; cattle, sheep, calves are unaware of the sensible layout of a modern slaughterhouse, and do not know their nutritional role in the society that was formed by Man. this is a really beautiful poem my friend. really really this is fine. full of philosophy, nature obeservance. looking into the animals and birds and philosophizing........ marvelous poem. i add it to my favorite poems list. God bless us for making us think. tony
why do we kill animals? let them lice in their natural situations. they will teach their children how to live. we the greedy men kills animals brutally - we put them in cages and tries to impose our own lessons for our mental pleasures. Is it good- why cant we give up animal flesh? continue discuession
Sekharan, this is a humorous text. When Erik Satie writes «les bœufs, les moutons, les veaux ignorent tout de l’agencement raisonné d’un abattoir moderne, et ne savent pas quel est leur rôle nutritif dans la société que s’est constituée l’homme.», he doesn't mean anything serious. I'm not sure this is the right place for a philosophical discussion about man's role as a predator. ;)
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7/18/2025 12:20:42 AM # 1.0.0
This is absolutely brilliant, mon ami, what rapier wit in the service of the animals who must be sacrificed for our human pride, no, our human obtuseness. We should immediately declare a diet of salads and coffee for all French-speaking people, oh, enfers, we'll throw in the English-speakers too! And that spider, that heroic, music-loving spider, will be honored in my next spidery etude. And you, dear Erik, it has too long. Come next weekend to Chaussons and we will go boating. And we will surrender the afternoon to a concert of birds while we rest our brains and let the sun heal our restless selves. Adieu. my friend, this weekend! !
BTW, Daniel, I have used Erik Satie's Gnossienne #5 to accompany my rendition of Yeats' 16 Dead Men. I don't think anyone had ever thought of associating them before; which I find almost surprising. Satie & Yeats are perfect contemporaries. :) If you watch the video sometime, let me know how you've liked the combination. Thanks for your nice comment. :)