Human Being: Who I am
“The Cassandra Syndrome is a term applied to those whose predictions of doom are initially dismissed, but later turn out to be correct. This denotes a psychological tendency among people to deny and disbelieve such predictions. The person making the prediction is caught in the dilemma of knowing what will happen but not being able to convince others.The earliest recorded use of the term Cassandra complex was in 1988 book by Jungian analyst Laurie Layton Schapira, in which she explores the “Cassandra Complex” in the lives of two of her analysands.
The name is derived from the Greek myth of Cassandra. Cassandra was a daughter of Priam, the King of Troy. Struck by her beauty, Apollo provided her with the gift of prophecy, but when Cassandra refused Apollo’s romantic advances, he placed a curse ensuring that none would believe her warnings. Cassandra was left with the knowledge of future events, but could neither alter these events nor convince others of the validity of her predictions. Cassandra correctly predicted that Paris’s journey to kidnap Helen would end in doom for Troy. In Vergil’s Aeneid, Cassandra warns specifically that the Greek gift of a giant wooden horse was soon to carry tragedy within the walls of Troy, a prophesy in which “All heard, and none believed”. The term may also be applied in a sarcastic manner, referring to those who opportunistically claim to have predicted doom but were allegedly not believed.
The figure of Cassandra has also been invoked to describe those who take the role of antagonist toward widespread or institutional ignorance of the future consequences of current actions. (Barbara Tuchman: March of Folly; From Troy to Vietnam).”
I am a human being like you, tired of seeing what is happening to our poor world. Every day They deprive it of his wealth, every day, without us, They decide what it’s best for us and if we try to rebel They repress us, manipulating what we read and censoring what we say and write.
But They can deprive us of name, may deprive us of life, but They’ll never deprive us of freedom, of our ideas.
I have no name, I forgot it. I am me, I am you, you are Kassandra whenever you say to the world what it doesn’t want to hear, every time They erase your words.
We are here together to leave a sign and to send a message. They won’t do us their brainwashing.
Others before us have tried and succeeded. Do not forget their names, do not forget their sacrifices, and do not forget that “The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause, while the mark of the mature man is that he wants to live humbly for one.” (J.D. Salinger)
Whenever they didn’t respect our rights, we fell in battle and we had the courage to say what we had to say:
Are we still able to do so?