Forbidden games – SillonBelge.be

What will little Ukrainians play in twenty years? In the 1960s, we little country kids loved to play cowboys and Indians, cops and robbers, musketeers…and, of course, war! Through attending countless commemorative events, watching The Longest Day, The Guns of Navarone, The Great Escape on TV, and listening to adults recount their misadventures during the Ardennes Offensive, children in turn wanted to test the concept. . Two camps formed: the good guys and the bad guys, the Americans and the Germans, and everyone wanted to be the “good guys.” The lot was drawn, and the gnons were already lost between the khaki and green camp. The girls moaned dryly because we boys, disgusting little machos, limited them to the role of nurses and porters; when some indomitable ones claimed the status of a heroine, they became spies, whom the “bad guys” tied to a pole to shoot. We shot each other with spruce carrots, snowballs, horse chestnuts, and, finally, everything that fell into our hands during the degeneration of the fight, which rarely happened. The girls weren’t the most timid when the game turned into a rat race: they used their teeth, nails, and legs as needed. But the boys couldn’t hit them, it was a red line beyond which it was impossible to cross…

This forbidden game is part of the not-so-glorious memories of our childhood. Kids today play war games on their computer consoles, Fortnite & Co. Adults in Ukraine, Yemen and other countries of the world do the same. Their eyes are fixed on computer screens, they pilot drones and rockets, sowing death and apocalypse. And as a result, the situation becomes unmanageable and turns into a general fight, without faith and law, as in childhood. “It’s your fault!” “,” No, it’s not me, it’s you! ”,“ You are cheating, I will tell my mother! “. Once you start fighting, you never know when it will stop and what the consequences will be. We are always punished in one way or another, whether we are the victim or the perpetrator, the militant or the peaceful. The innocent drinks and pays the final bill, that’s an unchanging constant. If Ukraine and Russia stop exporting their cheap wheat en masse, then the poor countries will not like those who bought for their bread the same cereals that we import to feed our pigs and chickens.

Some media are calling it a “wheat war,” famine blackmail. Of course, the messages are uncouth, uncouth: there are “good guys” and “bad guys”, khakis and coppers, like when we were little. They really take us for “demons”, children who believe everything they are told in black and white, pink and red. Everyone has their own idea and experiences the most real price hike in their daily life. Our agriculture is a giant with feet of clay, importing too much food raw material for livestock and too much fertilizer produced far from home. The banned games started by Russia show Europeans how fragile the foundations of the EU food system are, as they are based on quicksand, cheap fossil fuel imports and cheap cereals produced on the vast plains. Our organic pig and poultry farms no longer feed on Ukrainian wheat and have to bleed four veins to feed their animals. Yesterday’s confidences exploded under hypersonic missiles and Javelin missiles. Ball in the middle, game over, play again? Keeping the course without panicking? Erase everything and rethink our agri-food systems?? Are we returning to the world when imports did not drown the wheat of our lands? Are we finally putting food sovereignty at the center of the debate?

So many questions and so few answers…

In truth, European concerns are those of the rich, says Olivier de Schutter, professor of international law at the University of California at Louvain and special rapporteur on the right to food. Meanwhile, Africa is suffering even more painfully, because it already has 275 million undernourished people, and this staggering number will soon exceed 300 million if the little games of Russian brats continue, if speculators on limitless cruelty continue to rake in euros, rubles and dollars, manipulating food flows. in your own interest. Our little misfortunes are nothing compared to the misfortunes of all these peoples, suffering from the brutality of war and the embodiments of wild capitalism, which makes its “wheat” in the casino of forbidden games.

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