Lasha Bughadze, Tbilisi

At the end of the ‘Rose Revolution’, as I was expressing passionate extolments with regard to Georgian society (everyone tends to be pathetic during the revolution, since naturalness is extrinsic of the very essence of the revolution), one of the chief leader’s close associates, who later became an active member of his government (and who has split off from him now), cooled my pathos by his self- perception and an extremely prosaic manner of assessment of the situation:

– Come on! What society you are talking about, we are all ‘dabbling in Misha’s gonad’.

Perhaps it was he, rather than I, who objectively evaluated the situation , but I, first of all, didn’t like his personal assessment of the society (if so, he’d rather be dabbling wherever he wished himself; what the society and I had to do with all that) and, secondly, I was a little bit stunned at such a terrible self-perception of this seemingly free person: no matter, how low my opinion about the society and myself had been, I would have probably pitied myself and at least our society’s illusionary evolution process and would have refrained from using such ugly words when determining my or any other person’s place…

However, this man (or, to be more precise, a guy, since it was probably more appropriate to call him so due to his young age) absolutely sincerely believed that a potential for self-realization lied exactly in the political leader’s organism: indeed, he was a constituent element of the ‘Rose Revolution’ leader’s political body and he felt sure, in which part of the body his rightful place was.

That leader’s body was politically young and sleek with health at that time, unsparingly bursting out inexhaustible teenager energy. Consequently, being part of that body implied being part of this energy, as well as part of that libido, usually accompanying the power as a tangible fluid.

The libidinousness power brings us incredibly close to the leader’s body…

It means that there is no longer such notions as ‘mine’ and ‘his’, since the leader’s body becomes our body, whereas our body becomes his one. As the saying goes: ‘There is one body and one spirit.’

It means that we now sense with the leader’s body, whom we should love or hate…

It means that we start resembling the leader not just in terms of his way of thinking (it’s secondary), but rather take after his voice, speech manner, vocabulary, physical body, so that we no longer can tell, whether these are our body features or his ones.

It means that his criteria become our criteria, because those, who are chosen and approved by the leader’s passion, touch our libidinous strings that are woven under our skin…

Because we rely more on his body, rather than on our own…

We trust his taste more than our own one…

However, it will be so until the aforesaid body is labile, sensitive and attractive. But as soon as it loses its physical or semantic form, when it loses the most important thing that made us so much enjoy staying in and looking out of his body, i.e. the power, we sheer away from it like from the rotten meat.

Because no one gets attracted to the aged body.

Those, who once used to be part of this great body, try to break away in an attempt to avoid aging and even possible dying, one has a feeling that this out-of-shape body will never gain its former weight again. In the best case scenario, it will try to maintain its weight, whereas if worse comes to worsts, it will start degrading.

Though, some still find this aging body libidinous and attractive (there are some fanatic political fetishists, whose taste is often incomprehensible and unacceptable to others), they have no claims about his political appearance and they love him for who he is, that’s it.

However, there is also another type of people, who are more pragmatic and politically helpless; for whom this body is the only thing left and who are trying to fill the vacant places in a shapeless body, which is still a part of history, one way or another … Since none of the political bodies have let them get closer, maybe the remnants of this body temperature will help them restore their immunity and  function.

But I wonder, whether those parts, that have broken away from it, are able to independently shape their bodies? To regain their original shape or re-build the body remnants that will be no less out-of-shape and degraded that the former body? Will they be able to regain or restore the voice and vocabulary, hands and feet, their own rather than his criteria, brain and other no less important organs, including that, in which, as one of them admitted, they once used to dabble securely and peacefully…