OLGA WIEDENHÖFT
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der mensch fängt mit fleisch erst an

wenn wir ein knochengerüst sehen, sagen wir noch nicht es wäre ein mensch.
da muss erst muskelmasse drauf und haut drüber.
das fleisch ist das bett für unsere gefühle und empfindungen,
die vielleicht im gehirn entstehen, doch erst
durch das fleisch an uns spürbar werden.

unsere triebe und instinkte, unsere verletzlichkeit sind das
gegengewicht zu unserem verstand.


Olga Wiedenhöft - Baum

auszug aus dem roman "roadside picnic" von boris und arkadij strugatsky: ein gespräch zwischen polizist und wissenschaftler, der die "zonen" erforscht, gebiete, an denen jahre zuvor der besuch durch eine fremde zivilisation stattfand und der seitdem starke anomalien aufweist:

"...Let's get back to the subject on hand. Man meets an extraterrestrial creature.How do they find out that they are both rational creatures?"

..."My pleasure. Imagine a picnic....A car drives off the country road into the meadow, a group of young people get out of the car carrying bottles, baskets of food, transistor radios, and cameras. They light Fires, pitch tents, turn on the music. In the morning they leave. The animals, birds, and insects that watched in horror through the long night creep out from their hiding places. And what do they see? Gas and oil spilled on the grass. ... Rags, burnt-out bulbs, oil slicks on the pond. And of course, the usual mess--apple cores, candy wrappers, cans, bottles, somebody's handkerchief, somebody's penknife, torn newspapers, coins."

"I see. A roadside picnic."

"Precisely. A roadside picnic, on some road in the cosmos. And you ask if they will come back."

"Let me have a smoke. Goddamn this pseudoscience!..... So does that mean they never even noticed us?"

"Why?"

"Well, anyway, didn't pay any attention to us?"

"You know, I wouldn't be upset if I were you." Noonan inhaled, coughed, and threw away the cigarette.

"I don't care," he said stubbornly. "It can't be. Damn you scientists! Where do you get your contempt for man? Why are you always trying to put mankind down?"

"Wait a minute," Valentine said. "Listen: 'You ask me what makes man great?'" he quoted. 'That he re-created nature? That he has harnessed cosmic forces? That in a brief time he conquered the planet and opened a window on the universe? No! That, despite all this, he has survived and intends to survive in the future.'"