FILM * Il Grande Dittatore: 'Mi dispiace, ma io non voglio fare l'Imperatore...' (Cit. 1)
" - BARBIERE EBREO: Mi dispiace, ma io non voglio fare l'Imperatore: non è il mio mestiere; non voglio governare né conquistare nessuno. Vorrei aiutare tutti, se possibile: ebrei, ariani, uomini neri e bianchi. Tutti noi esseri umani dovremmo aiutarci sempre, dovremmo godere soltanto della felicità del prossimo, non odiarci e disprezzarci l'un l'altro. In questo mondo c'è posto per tutti. La natura è ricca, è sufficiente per tutti noi; la vita può essere felice e magnifica, ma noi lo abbiamo dimenticato. L'avidità ha avvelenato i nostri cuori, ha precipitato il mondo nell'odio, ci ha condotti a passo d'oca fra le cose più abbiette. Abbiamo i mezzi per spaziare, ma ci siamo chiusi in noi stessi. La macchina dell'abbondanza ci ha dato povertà; la scienza ci ha trasformato in cinici; l'avidità ci ha resi duri e cattivi; pensiamo troppo e sentiamo poco. Più che macchinari, ci serve umanità; più che abilità, ci serve bontà e gentilezza. Senza queste qualità la vita è violenza e tutto è perduto. L'aviazione e la radio hanno riavvicinato le genti; la natura stessa di queste invenzioni reclama la bontà nell'uomo, reclama la fratellanza universale, l'unione dell'umanità. Perfino ora la mia voce raggiunge milioni di persone nel mondo, milioni di uomini, donne e bambini disperati, vittime di un sistema che impone agli uomini di torturare e imprigionare gente innocente. A coloro che mi odono, io dico: non disperate! L'avidità che ci comanda è solamente un male passeggero, l'amarezza di uomini che temono le vie del progresso umano. L'odio degli uomini scompare insieme ai dittatori e il potere che hanno tolto al popolo ritornerà al popolo e, qualsiasi mezzo usino, la libertà non può essere soppressa. Soldati! Non cedete a dei bruti, uomini che vi disprezzano e vi sfruttano, che vi dicono come vivere, cosa fare, cosa dire, cosa pensare, che vi irreggimentano, vi condizionano, vi trattano come bestie. Non vi consegnate a questa gente senza un'anima, uomini macchina, con macchine al posto del cervello e del cuore. Voi non siete macchine, voi non siete bestie: siete uomini! "
[ I'm sorry, but I don't want to be an emperor. That's not my business. I don't want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible; Jew, Gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other's happiness, not by each other's misery. We don't want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone, and the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical; our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery, we need humanity. More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost. The airplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men; cries out for universal brotherhood; for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women, and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear me, I say, do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish. Soldiers! Don't give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you, enslave you; who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men - machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines, you are not cattle, you are men! ]
[ I'm sorry, but I don't want to be an emperor. That's not my business. I don't want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible; Jew, Gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other's happiness, not by each other's misery. We don't want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone, and the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical; our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery, we need humanity. More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost. The airplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men; cries out for universal brotherhood; for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women, and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear me, I say, do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish. Soldiers! Don't give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you, enslave you; who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men - machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines, you are not cattle, you are men! ]
(Monologo tratto dal film "Il Grande Dittatore", 1940, di Charles Chaplin)
Immagine tratta da 'Il Grande Dittatore': Adenoid Hynkel, interpretato da Charles Chaplin, in una scena del film
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