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Activist and Artivist

In the album La Pesadilla de Obi (Obi's Nightmare) from 2014, its artist Ramón Esono Ebalé drew the president of Equatorial Guinea, Teodoro Obiang waking up into the worst of his fears: Having to live a day as a citizen like any other. Water has to be fetched and corruption is everywhere; losing his every battle to make it through the day.

Injustice prevails. Obi does not make it in the story. His eye opener never led to anything, but his attempt to save himself.

Now Obiang and his regime has in turn imprisoned Ramón Esono Ebalé, who had to visit Equatorial Guinea to have his passport renewed. He has been imprisoned close to a fortnight in a prison with a reputation just as he drew it.

We fear of his well-being and there is a petition for #FreeNseRamon

A Dilemma of Democracy

Democracy finds itself in an uncomfortable position time and again at which the despots of this world will but laugh scornfully.

Such as when anti-democrats exploit their democratic rights.

Today Nazi sympatizers will be marching in Gothenburg. They are allowed to do so according to the law, if they apply for permission beforehand. The police having no legal impediment to say no, grants it to them.

This time around the court has been heard, ruling a change and shortening of the marching route, but the anti-democrats have achieved all they could wish for, having made headlines in the press for weeks.

Fearless as always, Magnus Bard has put his pen where it hurts the most. The anti-democrats are not our protagonists here. A representative of democracy takes center stage. The police are in the role of the supportive parent, wishing to do the right thing, literally stretching to cover citizens of all kinds.

It is a dilemma of democracy that basic elements to it existence can be used to u…

"I am, I am, I am"

As a student at our National Gallery (Statens Museum for Kunst), it fell to me to go through the museum archives.

Archives are the deposits of saucy dirt and I found the answer to a question sent from the Department of Education about the time of the inauguration of the museum in 1896, whether it, given its status, would offer positions to women?

The answer was as short as it was definitive: Women lack the training and education needed - we have no use for them.

I sent a copy to my mentor, Louise Arnheim at the Royal Library and she uncovered their rather specific answer: Nope! No way and no thank you. Women will only swipe down the books from the shelves with their skirts.

Cultural reasoning to the biological question and no one saw the difference.

That man of the many words above. He was but one of those constructing theories on female existence according to his personal accommodation.

Marilena Nardi turns the table on Freud, taking him on his word. As always she has kept the color …


Tomorrow Musa Kart will be back in the courtroom. He was imprisoned for half a year awaiting trial, the first week of which set him free this summer. Now his court case is to be resumed.

Below is his opening statement in full from July. It has the potential of becoming a manifest on cartooning.

Musa Kart at once defines and exercises before us the mind of the cartoonist. Connecting ideas, seeing likenesses across situations and in juxtaposing them exposes the absurdity.

Sharp, fast, clear - and kind. The independent mind of the intellectual, exerting in the words of Musa Kart "inquisitive freedom" with which he delineates the necessary requirements for the cartoon of quality:

"Courageous and independent viewpoints that have broken free of cliché and standardised forms are what make for a true and effective cartoon".

But let us turn to his words in full; the English translation is by This post shall be without imagery. Let the words of Musa Ka…

She, Who Forgot To Travel

"In my own country, hostilities have not ceased in the far north;  to the west, communal violence resulting in arson and murder were taking place  just several days before I started out on the journey  that has brought me here today".

Words spoken by Aung San Suu Kyi when in 2012 she was finally able to travel as a free person to Oslo to receive her Nobel Peace Prize awarded her in 1991. The situation of the Rohingya in Myanmar portrayed almost casually as the archetype of human violent nature.

Suu Kyi was at once pointing to and removing attention away from it by describing it as an eruption of violence resulting in "arson and murder" as in random violent acts rather than a long and painful pattern of violence so densely woven that we are facing a genocide on the Myanmar Rohingya Muslims.

That is not a condition in the general. That is a very specific plight, which needs intervention and yes, we know she is not the sole responsible. For one, she too has an adversary i…
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