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MONSIEUR ANTIPYRINE’S MANIFESTO
M AN O N TI S PY IE M R U AN IN R E I F 'S ES TO
DADA is our intensity:
it erects inconsequential bayonets and the Sumatral head of German babies; Dada is life with neither bedroom slippers nor parallels; it is against and for unity and definitely against the future; we are wise enough to know that our brains are going to become flabby cushions, that our anti-dogmatism is as exclusive as a civil servant, and that we cry liberty but are not free;
a severe necessity with entire discipline nor morals and that we
t i sp on . y t i n a hum DADA remains within the framework of European weaknesses,
it’s still shit but from now on we want to
shit in different colors
so as to e h t n r o d a t r a f o o o z
with all the flags of all the consulates. We are circus ringmasters and we can be found whistling amongst the winds of fairgrounds, in convents, prostitutions, theatres, realities, feelings, restaurants, ohoho, bang bang.
feelr car is a to o m e re that th e enough We decla d us quit te e s s o c as ctions, ing that h its abstra f o s s e n es and atori ers, nois n in the dil li c ti n a w of ansatl on a sho t u as have tr p e w g d while searchin ideas. An actually re a e d n w a , , ile of things being fac essence l a have tr e n e w c ; hide it for the n a c e w the ed if dows of in are pleas w e th t to coun no wish r... s elite, fo marvelou
DADA doesn’t exist for anyone
And we want everyone to understand this. This is Dada’s balcony, I assure you. From there you can hear all the military marches, and come down cleaving the air like a seraph landing in a public baths to piss and understand the parable.
DADA is neither madness nor wisdom nor irony
Look at me, dear bourgeois. Art used to be a game of nuts in May, children would go gathering words that had a final ring, then they would exude, shout out the verse, and dress it up in dolls’ bootees, and the verse became a
queen in order to die a little, and the queen became a sardine, and the children ran hither and yon, unseen... Then came the great ambassadors of feeling, who yelled historically in chorus:
Psychology Psychology hee hee
e c n e i Sc e c n e Sci e c n e i c S e v i l g n o L e c n Fra
We are not naive We are successive We are exclusive We are not simpletons and we are perfectly capable of an intelligent discussion.
Be we, DADA, don't agree with them, for art isn't serious, I assure you, and if we reveal the crime so as to show that we are learned denunciators, it's to please you, dear audience, I assure you, and
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DADA spits everything out. BUT...
HAS DADA EVER SPOKEN TO YOU:
about Italy about accordions about women’s pants about the fatherland about sardines about Fiume about Art (you exaggerate my friend) about gentleness about D’Annunzio what a horror about heroism
about mustaches about lewdness about sleeping with Verlaine about the ideal (it’s nice) about Massachusetts about the past about odors about salads about genius, about genius, about genius about the eight-hour day about the Parma violets
R E V R E N EVE N RN E N E E
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A D DA n’t s k e o a d e sp DADA h a s no fix ed idea
DADA doesn’t h c t a c flies.
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The Futurist is dead.
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Of DADA
A Young girl commits suicide. Because of What? DADA The spirits are telephoned. Who invented it? DADA Someone walks on your feet. It’s DADA If you have serious ideas about life, If you make artistic discoveries and if all of a sudden your head begins to crackle with laughter, If you find all your ideas useless and ridiculous, know that IT IS DADA BEGINNING TO SPEAK TO YOU
WHAT DOES DADA DO? cubism constructs a cathedral of artistic liver paste WHAT DOES DADA DO? expressionism poisons artistic sardines WHAT DOES DADA DO? simultaneism is still at its first artistic communion WHAT DOES DADA DO? futurism wants to mount in an artistic lyricism-elevator WHAT DOES DADA DO? unanism embraces allism and fishes with an artistic line WHAT DOES DADA DO? neo-classicism discovers the good deeds of artistic art WHAT DOES DADA DO? paroxysm makes a trust of all artistic cheeses WHAT DOES DADA DO? ultraism recommends the mixture of these seven artistic things WHAT DOES DADA DO? creationism vorticism imagism also propose some artistic recipes WHAT DOES DADA DO?
WHAT DOES DADA DO? 50 francs reward to the person who finds the best way to explain DADA to us Dada passes everything through a new net. Dada is the bitterness which opens its laugh on all that which has been made consecrated forgotten in our language in our brain in our habits. It says to you: There is Humanity and the lovely idiocies which have made it happy to this advanced age...
DADA HAS ALWAYS
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THE HOLY VIRGIN WAS ALREADY A DADAIST
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