An Expert
A translation from Tomáš Hausmann
(Germany)
I am an expert, yes an expert
I have an expertise which
I exercise
ruthlessly
I have studied my art for many years.
It is my hobby, my work, my obsession, my life
and it is very secret
dangerous
- thrilling even
It is very satisfying
I choose my basic ingredients with extreme care,
acquiring them from reliable, tested, trusted sources
Everything else I do myself
You could call me a master craftsman
even the most insignificant ingredient
I use, I treat with respect and
uttermost care
I create each and every part
and hone it
with the tenderness of love
I piece each element and
combination of elements together
constantly checking and rechecking
building and rebuilding
The completed whole is always as perfect
and as pleasing as I can make it
If you watched me working it would
probably drive you to distraction
I work so slowly and methodically
Every device is designed to work to its optimum potential
and it must work to my exact specification
It must work!
It must work the first and only time
Yes! The first and only time
it has to
Once a device is completed
it becomes redundant to me
I pass it on
All my interest is transferred
to my next task.
You will say I am a monster
You will say I am an appalling
individual
You will say I am not a human being
with any feeling for his fellows
I watch the news and read about the horror and carnage
and it touches me like any other onlooker
but it doesn't seem to connect with my work at all
Like you
I would no doubt be shocked and horrified
if I ever had to confront the result of my work
in the hard light of the bystander
or even, God forbid,
the victim
I would cry out in anger
genuine rage
about the abomination
that has been committed
The maiming and the needless
slaughter
of the innocent.
If you shook me
pointed out the detritus
of my perfect devices
and the havoc that they cause, then...
then perhaps I could truly understand
my complicity
my culpability
But until such a time
I feel no responsibility
and continue with my work.
Anthony Emmerson
Mon 23rd Mar 2009 12:12
Hi Paul,
Thanks for posting this. It's an intriguing foray into the detached mind of the terrorist's technician. The one thing that I feel is missing here is that we learn nothing of his motivation; the only fanaticism evident is that for his work/craft. Can someone really be so far away from the consequences of their deeds purely to satisfy a need for exactness and precision? I would liked to have looked a little deeper to find some evidence of what drives him.
Regards,
A.E.