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The ethnological investigation is such that it always builds on the improbable, the investigator can not be everywhere at once, the unspoken are also non-places, the places where we did not go because we have chosen to focus on such contact while other circumstances could have led us to other paths cross. And what about those people who were speaking when the night thickened, bedroom as if I had my notebook avançasse close and they sentissent complicity in an echo of the words we murmur in the light a hurricane lamp. I wish that in those tiny links, my interlocutors ressentissent as I regret to have caused them some inconvenience. It is just short because sometimes people I privilégiais in my interviews were all of mature age, if not older, and it was my little difficult to feign a playful mood and putting myself in the position a young man still clumsy but was not afraid of offending by his rudeness.
I was aware of being well established in the public, I had many friends, that is to say people who were more likely to help me or serve me than harm me, as it is granted of course with interest. But I was worried about having no enemies. I remembered this beautiful comment Guicciardini who said in his Ricordi: "Do not defend bedroom yourself so make enemies or cause inconvenience to others that why you stopped doing what you deserve - as do his duty brings man a good reputation, and this benefits more than night to be an enemy. should sometimes do things that hurt others or be dead to the world. But the same quality to know the pleasures provide is found when one has cause displeasure: that is to say the cause of a thoughtful, unhurried, with extent and on reasonable and respectable bedroom way. " After all, when it is informed and irrigated by the literature, ethnographic investigation is not it belligerence?
I noted in fact that when I took my old against the grain, the manhandling and pretending to believe - and believe especially - as an old one conquered by the onslaught of good words, the recipe took. Curiously, I realized that I got this much more likelihood that when I was leading the investigation by applying the guidelines issued by all manuals ethnography. I found surprisingly that by teasing them and playing bedroom the breaker because sometimes bluntly, bedroom these old disguised me more their thinking, but with a relish which showed clearly that I had managed to oblige. I realized that devoting myself to ridiculous and futile academic exercise, I could only produce the impression of discourse with compunction, without accurately and without judgment, which was not without embarrassment - and bored - everyone. The spirit of the Swahili talk - but I take this ethnocentric thinking La Bruyere - is there no escape from yourself to make us look outside as we should be inside? By trying to do too much, it may remain in the antechamber of the palaver.
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