We thought or rather we hoped to see you yesterday because Anita,[1] whom we met before receiving your letter, and who no doubt wanted to attenuate the shock, gave us the already very reassuring news about the series of interventions.[2]
I estimate Groddeck's theses[3] to be true in general; and in this case in a brilliant way: our illnesses are over troubles. It becomes difficult to endure bereavement for a very long time when universal hatred shows itself to be constantly grandiose concerning the totality and shamefully mean concerning the details. One can say that we, like Gerard, have always been considered quite guilty of all that we have done better. (I fear having brought to you this malediction, which I have borne since birth.)
As a result of all this, I will not say anything original to you, but that which I believe to be well founded: one must get better. Our specialists of the lie do not win while we are alive. I will not forget anything, I promise you.
I hope to see you soon, when you feel more rested. With all our hearts, we, Alice and I, embrace you.
Guy[1] Translator's note: Anita Blanc was an employee of Editions Gerard Lebovici, which was founded by Floriana Lebovici in the aftermath of the murder of her husband, Gerard.
[2] Upon a [cancerous] tumor.
[3] Translator's note: Georg Groddeck (1866-1934), a German physician.
(Published in Guy Debord Correspondance, Vol 7: Janvier 1988-Novembre 1994 by Librairie Artheme Fayard, 2008. Translated from the French by NOT BORED! October 2008. Footnotes by the publisher, except where noted.)