We live in a time of dishope. After the disenchantment of the world and the crisis of the great alternative ideologies promise a better world, only the routine of every day and a certain fear of the future (which will probably be worse than the present one) have remained; at most, for recalcitrant idealists, there is also a willingness to resist and not forget the past. Authorised voices announced long ago that we had arrived at the end of the utopia, if not at the end of history. Whether or not they were mistaken, reflected in these announcements the notion that for much of humanity it was no longer meaningful to continue fighting for something different from what we had achieved, or what has allegedly been achieved by middle-class and white men in rich countries.