Gustavo Cordera, cantante de Bersuit Vergarabat, habla de lo que Argentina (y latinoamerica) tienen. Y que a los EE.UU. les falta.
"Preguntarse verdaderamente que estás haciendo en el mundo, que sos, enamorarte, juntarte con amigos en los bares, cambiar el mundo, soñar, discutir, ir a la cancha, los domingos encontrarse a comer un asado con amigos, con tu familia, seguir a una mujer por la calle y decirle piropos, cositas lindas. Pasan muchas cosas en argentina, pasan muchas cosas en latinoamerica."
Friday, June 27, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Drexler
It's gonna be hard to write this thing, because my brain is wired in a bilingual code, mixing parts of all my worlds in every sentence.
But while procrastinating right now I heard, for the first time, the actual lyrics to Jorge Drexler's "El Otro Engranaje". The last stanza:
Clara, evidente, manda la libido,
la fidelidad, brumosa palabra,
con su antigua lista de gestos prohibidos,
muerde siempre menos de lo que ladra.
TRADUCCION:
Clear, and evident, the libido rules,
fidelity, foggy word,
with its aged list of forbidden gestures,
always bites less than what it barks.
Add Freud to the list of people that would have listened to Drexler.
But while procrastinating right now I heard, for the first time, the actual lyrics to Jorge Drexler's "El Otro Engranaje". The last stanza:
Clara, evidente, manda la libido,
la fidelidad, brumosa palabra,
con su antigua lista de gestos prohibidos,
muerde siempre menos de lo que ladra.
TRADUCCION:
Clear, and evident, the libido rules,
fidelity, foggy word,
with its aged list of forbidden gestures,
always bites less than what it barks.
Add Freud to the list of people that would have listened to Drexler.
Long time no see
Damn this year changed me a lot. I think we can mark the date of the last entry as a turning point.
Evo spoke of the immigrants in a recent letter. Check it: Evo's letter to the EU. I don't like Evo, and I don't like his opposition. But I really want to go to Bolivia. I need real events, history, people, debates, smiles, and coca leaves.
Personally? Nowadays I can't even lift my mood with the depressing songs that usually do it for me.
Evo spoke of the immigrants in a recent letter. Check it: Evo's letter to the EU. I don't like Evo, and I don't like his opposition. But I really want to go to Bolivia. I need real events, history, people, debates, smiles, and coca leaves.
Personally? Nowadays I can't even lift my mood with the depressing songs that usually do it for me.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Genio de la Música
Una canción esencial, de Fito Paez:
Al Lado Del Camino
Me gusta estar al lado del camino
fumando el humo mientras todo pasa
me gusta abrir los ojos y estar vivo
tener que vérmelas con la resaca
entonces navegar se hace preciso
en barcos que se estrellen en la nada
vivir atormentado de sentido
creo que esta, sí, es la parte más pesada
En tiempos donde nadie escucha a nadie
en tiempos donde todos contra todos
en tiempos egoístas y mezquinos
en tiempos donde siempre estamos solos
habrá que declararse incompetente
en todas las materias de mercado
habrá que declararse un inocente
o habrá que ser abyecto y desalmado
Yo ya no pertenezco a ningún istmo
me considero vivo y enterrado
yo puse las canciones en tu walkman
el tiempo a mi me puso en otro lado
tendré que hacer lo que es no debido
tendré que hacer el bien y hacer el daño
no olvides que el perdón es lo divino
y errar a veces suele ser humano.
No es bueno nunca hacerse de enemigos
que no estén a la altura del conflicto
que piensan que hacen una guerra
y se hacen pis encima como chicos
que rondan por siniestros ministerios
haciendo la parodia del artista
que todo lo que brilla en este mundo
tan solo les da caspa y les da envidia.
Yo era un pibe triste y encantado
de Beatles, caña legui y maravillas
los libros, las canciones y los pianos
el cine, las traiciones, los enigmas
mi padre, la cerveza, las pastillas, los misterios, el whisky malo
los óleos, el amor, los escenarios
el hambre, el frio, el crimen, el dinero y mis 10 tías
me hicieron este hombre enreverado.
Si alguna vez me cruzas por la calle
regálame tu beso y no te aflijas
si ves que estoy pensando en otra cosa
no es nada malo, es que pasó una brisa
la brisa de la muerte enamorada
que ronda como un ángel asesino
mas no te asustes, siempre se me pasa
es solo la intuición de mi destino.
Me gusta estar al lado del camino
fumando el humo mientras todo pasa
me gusta regresarme en el olvido
para acordarme en sueños de mi casa
del chico que jugaba a la pelota
del 49585
nadie nos prometió un jardin de rosas
hablamos del peligro de estar vivo.
No vine a divertir a tu familia
mientras el mundo se cae a pedazos
me gusta estar al lado del camino
me gusta sentirte a mi lado
me gusta estar al lado del camino
dormirte cada noche entre mis brazos
al lado del camino (x 3)
es más entretenido y más barato
al lado del camino (x 2).
Al Lado Del Camino
Me gusta estar al lado del camino
fumando el humo mientras todo pasa
me gusta abrir los ojos y estar vivo
tener que vérmelas con la resaca
entonces navegar se hace preciso
en barcos que se estrellen en la nada
vivir atormentado de sentido
creo que esta, sí, es la parte más pesada
En tiempos donde nadie escucha a nadie
en tiempos donde todos contra todos
en tiempos egoístas y mezquinos
en tiempos donde siempre estamos solos
habrá que declararse incompetente
en todas las materias de mercado
habrá que declararse un inocente
o habrá que ser abyecto y desalmado
Yo ya no pertenezco a ningún istmo
me considero vivo y enterrado
yo puse las canciones en tu walkman
el tiempo a mi me puso en otro lado
tendré que hacer lo que es no debido
tendré que hacer el bien y hacer el daño
no olvides que el perdón es lo divino
y errar a veces suele ser humano.
No es bueno nunca hacerse de enemigos
que no estén a la altura del conflicto
que piensan que hacen una guerra
y se hacen pis encima como chicos
que rondan por siniestros ministerios
haciendo la parodia del artista
que todo lo que brilla en este mundo
tan solo les da caspa y les da envidia.
Yo era un pibe triste y encantado
de Beatles, caña legui y maravillas
los libros, las canciones y los pianos
el cine, las traiciones, los enigmas
mi padre, la cerveza, las pastillas, los misterios, el whisky malo
los óleos, el amor, los escenarios
el hambre, el frio, el crimen, el dinero y mis 10 tías
me hicieron este hombre enreverado.
Si alguna vez me cruzas por la calle
regálame tu beso y no te aflijas
si ves que estoy pensando en otra cosa
no es nada malo, es que pasó una brisa
la brisa de la muerte enamorada
que ronda como un ángel asesino
mas no te asustes, siempre se me pasa
es solo la intuición de mi destino.
Me gusta estar al lado del camino
fumando el humo mientras todo pasa
me gusta regresarme en el olvido
para acordarme en sueños de mi casa
del chico que jugaba a la pelota
del 49585
nadie nos prometió un jardin de rosas
hablamos del peligro de estar vivo.
No vine a divertir a tu familia
mientras el mundo se cae a pedazos
me gusta estar al lado del camino
me gusta sentirte a mi lado
me gusta estar al lado del camino
dormirte cada noche entre mis brazos
al lado del camino (x 3)
es más entretenido y más barato
al lado del camino (x 2).
Monday, June 09, 2008
Civitas Peregrina
Augustine’s civitas peregrina advocated as the only state of freedom, against the state of oppression, that of pilgrimage: tearing oneself away from places to accomplish universal mutual assistance, but also tearing oneself away from any identity (including one’s own) in order to accomplish subjective fulfillment in the boundlessness of caritas.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Women leading this transnational movement
"But there are historical stakes involved in attempting to mesh our institutions with the demands of the polynational societies that are coming into being today, around us and with us. The maturity of the second sex will be judged in the coming years according to its ability to modify the nation in the face of foreigners, to orient foreigners confronting the nation toward a still unforeseeable conception of a polyvalent community. Before reaching that moment, which will remain for a long time a distant ideal, we have a generative utopian thought - a world without foreigners."
-Julia Kristeva, "Nations Without Nationalism"
This is the mission of our lifetimes. Cheers.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
The Debate Debacle
What happened last night...
I was invited to participate in the Bruin Democrats vs. Bruin Republicans quarterly debate. Although I'm not a member of either group, the Democrats asked me to debate in favor of the D.R.E.A.M . Act, along with two of their members, Flavia de la Fuente and Curtis Whatley.
After Flavia delivered our opening statement, the Bruin Republicans proceeded to make fools out of themselves. Ignoring any notion of meaningful intellectual discourse, they took a soft pro-D.R.E.A.M. Act stance and then went on to do what pleases them the most, which is to mock the plights of historically marginalized communities. They do this on a rotating basis among Blacks, Muslims, and Chicanos. It happened again last night.
Their opening speaker pretended to be a member of "MEChA" who had been invited by the BRs because they were unable to debate against the meritorious D.R.E.A.M. Act. He went to claim, in a mocking tone, that Chicanos ("and Chicanas") do not need legalization because they are already rightful owners of the land, that the border wall should be built around the southwestern United States to prevent further "white-man immigration", and other lousy generalizations that have exemplified the Republican Party's fixation with MEChA and other progressive cultural organizations over the years.
Later on the debate, they blamed Democrats over the D.R.E.A.M. Act's failure and went on to tell the crowd, partially composed of some of the hardest working student immigrant advocates with whom I have had the pleasure to work, that they should mobilize and organize, rather than simply complain afterwards. Their ignorance over the issue they claim to support was quickly exposed, as they had no knowledge of the historical background of the legislation, and of how their party's leaders had consistently prevented the DREAM Act from becoming law, just like they did with AgJobs, CIR, or any other bill for legalization.
Now, if I had the ability to see beyond human basic needs, or if I could reduce their lives to the level of products and commodities, I may be better able to understand their stances in all the issues debated prior to the D.R.E.A.M. Act. But I can't understand them, and in a way, they seem to be unable to understand the hypocrisy of their party. There was no response given to the accusation that their party stays in power by playing on people's fears. Blame immigrants. Blame "gays". Blame the poor. Blame minorities. Even if you know the legislation makes sense, do not enact it if it benefits those who you can use to advance your corporate agenda.
I don't know what else their student group does. I only hear about them every once in a while, often because of their incendiary programming. And I'm not here to talk to them, because what they do does not need my validation, or deserve my recognition.
I want to talk to all the members of MEChA, IDEAS, Dreams to be Heard, Conciencia, LASA, SURGE, Espiritu, etc. All those of you who in different ways put their efforts day in and day out for something greater than themselves and to empower the Latino community. Also, to those in the crowd from VSU and APC who were there to support, and to the Bruin Democrats for giving us the opportunity to touch on one of the issues that students of color in this country are still affected by. I know it gets tough sometimes, but even in the worse times, there's hope and an opportunity to teach others about what our families and communities do, and what they need.
Thanks to all those that came out last night, and la lucha sigue.
I was invited to participate in the Bruin Democrats vs. Bruin Republicans quarterly debate. Although I'm not a member of either group, the Democrats asked me to debate in favor of the D.R.E.A.M . Act, along with two of their members, Flavia de la Fuente and Curtis Whatley.
After Flavia delivered our opening statement, the Bruin Republicans proceeded to make fools out of themselves. Ignoring any notion of meaningful intellectual discourse, they took a soft pro-D.R.E.A.M. Act stance and then went on to do what pleases them the most, which is to mock the plights of historically marginalized communities. They do this on a rotating basis among Blacks, Muslims, and Chicanos. It happened again last night.
Their opening speaker pretended to be a member of "MEChA" who had been invited by the BRs because they were unable to debate against the meritorious D.R.E.A.M. Act. He went to claim, in a mocking tone, that Chicanos ("and Chicanas") do not need legalization because they are already rightful owners of the land, that the border wall should be built around the southwestern United States to prevent further "white-man immigration", and other lousy generalizations that have exemplified the Republican Party's fixation with MEChA and other progressive cultural organizations over the years.
Later on the debate, they blamed Democrats over the D.R.E.A.M. Act's failure and went on to tell the crowd, partially composed of some of the hardest working student immigrant advocates with whom I have had the pleasure to work, that they should mobilize and organize, rather than simply complain afterwards. Their ignorance over the issue they claim to support was quickly exposed, as they had no knowledge of the historical background of the legislation, and of how their party's leaders had consistently prevented the DREAM Act from becoming law, just like they did with AgJobs, CIR, or any other bill for legalization.
Now, if I had the ability to see beyond human basic needs, or if I could reduce their lives to the level of products and commodities, I may be better able to understand their stances in all the issues debated prior to the D.R.E.A.M. Act. But I can't understand them, and in a way, they seem to be unable to understand the hypocrisy of their party. There was no response given to the accusation that their party stays in power by playing on people's fears. Blame immigrants. Blame "gays". Blame the poor. Blame minorities. Even if you know the legislation makes sense, do not enact it if it benefits those who you can use to advance your corporate agenda.
I don't know what else their student group does. I only hear about them every once in a while, often because of their incendiary programming. And I'm not here to talk to them, because what they do does not need my validation, or deserve my recognition.
I want to talk to all the members of MEChA, IDEAS, Dreams to be Heard, Conciencia, LASA, SURGE, Espiritu, etc. All those of you who in different ways put their efforts day in and day out for something greater than themselves and to empower the Latino community. Also, to those in the crowd from VSU and APC who were there to support, and to the Bruin Democrats for giving us the opportunity to touch on one of the issues that students of color in this country are still affected by. I know it gets tough sometimes, but even in the worse times, there's hope and an opportunity to teach others about what our families and communities do, and what they need.
Thanks to all those that came out last night, and la lucha sigue.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Duerme soñando
Decidieron ni discutirlo. La Opinion: Bloquean debate sobre el DREAM Act
"La gente solo observa la ropa y los hechos,
mas nunca sienten lo que hay dentro de sus pechos.
no existe entre ellos una real conexión,
pues creen tener siempre la razon?
la razon justa y procesadora,
de lo correcto que se hace cada hora.
Pero en este sueño tu estas sumergido,
mas no te sientas nunca afligido,
porque con en este sueño tu estas protegido,
y aunque te sientas un poco distante
tu alma lo dice a cada instante."
"La gente solo observa la ropa y los hechos,
mas nunca sienten lo que hay dentro de sus pechos.
no existe entre ellos una real conexión,
pues creen tener siempre la razon?
la razon justa y procesadora,
de lo correcto que se hace cada hora.
Pero en este sueño tu estas sumergido,
mas no te sientas nunca afligido,
porque con en este sueño tu estas protegido,
y aunque te sientas un poco distante
tu alma lo dice a cada instante."
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
Let me tell you
I am writing here because I am failing this damn class, not caring about comparative politics, missing out on life, and overall disappointed that this is going too fast for me to stop it, or control it.
I will be coming back more often.
I will be coming back more often.
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