Archivo | agosto, 2003

The only wrong way

28 Ago

Lately the world has been trying to find the God of War in the sky.
The results of a systematized lack of introspection has left us equally blind to the living creatures of 5,000 years ago. If it has legs it’s human, if it’s red it’s bloody, if it’s beyond our understanding then it’s exactly what we need to prove our ignorant superiority.
The God of War* is represented these days by a mere dot above us, somewhere, anywhere above the grey clouds that cover the summer sky, when it would be easier to find it inside this planet, in a country, as a very known person, a man that’s as temporal as all men in the world, as mortal as he has proved to the universe.
*”El independiente”, Jun-Aug MMIII.

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Your honour

25 Ago

Images of people, all covered with the lighter remains of a building that was bombed, their fear was screaming constantly, maybe as a way to prove themselves that they were still alive or maybe because they instinctively wanted to find a way out.
They had a very particular appearance, because of the dust they looked all grey, and some had bright red stripes of blood flowing in different places.
I feel very sorry for the death of a Brasilian member of the UN, Brasil is a peaceful country, very far from the dark interests that lead to the destruction of lower Mesopotamia.
But I do wonder, why is people surprised that a member of the UN died at a bombing if the UN did nothing to prevent thousands from being bombed by the U.S.N.A.?
I can’t seem to understand why after the whole world saw the real interests inside the UN there’s shock about what happened. Is it that maybe the UN is a peaceful and respected organization only when it comes to save themselves? And how about the time when they had to raise their voices to help lower Mesopotamia?
I’m only guessing that the peopl
e working at the UN really enjoy the status they have, but when it comes to them doing something to avoid a massacre from happening the UN representatives automatically become just like any other person.

Ya hablando de Argentina

22 Ago

Siempre hay alguien interesante a quien escuchar o a quien leer, y esto es independiente, en esta ultima categoría, de si haya ganado un Nobel o no.
Viéndolo detenidamente, primero esta dios, lo creador, la mente suprema, lo primero, la esencia del todo, y después, justo abajo donde comienzan los seres humanos, ahí esta Borges.
“Solomon saith: There is no new thing upon earth.
So that as Plato had an imagination, that all knowledge was but remembrance;
so Solomon giveth his sentence, that all novelty is but oblivion.

Francis Bacon, Essays, LVIII”
Tomado de la primera pagina (-7-) del primer cuento (El inmortal) escrito por J. L. Borges en El Aleph.

Dulce Hogar Alabama

16 Ago

Considerado en su tierra natal como una encarnación de dios y en el resto del mundo de habla castellana como un genio musical así es como sobrevive Charly Garcia.
Sinceramente no comprendo bien esas devociones por personajes cuyo talento es mínimo o inexistente pero que alcanzan una fama estratosferica por el simple hecho de haber nacido en un lugar donde determinados talentos son muy escasos.
Y escuché hace ya algún tiempo de que el músico Charly Garcia estaba muy mal de salud y de animo, al aparecer imágenes de el, totalmente acabado fisicamente y perturbado, se hacían los comentarios que el señor estaba en ese estado por un auto boicot, porque el no había soportado la presión de su enorme talento.
Si es así, lo lamento mucho, el sr. se acabo en vano, el sr. carece de talento y no es mas que un músico del montón, si es que a músico podría llegar.
¿Por qué opino así?, Los grandes éxitos del sr. son principalmente y si no mal recuerdo: “Estoy Verde” grabado hace unos 20 años, “No voy en tren” de las mismas fechas, “Nos siguen pegando…” igual, y últimamente solo he escuchado una que dice:
“Sweet Home Buenos Aires, donde el cielo es tan gris, Sweet Home Buenos Aires condenado país”
No soy seguidora de la música folklórica de los inmigrantes a E.U.A. pero si conozco aquella primera canción de Lynyrd Skynyrd.
¿Qué es peor, el autoplagio o el plagio?

Con el apagon, que cosa sucede

15 Ago

A city full of people that applauds the murders of the poor and the innocent suffered yesterday from a lethal, dramatic, infamous, violent and bloody… lack of electricity.
Any other city would have been ok with it, any other city would have accepted it, any other city would have used the opportunity to open their eyes and look at the sky in a way they have never done before, but this was not any other city, this was the city of fear, the city of movie drama, and what was seen were hundreds of faces deformed by terror.
I remember one in particular, the face of a teenager that was crying in a complete state of hysteria not because her parents had been bombed, not because she had lost her whole family and never because her legs had been cut off by some soldier after raping her savagely, she was desperate because she was about to be rescued from a subway that couldn’t reach it’s destiny because there was no electricity.
I’m not going to believe that this city’s electricity shut down was possible because of an invisible attack from a mysterious man living in a primitive remote culture, I’m actually more prone to believe is was an act of political terrorism, exactly like the one that city’s government planned will happen on a September from almost 3 years ago.

Talking about…

13 Ago

that B&W TV, I heard in the news about “The first wedding from outer space”, and I didn’t wonder about why things always seem to be the first anymore.
The truth is that it wasn’t a first anything, as usual, in this case it was just some couple that wanted to appear in the news and, instead of doing it with the privileged information that an astronaut could give, they did it using the best way they could find: “Show business”.
Of course nobody wanted to be in history for being a dull astronaut, they wanted to be in the front pages of the superficial for being the first human couple to get married outside planet earth.
That, obviously, didn’t happen, we couldn’t even expect a couple of astronauts getting married inside a space chip, what did happen was a woman wearing a wedding dress getting married to the image of his astronaut boyfriend that was inside a spaceship; If my english was better…it wouldn’t be so bad.
But of course many people seemed to find last week’s “first wedding” special and amusing, specially the part of the honey moon, it was surely the perfect wedding for a guy whose high intelligence took him as far as outer space.
Who said travelling to the moon was a task that monkeys could have never thought of?

Encueratriz venida de menos a menos

13 Ago

“¡madre santa!”, eso pensé cuando vi el avance de un programa de TV sobre una viejecita que se creyó joven y lo peor, que se creyó bailarina.
No vi el programa, claro, solo vi que seria sobre una snob mas que piensa vivé el arte solo porque se retuerce en un escenario donde snobs de menor nivel pagaron $300 pesos por evento.
Al parecer era la historia de una señora de edad avanzada que decidió aprender danza y años después, ya de edad muy avanzada se creyó que podía danzar y le daba hasta por encuerarse en el escenario.
Y ese era el espectáculo, una anciana de pellejos aguados restregandose en el piso de un escenario intentando sacar algo de su pobre y muy flácida existencia.
Que quede claro, no la critico por anciana, la critico por ridícula.
He visto muchos programas de bailarinas, ballerinas y hasta señoras que tienen el gusto por el baile y jamás había sentido que mis ojos eran bombardeados con tal insensatez, no tiene que ver la edad, ni que tan clásica o elegante sean consid
erados la música y los pasos, es el creerse lo que no se es.
Si la señora se hubiera autodenonimado como fetichista pateticamente nefasta pues el programa hubiera sido un éxito, pero así, ya esta no fue la primera critica mordaz que escucho sobre ella, la tipa era un asco.
Que ella se engañe se lo paso, pero que en la televisora hayan pensado que la cosa era como se describió eso si no lo perdono, ¡No vuelvo a ver el 22 los sábados a las 8pm!.