Thursday, November 18, 2010

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After resting, we went by O'Higgins. Child C has always been those who argue that a city walk or do not know, only through it. And put first. We were close to La Moneda and when the music began to arrive. In electro-techno beats. Bowling. F
entered a super to buy a sandwich. Child C leaned against the brick wall waiting the subway. And they began to appear. Entire flocks were entering and exiting the subway, supermarket, corner, who doubled and from the square in front of La Moneda, or to La Moneda. Children were-Girls-Girls and Boys of all styles, colors, hairstyles, beauty, sensuality, provocation, heights and gestures. And watched. They looked. As looking at not given. Hysterical. F
viewed from the box with the big eyes and the smile of Monalisa. Sale. He says, in short: "I found one sandwich, but the dragonflies emerge from the tiles.
- How much! There must be something "I say.
Then the groups scattered Child C is shown brandishing a flag with rainbow colors and the white star on a blue square flag Chile replicating giant rolls in the air in front of La Moneda. But this is gay!
walked to where the groups become hordes and as soon as we arrived at the Plaza, you see, under a building arch spanning the street, yes, there, where would the cars and the building (huge military squarely) is a framework, Child C and F are a stage on the dance like stitching, one at each end, two winged children, almost naked girls. In the middle of the stage giant, a quick change harangue Horde dances metal bouncing off their flags in the wind. And the music fills the walls of buildings, and bounces through the mountains of Valle.
"Gay Parade" says the sign of the stage. And they get, the Child C and F in the middle of the crowd. F looks at me and adds: - But what a piece of convention! And these conventions came in droves to participate in the debate! Will they certified? Where will they sign?
I laugh by the occurrence. And I think that would be a good idea: a convention G where, rather than seek agreement on an issue, involving dancing, drinking beer or pisco sours, kissing, rolling around on the beds of the street. Things that would be solved! The end of all wars! After all, what better way rather than agreeing with the body.
If even the social body can not avoid the party: the ladies, wives of military or administrative, they spend with their dogs and watch with horror the spectacle or the gentlemen who take the opportunity to laugh at themselves than they would if they were not so repressed. From now on, we're at the convention and the participants saturate the landscape of the falls, fast motion and robotic, blocks and blocks of music in which the scenarios multiply around a crowd would seem freed, but no.
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remember that time in Copacabana close to this date, which became a Gay Parade, which he mistook for the gay pride march, either: why not military, and never believe a more a minority ghetto. And they were, this time with Marianne, after the beach. This is the same, but in front of Santiago and the Chilean power emblems par excellence: The Money and the flag. Hordes are the same, only now with a star Chilean altered by rainbow and surrounded by police. Yes, surrounding on all sides, to saturate multiple colors of green. Stiff with their guns and derogatory gestures. Nor scenarios as there are trucks that time, but the police trucks that seem to be out of a horror movie. Better or closer, to see if they lock you up inside. No way!
But people are, even the same and different. Identical styles, costumes, dresses, skirt, pigtails schoolgirl, horns of devils-devils, forms of dance, gestures and obscenities. But the features, skins, tunes, tongues, eyes (slanted), flags, places, are different. Is that in this world, everything looks the same and different at every step, and the gay style, previously marginal, now has joined neocivilizatoria wave of globalization. From the style imposes perisferia global and here we are, staring faces, walking blocks and blocks and recibendo innuendo, babas of desire, at home, but no.
At the end, Child C hear from transformed the stage to thank and blame the police. For having performed well this round, though, he says, in the past have done so much evil. And the crowd of children-girls and girls to boys shouting wildly, while Chile's recent past was updated to purified (democratically) Gay Parade in a more global, but still able to destabilize and vibrant, despite its remarkable alignment with neocivilizatoria wave.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

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now is in the hostel. Lying in bed with springs noticeable. Look at the ceiling and walls cracked and induced patches. As if to hide what is not. For him, the terremonto; are cracking, no detachment of plaster. And look at F in the other bed. He says what he thinks. The hypothesis is less melodramatic: it is an old house, it has nothing to do with the earthquake. Just now, while they got to the bus to the center before, yes, just before going down and walk over here O'Higgins, F also had altered their assumptions: - villas No, I said Child C and F would answer: - Here, we must look elsewhere . The reality is so complex that no hesitation in doubt. After all, everything is possible and, perhaps, Chile is not the paradise that we paint from TN. As Brazil . Like Brazil. models certain sectors.

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Down the Andes. Since leaving deep grooves and the plane over here from time to time enters the empty patches suck. Oblique wings to the side, so we can see the Aconcagua and just end up passing, there in front of the airport. No end to cross the lava, earth, green and snow, we are already descending on the slopes of Santiago. The ears, as always, make a sound tight and compressed as the head seems to support, to limit pressure to explode. F spoke with a Chilean who draws the first map and it points out the bus we have to take. Puerto Center. Transportation undervalued according to our pockets, for under four dollars. It's hot. A lot. And we're all on a highway that gets us, slowly, in the city.