martes, 9 de octubre de 2007

40 anniversary of the death of che

i feel worried about my city today....
I have just come from the Transmilenio in the Calendaria. The streets were lined with police. My first thought was wondering if there had been a bomb threat. Since there had been demonstrations throughout the city, especially at the universities. I believe instead that they are doing another cleansing. There were `ambulances` all over and i witnessed them pulling a homesless boy towards one of them. Taking money from another. Searching a different man. Police are choking this city.
At the university i could tell what street the demonstrations were on because of the explosions. I sat outside the entrance with the other kids watching the scene. Four tanks, riot squads, vs. students baracaded inside. The potato bombs were the most effective. After a good shot at the tanks, perhaps underneath it, or smashing a window the spectators would all clap and cheer. As if the tanks and bombs are simply there for our enjoyment. To imagine ourselves actually harming the state in the same way the tanks are harmed. Or maybe it is too close to reality. A tank leaves to resupply its ammunition of tear gas and water, or possibly it is too damaged to continue and its reinforcement is sent shortly. One tank down is nothing compared to the army behind it. A paper cut does not kill the body.
This demonstration was not as exciting and entertaining as the others. If i may use fear as my barometer. The students left once the fireworks of potato bombs and fire stopped raining down. no more excitement.... time to go home. Or perhaps i have just become used to the sight of tanks and police to surpress young people like myself. That we have no right to demonstrate in peace. The protests only become Real exciting when someone dies. Fabulously that is. The streets may be cleansed but i won`t know how many people have been shot quietly on this rainy afternoon.
Viva El Che! Viva la Revoluciòn! oppression is rampant and widespread and must be fought. Not only against the representives - the tax officials, the police, the military, the politicians... but against the Apparatus. with our ideas. through our taxes that finance blood and war. We can fight because we have acceptance of others. To love life and people! Not not hold hate in our hearts to not care about the deaths of others that are not quite like us.
To govern less, is to govern better. And i withdraw my support from these regimes of violence and destruction. I belong to no state. A government is made up of people. And if the people resist, the government falls.
We do not wait for the masses to vote upon a moral measure. Arudanti Roy... "so then do massacres and genocides become left up to a vote?"
today... I am worried about my city

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