We are back on track. After a short but intense summer, evrything is working on again. All gears fine! I have my classes, my new ideas and projects and some new colleagues to work with. How are you doing now? I hope you can enjoy this year again and make the most of it. I do not log in as often as I did before, but I still do it from time to time.
I hope this blog of mine and yours will help us keep in touch and share, whenever we like it, anything we'd like to say!
Carpe noctum!
Monday 5 October 2009
Thursday 25 June 2009
Tonight at seven
My dear all.
I have a memory like a sieve. I should have written this post much sooner, but my duties and my rummaging brain do not always let me act on my own.
I hope I'll see some of you tonight to thank a good friend for her always being there and her soothing company, and wish her all the best.
See you there then!
Carpe something!
I have a memory like a sieve. I should have written this post much sooner, but my duties and my rummaging brain do not always let me act on my own.
I hope I'll see some of you tonight to thank a good friend for her always being there and her soothing company, and wish her all the best.
See you there then!
Carpe something!
Thursday 14 May 2009
The Discovery Party
Time has come. It is one of those we eagerly await. Unfortunately I will not be able to make it. I am really sorry about it, but I have to be in London for the weekend.
But that will not be a problem.
I might have a pint at The Ten Bells and drink it to Jack!
I will open my umbrella and, I don't know why, think of Sunshine
I may go to an art exhibition, if I get so time for myself, and try to imagine how Sandy would look at those paintings and sculptures.
If I can spare a penny I will probably remember James Wilkinson.
And all the time I will definitely remember Virginia, her advice, her comments and suggestions, the past and most of all her future. Still unwritten and full of ideas, plans and energy.
I hope some day we can all meet and talk for a while.
By the way, do not forget to enjoy the night!
Carpe Noctum!
But that will not be a problem.
I might have a pint at The Ten Bells and drink it to Jack!
I will open my umbrella and, I don't know why, think of Sunshine
I may go to an art exhibition, if I get so time for myself, and try to imagine how Sandy would look at those paintings and sculptures.
If I can spare a penny I will probably remember James Wilkinson.
And all the time I will definitely remember Virginia, her advice, her comments and suggestions, the past and most of all her future. Still unwritten and full of ideas, plans and energy.
I hope some day we can all meet and talk for a while.
By the way, do not forget to enjoy the night!
Carpe Noctum!
Tuesday 24 March 2009
It seemed like spring
I took the metro the other day, like everyday, to go to work. There were legs and arms and bones and skin everywhere. Strips and tops and cool, light fabrics. But oh! how disappointing. It was only girls. They seemed to be the only ones that have noticed spring was already here. There had been a synchronous move, an unplanned impulse to act unanimously.
And then there were men in thick coats and leather jackets, letting perspiration enter the realms of sweating. Winter shoes and woolen socks. Bushy hair and unsaven cheeks. Headphones on, oblivious to their surroundings.
Back at the end, hidden behind a bunch of naughty ladies, there he was a man in sandals.
Carpe noctum!
And then there were men in thick coats and leather jackets, letting perspiration enter the realms of sweating. Winter shoes and woolen socks. Bushy hair and unsaven cheeks. Headphones on, oblivious to their surroundings.
Back at the end, hidden behind a bunch of naughty ladies, there he was a man in sandals.
Carpe noctum!
Wednesday 4 March 2009
Slumpuppies!
It was on the news. The Indian kids that acted in that "crappy" film Slumdog Millionaire are back at home. They have had a taste of luxury and riches they could not even dream of. A minute of glory and fame to let you know how a minority lives. Then back to where you belong!
The girl only wants to wear the dress she was wearing for the Oscars ceremony. Like a 21st century cinderella, waiting for a prince to rescue her. The little boy complains about their home without beds. He refuses to sleep on the floor and finds the smell of cow dung unbearable. He knows what a hotel room looks like and refuses to accept that he has to be condemned to that hanty tonw for life.
Their father, not knowing how to deal with that problem whipped them to make them reasonable and docile children again.
Once again, all back to normal.
Carpe Noctum!
The girl only wants to wear the dress she was wearing for the Oscars ceremony. Like a 21st century cinderella, waiting for a prince to rescue her. The little boy complains about their home without beds. He refuses to sleep on the floor and finds the smell of cow dung unbearable. He knows what a hotel room looks like and refuses to accept that he has to be condemned to that hanty tonw for life.
Their father, not knowing how to deal with that problem whipped them to make them reasonable and docile children again.
Once again, all back to normal.
Carpe Noctum!
Tuesday 17 February 2009
A hundred years ago today
the Apache military leader, Geronimo, died of pneumonia as a wasr prisoner in Oklahoma. I am not very familiar with Indian customs and traditions. I can only remember how they helped our funding fathers in Massachussetts, gave them food and drinks and that way managed to survive the rest of that cold winter of 1620.
Indians were kind to us and we kind of shared the land with them. I remember they were not very happy with our presence sometimes, and it was diffiuclt for them to understand the real value of things. The Mohawk and other Algonquines were good negociators, but in general they were difficult to deal with.
Anyway, this Geronimo seems to have been a hard type. He fought both Mexican and American soldiers for years and years. More than 5000 soldiers chased his gruop, and they finally caught them they discovered an army of 16 Indian warriors, 12 women and 6 children. He might have had magic powers indeed.
He was buried at Fort Sill (Oklahoma), and in 1918 his tomb was stolen. The thiefs took Geronimo's skull and some bones. One of the three thiefs was the grandfather of George W. Bush, who took the bones to the headquarters of Yale's secret society Skull and Bones.
So after all everything is connected and related. Present, past and future dance in circles and exchange places unexpectedly. Then again, I am living proof of that fact.
Carpe Noctum!
Indians were kind to us and we kind of shared the land with them. I remember they were not very happy with our presence sometimes, and it was diffiuclt for them to understand the real value of things. The Mohawk and other Algonquines were good negociators, but in general they were difficult to deal with.
Anyway, this Geronimo seems to have been a hard type. He fought both Mexican and American soldiers for years and years. More than 5000 soldiers chased his gruop, and they finally caught them they discovered an army of 16 Indian warriors, 12 women and 6 children. He might have had magic powers indeed.
He was buried at Fort Sill (Oklahoma), and in 1918 his tomb was stolen. The thiefs took Geronimo's skull and some bones. One of the three thiefs was the grandfather of George W. Bush, who took the bones to the headquarters of Yale's secret society Skull and Bones.
So after all everything is connected and related. Present, past and future dance in circles and exchange places unexpectedly. Then again, I am living proof of that fact.
Carpe Noctum!
Friday 13 February 2009
For the weekend
I've been absent for a couple of weeks and maybe you have missed my blockbuster recommendation. For this weekend I recommend you Nine Lives. I hope you really enjoy it.
Thursday 12 February 2009
RIP to Jack
haI think it is time we show our condolences to Jack. The mind behind his image died a few days ago. That's probably the reason why he has been absent these days.
Hans Beck was a great person. He helped many children like Jack, dream of a better world in which they were the kings and queens. They could be whatever they wanted.
What are you going to do now Jack?
I encourage all of you to send Jack a message with our condolences. He will thank you for that.
Hans Beck was a great person. He helped many children like Jack, dream of a better world in which they were the kings and queens. They could be whatever they wanted.
What are you going to do now Jack?
I encourage all of you to send Jack a message with our condolences. He will thank you for that.
Thursday 22 January 2009
Yes, he can (it seems)
Well, It seems Obama is doing his work. He's about to sign the closing down of Guantanamo. Part two is waht to do with the people there. Option 1, send the ones accussed of anything serious to a prison in the US. Option 2, release and pay some money to the ones who have been there all those years and where innocent. Option 3, send both groups to a prison in Afghanistan, like I said before and keep the public opnion quiet.
I begin to believe that this man can be taken seriously.
Another thing. My blockbuster recommendation for this weekend is Bulworth. An ironic look at US politicians and political campaigns with a funny end. I hope you can find it at the video rentals or just emule it.
And a wee taste of the soundtrack
No lyrics this time! Ah, ah...
I begin to believe that this man can be taken seriously.
Another thing. My blockbuster recommendation for this weekend is Bulworth. An ironic look at US politicians and political campaigns with a funny end. I hope you can find it at the video rentals or just emule it.
And a wee taste of the soundtrack
No lyrics this time! Ah, ah...
Wednesday 21 January 2009
Great expectations
OK This might be day 1 of year 0! I must admit that Obama has it easy, nothing can be worse than Bush. After all what can you expect of a country governed by a "Bush" and a "Dick"!
Obama has promised many things and made us believe he will do many other, but he has also made clear that Americans have work to do.
My question now is do the rest of the world have homework to do too?
He hasn't said a word about the massacre in Gaza. He has excuesed saying that he didn't want ot interfere with Bush, but he had no problem to interfere with Bush talking about Afghanistan, Guantanamo, Social Security, Financial Problems and Wall Street... He has Hillary Clinton with him (or maybe he is with Hillary) and she is totally in favour of Israel and its actions.
In favour of Obama I have to say that I always end up half-crying when I listen to his speeches. He must be a great politician and a good person or an amazing magician.
I leave with Chomsky's opinion on Obama. Quite interesting indeed (as usual coming from Chomsky).
Carpe Noctum
Obama has promised many things and made us believe he will do many other, but he has also made clear that Americans have work to do.
My question now is do the rest of the world have homework to do too?
He hasn't said a word about the massacre in Gaza. He has excuesed saying that he didn't want ot interfere with Bush, but he had no problem to interfere with Bush talking about Afghanistan, Guantanamo, Social Security, Financial Problems and Wall Street... He has Hillary Clinton with him (or maybe he is with Hillary) and she is totally in favour of Israel and its actions.
In favour of Obama I have to say that I always end up half-crying when I listen to his speeches. He must be a great politician and a good person or an amazing magician.
I leave with Chomsky's opinion on Obama. Quite interesting indeed (as usual coming from Chomsky).
Carpe Noctum
Thursday 15 January 2009
Back to normal!!!! Run students run!
We are back to normal, the teacher said. With all these videos to watch (that crazy driver à la Carlos Sáinz), poems to read and so on and so forth I feel a bit like Lola (not the one by Fassbinder) by this other one by Tom Tykwer.
Do not get mislead I do not exactly identify with the colour of the hair!
Anyway, this film is my blockbuster recommendation for this weekend, if you have some time left! Here is a wee taste to give you an idea. It has subtitles in English, since as some of you know my German is only very basic. I had to learn it to speak with many of the pilgrims live with me in Massachussetts before I feel asleep.
So much for the slow movement!
Enjoy it!
Carpe Noctum!
Do not get mislead I do not exactly identify with the colour of the hair!
Anyway, this film is my blockbuster recommendation for this weekend, if you have some time left! Here is a wee taste to give you an idea. It has subtitles in English, since as some of you know my German is only very basic. I had to learn it to speak with many of the pilgrims live with me in Massachussetts before I feel asleep.
So much for the slow movement!
Enjoy it!
Carpe Noctum!
ID
I kipped for some nights and days again. It was great to be able to escape from that Christmas crap that you were submerged into! Well that's probably your nature.
It was nice to see some of your faces in class again after the nap.
The teacher is back to work and she's making us shiver and shake!!!
The identity topic seemed interesting to me. I had been thinking about it some times, but not in the same way as we did in class.
After some sleepless days I have discovered hat we seem to have our identities quite clear, but don't you ever try to change or modify other people's identitities? What about short names and nicknames. If we call a person a short or longer form of a name aren't we trying to change its identity and adapt it to our like?
How about the Buffalo Soldiers and the prejudice they raised? Funny right? You fint for the same country that discriminates you! In the end you are used and neglected after you have done your service.
And aboriginals in Australia?, the Stolen Generation. Check what happened with them and how the British tried to obliterate them. I recommend you the film Rabbit Proof Fence. Only a few minths ago the Australian governement showed its excuses and asked for forgiveness for the atrocities they commited on the aboriginals.
And in the end they said sorry! Maybe too late!
You lose your language, your customs and traditions, your friends, your social and physical environment and in the end the colour of your skin. What's left of you?
And how do we feel? How should we feel? Are we guilty of being white? Should we be? That's an open question to all of you? Here is the response to that question by Minor Threat.
Ok, ok I'll give you the lyrics this time!
----
I'm sorry
For something I didn't do
Lynched somebody
But I don't know who
You blame me for slavery
A hundred years before I was born
Guilty of being white
I'm a convict
Of a racist crime
I've only served
19 years of my time
Guilty of being white
-----
Carpe Noctum!
It was nice to see some of your faces in class again after the nap.
The teacher is back to work and she's making us shiver and shake!!!
The identity topic seemed interesting to me. I had been thinking about it some times, but not in the same way as we did in class.
After some sleepless days I have discovered hat we seem to have our identities quite clear, but don't you ever try to change or modify other people's identitities? What about short names and nicknames. If we call a person a short or longer form of a name aren't we trying to change its identity and adapt it to our like?
How about the Buffalo Soldiers and the prejudice they raised? Funny right? You fint for the same country that discriminates you! In the end you are used and neglected after you have done your service.
And aboriginals in Australia?, the Stolen Generation. Check what happened with them and how the British tried to obliterate them. I recommend you the film Rabbit Proof Fence. Only a few minths ago the Australian governement showed its excuses and asked for forgiveness for the atrocities they commited on the aboriginals.
And in the end they said sorry! Maybe too late!
You lose your language, your customs and traditions, your friends, your social and physical environment and in the end the colour of your skin. What's left of you?
And how do we feel? How should we feel? Are we guilty of being white? Should we be? That's an open question to all of you? Here is the response to that question by Minor Threat.
Ok, ok I'll give you the lyrics this time!
----
I'm sorry
For something I didn't do
Lynched somebody
But I don't know who
You blame me for slavery
A hundred years before I was born
Guilty of being white
I'm a convict
Of a racist crime
I've only served
19 years of my time
Guilty of being white
-----
Carpe Noctum!
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