Mapuches

     Well, I don’t know much about the Mapuche’s situation, it’s a shame I know, because we all should care about it. It’s not the lack of caring what kept me away from the problem, it’s just that if I want to know what is happening I would have to look at newspapers (or the media in general) and it’s an unavoidable fact that every information source it’s a little bit influence by some of the sides.
     By nature, moral and humanity I’ll be inclined to the Mapuche’s side, partially because I'm against the goverment and everything they stand for, but anyway I want to know the pure facts and the media hide this information or sweet it up for us in order to make us believe that this is not as important (or more) than the miners situation. So there it is! My excuse for my lack of knowledge.
     I do believe it’s unfair what is happening, but it’s more unfair that from the beginning of this all situation the news (and the government) were hiding it and now, that it’s too much for denial the problem, it’s being shown and use like a nationalistic metaphor in order to make people believe that is utterly fair what is happening to the Mapuches (At least that is what I have seen). I mean, to hear what the president said at the ONU conference the other day was a crying shame, when he implied that the Mapuches were unconscious people, because mean while there was an entire country devoted to save the life of thirty two, there were others that were attempting against their own life (and all the rest of the shitty things he said). Beside I’ve hear some people saying things like “the Mapuches don’t even consider themselves as Chilean, why should we be worrying about them?” and all those ignorant, prejudice and extremely dull arguments to justify the unjustifiable. I think that all those things are unfair, cause it takes away the credibility and the importance that we should be giving to the matter. A hunger strike it's the most extrem way of show us  that it is important to discus some themes because are people willing to go all the way through in order to make others understand their problems.
     The whole problem with the Mapuches it’s because the lack of identity that we have always had. We cheat ourselves with all the (what can be perfectly call) plastic traditions and the bicentenary illusion to make ourselves believe that we are part of something call Chile, but the true is that we do not belong to anywhere, many people say that they love Chile and their beautiful landscape, etc. but they don’t hold respect for the environment (for example), and so on with all the rest of the things that are in this country. All those things got me thinking that maybe we don’t really have a culture, it’s sad and maybe extreme but it’s true, in one hand we denial our origins and on the other we pretend to have other orings that are extremely mystified by the old continent. That it's such phony identity that it is very clear to me that holidays like September the eighteen are not a national independence holiday (cause either way it’s not even the real independence day) and instead is, as I call it above, “the September 18th holiday” a day for eat and drink the equivalent to our own body weight. Beside is so obvious how uncomfortable some people look when they try to do something “traditional”, it looks so out of place!
     So, sure! we don’t fully understand why it's so important for the Mapuches to continued having the way of living that they have had for hundred of years, and that it's partially because we are so far from their reality. we spend too much time trying to brake the link that we must, at some point, had with our origins, that understand a whole different form of view the world it’s difficult. I think that the only thing we can do it’s to open our mind and get out of ourselves at least a little bit, and especially, get out of our phony, hedonist and capitalist thought, especially when it is a fact of life or dead.

Nowhere man... (actually woman)

     While I was writing the last three posts I thought that it would be a lot easier if I could just choose the theme of them¸ but now that I must choose it, paradoxically, I can't choose anything. That’s because it could be anything, and doesn’t really matter what I write about as long as I do it.

     Two hundred and fifty words of anything, that’s what I been told to do. I find that a bit anguishing because I must choose something, but there is no subject in particular that makes me get inclined to it. So, how can I choose when there is nothing to choose?.. or everything to choose?.. See what I mean?

     At first I though that whatever I write about it must be something cool, that makes people read it and maybe convince someone that I’m cool (thought I'm not), but that’s not easy to do, cause even if a choose some cool theme, nothing can assure that it would be cool executed, cause probably it won’t be well written. Actually the fact that my native language it’s Spanish, and that my brain works the syntax in that way, can assure that whatever I write about would end up being structurally lame, even though the theme is cool.

     Anyway, at first I though about music as a theme, I though that a post about some, not well known, but anyway great musician it would be something great to write about. So I thought about Nick Drake (cause I just love him) and the British folk scene of the 60’s. But then figured that for that purpose it would be necessary to start talking about the USA folk scene, which is something that it would take a lot more time (and a lot more words). I mean of course I could just let all that out of my post, and concentrate in describing how unbelievable lonesome you get to feel when you listen to songs like “place to be”, but I know myself and I can not get to just one point, I’m very disperse. That’s why; even though it seems a simple task, I can’t just choose one subject.

     The thing is that I’m afraid that my post will turn out to be crappy and everybody who read this would think that it’s crappy. So even though I think that literature would be a great theme for me to choose, I won’t choose it, cause as much as love books (especially the way they smell… and I’m not creepy!) I don’t know if I had what it takes to make a “worthy to read” critic.

     I guess there are a lot of things that I would like to talk about, like my geeky love for dinosaurs and my geeky guilty pleasure for watching the vlogbrothers on youtube (if you don’t know who the hell are they I would highly recommended, unless you are some kind of bully kid who doesn’t appreciate nerd culture). But the problem of the lack of topic in this post (I’m really sorry for that) it’s doom to my lack of concentration… not just now but always.

     About this last point, I have to say that in many ways I’m some kind of envious of past generations, cause they had this type writing machines that were created for the only purpose of writing, which kept them away from any distraction. Nowadays we can’t fully focus on writing without stopping every five minutes to check something on google or any other web site. This is something I’m constantly fighting with when I have to write an essay. Cause starts with me, sitting in my desk chair, with the propos of remain there till’ the most clever observation, from Peter Bürger’s book (or any other theorist), come out of my brain, but nothing happen, so I became all frustrated and start questioned my intelligence or my talent (or the lack of it) and everything turns out to be just a random ramblings about nothing… just like this post.

     The reason I’m writing this it’s because I thought that maybe I’m not the only person who feels like this, and also because I once read that John Lennon wrote the song Nowhere man one day that he was feeling that he was out of inspiration (though, the fact he wrote it shows that he was, in fact, inspired). So, as that song turn out to be one the greatest songs ever written by The Beatles, I though that this post could also be great (but I know it won’t).

so, good night unto you all!