I'm coming from a rat and squirrel high induced by the celebration of Christmas in a catholic country and the historical licences taken by a man I finally see as a genius. Kill Jack part one and two never did it for me.
To spark thought is a writer's greatest achievement.
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My thoughts on abejas doradas (though not really a reply).
Spanish poetry is filled with sadness of people awkwardly reinventing their identity. Even now. From a Peninsula known for great cathedrals, famous banishment of entire cultures and cultural assimilation to politically strong-willed countries who fail to realize that their uncomfortably p.c. status as the second world will remain so until we grow politically tired.
That is neither a comment on their quality of character or prose. Both of which depict a sometimes terribly melancholic past.
A great English teacher of mine and I once engaged in a conversation regarding peace. Octavio PAZ i should say. Paz argued in his masterpiece that Mexicans (and through extension all formerly conquered countries of the explorador/conquistador kind) are the product of la chingada or rape. The problem is that we have taken this thesis to heart though it didn't come through the same literary channels for all. For some it came through cheap government propaganda that would make the author of a little red book cringe. Now we sit back and use it as an excuse for mediocrity. That's why I listen to the reality once depicted by Jaime Sabines.
My thoughts on the new Samsonite travel bag.
While I agree that rational thought is often too much of an ideal, I do think travelling with a toothbrush in your back pocket and a double sided jacket is a good ideal if only because it lets you free to do a lot of shopping at your destination of choice. To even further my otherwise over-extended analogy, I travel with carry-on only means that I have some but I work hard at allowing the possibility of the future to jump in fron tof me at all time.
To be devoid of baggage might, I agree, indicate a lack of emotional connection which can be disturbing at best. No body wants a machine (except that guy from "Say Hi to Your Mom" who was "In love with an android but so what?").
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As a final parting thought I would like to point out that my writing for the next couple of weeks is written from exile (from which of the two countries I currently limbo between I'm not quite sure). There's a place in Dante's paradise for people like me. And I'm sure Moore (Chris not Sicko) could include satirical elements in his next overly enjoyable piece.
I can see how traveling light might mean no emotional attachment, but I have tended to travel light and often for the opposite reason: because I feel so deeply and connect so easily. I have spent my adult life in fear of what it might mean to actually stay. To nest. To commit. It scares me mostly because I grew up seeing commitment as that which makes people I love stick it out through circumstances of exploitation and degradation. "No thanks", I used to feel. Nowadays I am trying the more empowered approach given that logically (and as a reaction) I have created a life where I can avoid many of those traps/behaviors others suffered... but the emotional clamp is hard to shake. Still.
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