Category Archives: violence

I thought you killed yourself… that wasn’t you?

That funny line from one of my favorite movies, Garden State, brings me to a very short, equal parts shocking and intriguing, post. Remember how back in june I was all “fuck this shit, man”, when the assassination of a fellow guatemalan, lawyer Rodrigo Rosenberg, made global headlines? The international aid commission that oversaw the investigation came to this conclusion: Rosenberg’s homicide was orchestrated by himself. If your spanish is in shape, you might benefit from this document, which was presented yesterday at a press conference, and summarizes the comission’s verdict.

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This calls for an angry e-mail

It didn’t take long for me to be completely offended by this biassed article about Twitter use in Guatemala and Iran. I usually don’t write people to give them a piece of my mind, but this time the author -Elizabeth Lazar- crossed the line. I share with you my e-mail:

Dear Elizabeth:
 
As a fellow writer and guatemalan citizen (not to mention part of that evil cyber community), I’m trully distressed by the statements included on your article Is Twitter Really a Tool for Democracy? Clearly, you have not lived in Guatemala, or are aware of President Colom’s poor handling of our nation’s finances (the last campaign he lost, about 4 years ago, included soft money donations from corrupt officials of the Portillo administration… to which he pleaded complete ignorance), and of how the “poor farmers’s” support is rallied by local councilmen. The corruption of our current government is all around… ask people who work at culture state institutions, who are asked to “volunteer” part of their monthly wages to “The Party”, and who are basically forced to attend demonstrations in favor of Àlvaro Colom, if they want to keep their jobs. I suggest you start reading some of the guatemalan press and get your facts straight.
 
P.S. And as far as a political agenda of the cyber community… I doubt there is one, beyond the public display of outrage with this administration’s complete lack of interest in solving the crime and lack of security issues that have taken the lives of thousands of guatemalans -Rodrigo Rosenberg included- in about 18 months and counting.”

 Update: Liz was kind enough to reply a couple of times to this original e-mail, here’s the last of her responses:

“Given how inflamed things are in your country and how much is at
stake, I understand your frustration.
As far as I’m concerned, outrage is a much preferred state to apathy”.

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Does your country…?

Does your country enacts its officials to persecute “enemies of the state”? Mine does.

Does your country allows president elects that have confessed to assassinations, to take office? Mine does.

Does your country asks state employees to “donate” part of their wages to the official party? Mine does.

Does your country rounds up people from rural and urban sides alike (while threatening to retrieve welfare benefits if they refuse) to “show support” for the administration? Mine does.

Does your country play musical chairs with its population?

I think you’ve guessed the answer…

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You tweet, you piss off the wrong people, you get arrested

Guatemala’s current political and social mayhem (derived from the recent execution of a whistle blower attorney Rodrigo Rosenberg) has proved that social media is not a place where you can speak your mind without fear of retribution. Guatemalan tweeter Jean Ramses Anleu Fernández, an information technology worker, was arrested today, charged with “financial panic”. Here’s the whole story:

http://www.boingboing.net/2009/05/14/guatemala-twittering.html

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No one’s dying anytime soon

Footsteps, misteps, falling

debris.

I seek shelter from gospel

choirs.

The politics of truth

gang up on me,

they’re not my truths

not my policies.

Bullets stray, voices are raised

guilty parties whose names

are named.

You speak of mortality, joy and I listen.

Yet, I’m afraid.

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Dear Billy (the day my cat died)

I remember the day I adopted both you and your brother (Cucho). My friend Sue was telling me to hold you, in order to pose for the adoption photographs. It was weird for me, ’cause I had never being in contact with cats, and here I was, getting 2 into my life. You were the shy one, back when I lived in my old apartment, but after your second surgery, you became sweeter and more affectionate with me. When the 3 of us moved back to my parents’s home (later, Pishus would join us), just for a few months, you captured my mom’s heart (she never forgot how you still went up to her, when mom and dad visited my new apartment). It was no secret that you were an ill cat, I knew that from the beginning, and I am grateful to have had your love and company for over 4 years. However, dear partner, I sure am gonna miss ya. I know Cucho will miss grooming you, Leia will have one less cat buddy to harrass (Pishus forgave you for the tag team beating you and your brother gave her) . Rest easy sweetheart, you’ll always be here with me.

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