Not mine for sure part 3. Galeano

Not mine for sure part 3. Galeano

A Poem by Ben

Eduardo Galeano

I forgot which one of his books this comes from, probably 'open veins of Latin America'

"Forgetting, as the powerful say, is the price of Peace, and they impose on us a peace based on accepting injustices as an everyday norm. They've gotten us used to a peace in which life is scorned and remembering prohibited. The media and the schools don't do much to help us integrate reality and memory. Every fact appears divorced from the rest, divorced from its own past and the past of every other fact. Consumer culture, a culture of disconnectedness, trains us to believe things just happen. Incapable of recalling its origins the present paints the future as a repitition of itself; tomorrow is just another name for today. the unequal organization of the world, which beggars the human condition, is part of eternity, and injustice is a fact of life we have no choice but to accept. Does history repeat itself? Or are its repititions only penance for those who are incapable of listening to it? no history is mute. no matter how much they burn it, break it, and lie about it, human history refuses to shut its mouth. Despite deafness and ignorance, the time that was continues to tick inside the time that is. the right to remember does not figure among the human rights consecrated by the UN, but now more than ever we jmust insist on it and act on it. Not to repeat the past, but to keep it from being repreated. Not to make us ventriloquists fro the dead but to allow us to speak with voices that are not condemned to echo perpetually with stupidity and misfortune. When its truly alive, memory doesn't contemplate history, it invites us to make it. More than in museums, where its poor old soul gets bored, memory is in the air we breathe, and from the air it breathes us."

"Poisoned is the earth that inters or deters us
there is no air only despair, no breeze, only sleeze
no rain, except acid rain.
no parks, just parking lots
no partners, only partnerships
Companiese instead of nations
Consumers instead of citizens
Agglomerations instead of cities
No people, only audiences
No relations, except public relations
No visions, just televisions.
To praise a flower, say: "it looks plastic." "

Peace

© 2014 Ben


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