Christopher Reeves died today.
If he were just another Hollywood actor I wouldn't care less. But he wasn't.
When I was 16, an actor was kidnapped and killed by Pinochet forces.
Reeves came to Chile and support the Human Right cause. Our people felt his support. It was an important gesture then. It has a lot of political impact. It was my first massive political meeting.
That night I find my mum sick with worry, Pinochet had sent 100.000 soldiers through Santiago. I was lucky not to be arrested.
Christopher Reeves was a good man, a man who know he could mark the difference.
A quote, Galeano, a latin novelist:
He was a wizzard with the harp. In the plains of Colombia there was no party without him. For a party to be a party, Mese Figueredo had to be there, his dancing fingers brightening up the air and stirring the legs.
One night, on some remote track, he was assaulted by thieves, Mese Figueredo was on his way to a wedding on muleback -he on one mule, the harp on another- when the thieves jumped on him and beat him senseless.
The following day, someone found him. He was lying in the path, a filthy rag of mud and blood, more dead than alive.
And then the wretch said, with the remnants of a voice:
-- They took the mules.
And he said:
-- And they took the harp.
And he drew in breath and laughed, dribbling spittle and blood he laughed:
-- But they didn't take the music.
I really need to stop listening music, reading poetry and start working on my thesis. but hubby take the kids away, is raining, the chimeney is on...How I'm suppoused to work in such lovely atmosphere?
Some time ago I told you I hate take the kids to Mc Donald, but they threaten me into it once a year. Some of you felt surprised by my distrust to such a company. Well October 16 will be the Anti Mc Donald march all arround the world. Here are the motives:http://www.mcspotlight.org/campaigns/translations/trans_usa.html