Saturday, March 14, 2009

Denise Milani Implant

Ingathering example of civic courage


another important thing that disturbed me is that my neighborhood has become a tinderbox of social unrest. Prejudicially sure you had it as a place to live prosperous bourgeois who are not heated by anything other than their interests. Then they change their mind-you may say that The Gathering is the social conscience in action and lead the fight for the rights of citizens. And do not think that this started now. It's been nine or ten years came the first little signs stuck in the windows of some bars citing meet at the station 17 to discuss issues that concern people. You do not need to list: The Drugs, Freedom and Debauchery?, How to Educate Children in a World Without Values, The Insecurity. (If, because of insecurity is not new: my neighbors have long found this scourge and put to work, as pelandrunes politicians will not do anything about it).
When Macri won the election there was a sort of giant sigh that shook all the windows of Pueyrredón between Libertador and Santa Fe triumphal In those days my neighbors in little groups talking animatedly, waving with a smile and you opened the elevator door. But then came the first bill PRO ABL and that's the joy. Imagine: after paying $ 20 for an apartment of 150 m2 for 50 years, some owners began to pay $ 100. Nonsense. Then there was a few months of relative silence. It was the calm before the storm, the harbinger of a new revolt that finally erupted a year ago. There was good again. The names of the streets again to have a sense: caceroleo in support of agricultural enterprises made French, Beruti, Larrea and Azcuénaga will rise from his grave and come back to life for a few days. There were scenes of confusion at the empty shelves, ladies inflamed first protested against the government but with a whisper faded away as they remembered that it was the government who were blocking roads and pouring milk on the shoulders. Despite the self-contradictory slogans that were heard on the street in those days it was exciting to come out into a steak from a wave of berets with thorns and panties Charpentiers Aux. Even the capybara sandals and guards Cardon pampa were spared for a time his upstart false. The restaurant La Quebrada sold humita and carbon to shit and The Residence and the room was tired of Repulgue and deliverables patties day and night, because as well as after the bombing of the AMIA in one week we were all Jews, during those days in my neighborhood were all of the field. Of that great protest movement filled the streets every time the chain mail was being summoned to cacerolazo pathetic sound of a lone pot (my downstairs neighbor, psychologist walking his dog limping in a baby carriage) until that too was dying as Bumberg candles. What saved us was the emergence of gentrification in the Collects Rapist. That sure you saw it on TV. For some weeks the spirit of neighborhood solidarity was strengthened as never before. The porters watched with eyes oblique, husbands escorted the women to taxis, the doors were closed with double-locked, changed locks and alarms were installed in the elevators, were sold whistles and pepper spray and every human being under 60 years of male secondary characters was regarded with suspicion. In those days, forget about a mine go up the elevator with a stranger. Spontaneous Patrols advised by experts from the 17 photocopied the identikit of the suspect and hit him in the front doors. Above the face, which was identical to any other dark-haired young man's face scared, there was this text: THIS IS THE RAPIST of Recoleta. THANK Down said.
Finally also the reason diluted binding: the police caught the perpetrator (which is not nothing like the identikit), no more was said about the subject and little signs disappeared. The ingratitude of the middle class has no limits.
was five or six weeks of unbearable calm until the wick revolutionary re-ignite Ingathering for good reason: the parking meters Pueyrredón. Neighbors gathered in a corner and shouted through a megaphone

-Meters
no!
-Meters
no!

After walking a block holding a sign that said parking meters will not. If someone asked them explained that there are few parks in the area and is very expensive to park where parking meters. After a month of protests, the government withdrew the city's water goes without saying. And you think that there are no more complaints? Not really. It would be very easy to be complacent and fall into inaction, which is the worst sin of citizenship. Changing Pueyrredón hand was the spark that started a new Recoletazo, that the rulers know that the people do not fuck. This time the marches were short-lived because Macri did not much notice. A sign said NO TO DOUBLE HAND! and another WITH NO KIDS! Hoarse someone translating the slogan on the megaphone:

"Our children are in danger!
hand-Double bring pollution!
"The buildings are not designed for dual hand!
-The medians are going to crack!

The mobile tele seal the corners and protest, which added fifteen people, appeared on all channels. I heard a lady who harangued into a microphone:

"We want to live in peace! The dual labor Pueyrredón is an aggression that we will not tolerate! Macri of the face!
On the other hand, the group of militants stopped to a group 95 which premiered the double hand. They got two morochos shouting "Tamo going to laburar, oligarchs!" and the oligarchs were answered from below "We are also working for the health of our children!" There were some scuffles, the bus driver got off with a stick, the rebels retreated, the TV cameras recorded the group and start again. One door hung two Groncha were singing "And Macri's shit! And Macri's shit!"
The neighbors were right: the change of hand and caused some casualties. An old woman three years older than I was distracted and went under a bus and crashed the day after a car and a motorcycle (the car driver was not aware of the change of address). Until today, there were cracks in buildings and also a visible increase in smog. What of pollutants may be, but while still producing in the privacy of the home not going to find out. For now the only true and verifiable is sung by morochos 95.

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