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Diego Maradona: As I am now a man of television I have to ask a court. But then we go to what you want to do me (singing, Malpensa)
Rafaella Carrà: As you say, Commander.
DM: there is only one Commander

comes the cut. A stencil.

to victory, Drexler.
Latin Grammys.

umpf, umpf, umpf. Much

or shortly after, I can not say, but at 10, SAID AND DONE I fish in a frank discussion of national journalism, at least more open than I've heard lately. Should look carefully to account for things "terribly NOVEL" (although such time it on TV) that were said, not to mention the opportunity to hear the Director say that reading the Underline Gap because he believed in the honesty of its journalists beyond their point of view, the risks of specific micro-environment (Marcelo Pereira, Gap) to the assumption by Pereira (who at one point called Gabriel Sotelo) that journalists were lus Gap independent unique pressures because "Gap has no owner."

There were many pearls. Among those who hunted:

Gerando Sotelo: The white and red creeen that there is a plot of press because we are all left as people accuse us of being right-wing journalists and plotting against the government.

Bonus Track:

staff Journalist Said and Done, whose name I do not know: If I said half of what this man said, I throw (an interviewee on the street who said that the audience knows that there are vested interests and that the info was always smitten)

Gerardo Sotelo: From here, sure.

All this is coupled with two so horrible life circumstances unrelated living: the translation of a documentary by Canadian journalist Martin Himel on the "myth of the slaughter of Jenin" built by the English media and was labeled variously as "the truth about events in Jenin "or a" stinking piece of Israeli propaganda "and reading the latest Tom Wolfe novel" I Am Charlotte Simmons "as we know, a journalist who rose to literary status in the U.S. in the twentieth century and who far in his latest novel portrays life in the elite American university campus.

Augh,, journalism. Oh, journalism.

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culture and people

few days ago we received an email at the movies that lists the date and time of meetings for areas that the government plan called Frente Cultural Assembly. Only I had a look, but that was enough glance to see two things: that the first area to present their concerns was "Carnival" (by which I rejected immediately the alphabetical order of the agenda, as it then came AUDIOVISUAL or visual arts) and the absence of an area LETTERS.

Then, an old issue of Film Review emerged from the shelves of the library and suddenly current again. Is the number of September 1981, which contains an article on the death of Brazilian filmmaker Glauber Rocha. A box entitled "Populism only communicates illiteracy," quotes Glauber in 1968, referring to movies and Brazil, but uh ...

The Cinema Novo, rejecting film Imitation and choosing another form of expression, has also rejected the easy way out of that other typical language of nationalist art called the 'populism', reflecting a typically our political attitude. As the leader, the artist feels father's people, the watchword is' speak with simplicity so that people understand. "
In my opinion, is a lack of respect towards the public, with all that it can be underdeveloped, 'making things simple for simple people. " The town is not simple. Even when sick, hungry and illiterate, the people are complex. The paternalistic artist idealizes the subjects popular types fantastic that even in poverty have philosophy, and poor ones have only the need to form a little 'political consciousness', to enable them to overnight to reverse the historical process.
The primitiveness of this concept is even more harmful than the art of imitation, because the art of imitation has at least the courage of knowing this and justifies the 'industry of artistic taste' with profit objectives.
populist art, however, tries to justify his primitivism with a 'good conscience'. The populist artist always says: 'I'm not an intellectual, I'm with the people, my art is beautiful because it communicates', etc. But what connects? Generally communicates the alienation of the people themselves. It communicates to people their illiteracy, their very ordinariness, born of poverty that leads him to consider life with contempt.

But as everyone knows, Glauber was completely crazy. He died at 42 years and many obituary said he had "died in Brazil." "He was killed by Brazilian mediocrity, lack of vision, lack of greatness of this country" (Arnaldo Jabor). "I feel it was too good for a country to take advantage of it, the Brazilians should be aware of this tragedy, the most serious in terms of culture, died because he was unable to live with the misery of the world and the country" (Cacá Diego). "Glauber somatization to Brazil, and died of a clinical disease similar to Brazil" (Ana Ma Magalhaes).

Luckily in Uruguay there is nobody left who can murder. Or maybe he did.

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Borges Brand New

Until today I thought I had read about all that Borges would answer in interviews. But leafing through an old magazine from 1991, published on the occasion of the 15 th anniversary of the English newspaper Diario 16 and in reproducing the best articles in the supplement 'Cultures' (and while I notice that the design of the Country Cultural is suspiciously similar to Cultures and that its name is exactly the same as that of the late charge of The Observer), I find an interview with Jorge Luis Borges published in 1985. The interview is more or less the same as always, until he came to these two questions, which surprised me enough to reproduce here:

-You seem to be hostile to any state protective intervention in the arts.

is that I have received so many official awards ... Well, I do not know to what extent state intervention can be accepted. Right now in Buenos Aires, there are countless pornographic publications, magazines displayed with a photograph of ass in this or that actress and her name down. And that is sold. At the same time, you think: "Well, what better than that is spent? People get tired." It does not prevent it striking that those who are occupying positions in Buenos Aires dedicated to that. For example, a man named Pacho O'Donnell. If Fred did sign already a little suspicious right? He says: "The Indians, our ancestors ..." But how? If I am called O'Donnell, my ancestors will be druids, but not Indians. Well, this man has written a book called "Seduction of the daughter of the keeper." And I tell you that seduction is in charge of ... a lesbian, so that the content is even more serious than the title. And another man, Gorostiza, has a piece of theater is the defense of our pimp. Our culture, therefore, is in the hands of those very radicals.

you -translated Henri Michaux. As he would you have tempted other drugs?

I failed with cocaine and marijuana. I made several experiments honest, five or six. And with cocaine, yeah, I was garrulous, very nervous. With marijuana, however, I felt absolutely nothing. Now, I was about to be drunk. Every Saturday we went Francisco Luis Bernardez and I to visit the suburbs of Buenos Aires. Then, as there was not much to do, we walked into the store, so we asked, para ser criollos, una caña brasilera, un guindado oriental o lo que fuera. Eso duró algún tiempo. Hasta que un día estaba en una reunión y alguien, quizás un ángel, dijo: "Lástima que Borges sea borracho". No sé quién dijo eso, pues yo no me di la vuelta, pero dejé el alcohol en ese instante. ¿Por qué? Porque pensé que, aunque eso no era cierto, podría llegar a serlo en cualquier momento. Desde entonces no he probado el vino. Sólo un poquito de champagne, en alguna fiesta de fin de año, para no quedar como una persona hosca que se niega a la alegría ajena. Fíjese, Oscar Wilde decía que la única intoxicación es la conversación; pero él murió drunk.

I know that in Spain the word "ass" is as normal, but I found it very strange in the context of this interview, not to imagine how strange it must be said: "Borges, do not sleep the joint is turned off ".
I do not understand is how Borges could see the ass of the actresses in the magazines being nearly blind. Which leads me to assume the following dialogue: "Tell me

Mary, what magazines published today in their covers? -Butt
actresses, Borges. With just under a corresponding credit.

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Guilty by suspicion
(Warning: mixed autobiographical post)

Being about to start a short vacation, I am dam Pheidippides effect, an effect that should be recognized by physicians and social security.
Athenian messenger Pheidippides was that he ran 150 kms. for help to the Spartans before the impending battle between Greeks and Persians would happen in Marathon. After the battle ran another 42 kms. to Athens to announce victory. After fulfilling his mission, to finally rest ... forever. The story is probably one of the many Greek myths is of little importance as I, like many others, I am easy prey Pheidippides effect: while I am working I am in perfect state, but as the holidays start, I get sick. Strictly my holidays have not begun, but before its imminent and I am sneezing and coughing incessantly like a flooded engine.

This reminds me that during the first week of my vacation earlier suffered all kinds of ailments and even small encounters with nature. And since then I have the conviction that only by achieving something similar concentration to the physical. This concentration should be mainly visual and, preferably, linguistics: a written page or computer screen produce the miracle of health. I have even found that in my case, the headache is good for work because such is the concentration needed to overcome the pain threshold that, once achieved, the results are remarkable: the pain is somewhere and I see it but, above or below, think of it.

this will seem horrible to say, not so much. Beyond those who enjoy watching the endless horizon of ocean, or the vast darkness of the night sky. To me, causing me anxiety and something like an offset that some consider enriching but I feel useless and uninteresting.

Last summer I went on vacation to San Francisco, Maldonado. The house was the last of the block, had two neighbors, nearby. The house was on the side of a hill that was all that was visible from there. Cerro, horses and waders. Very nice everything.

As I said, when I'm calm in those situations, I get anxious. Not that I'm afraid, but the quiet fire my imagination into areas unheard. Something like a calm paranoia, an impotent waste delivered to the odds. I look at the clear sky and imagine an alien spaceship that comes to look, or a massive meteorite whose destination says "Piriápolis and Surrounding Areas" or a burning plane going down, down (and I swear that in previous aircraft rental episode was almost true .) And if outside the sound of a cricket becomes extremely insistent, imagine an invasion angry crickets imminent or single cricket giant has decided to take revenge on a massacre of its kind.

I will say that the improbable of situations imagined child gives me a bonus, except for a severe crack in reality, the imagined is not true. Or I think unconsciously imagining unlikely misfortune away the likely trust. But that is what would a psychoanalyst, whose diagnoses are operational simplifications more complex mental mechanisms.

All this reminds me of a Clint Eastwood movie I watched for a while. I do not know entirely what it was called that movie, but I remember clearly that she talked about the polygraph test. Of a man who despite being convicted agree to submit to the test and not passing, or a man who despite being innocent not pass the test. And I thought I would not in any way. Yo, before a test, I am always guilty even being more innocent than Heidi.

What do you see my last vacation, anxiety during states of rest and Clint E.? Well, during that vacation was, one night, sitting in the back of the house, Remo, after roasting pieces of meat on the grill with some skill. The night was clear and there was a strong and warm north wind. I said that the heat that brought the breeze was the heat of Artigas, Tacuarembó, a second-hand heat, as when one enters a movie theater and the second function is all breathed air, and gone through countless bellows half outside and everything is awful. So I went to the bathroom. When he returned, Remo was sitting very still, his back to me. On the table was the knife I had used for cooking. And I thought, "if while I was in the bathroom, someone came between the acacias and killed him with the knife, nobody on this earth believe it was not me and I expect many years in prison." Remo was alive was a kind and not just because I hope to live many years. However, that did not stop that for days had the certainty that the possibility, however slight, is one of the most powerful forces to which individuals are subjected and to which, are most vulnerable.

When this happens, reassure me thinking that in my case, the probability is a friendly force, as I am not a person or essentially fortunate or unfortunate, and always applies the average. That is, at least in my case, I hope that it becomes possible not probable. And is that one of the few magical beliefs that I have is that the fortune and misfortune, for some individuals, statistics do not apply. This is a religious statement, the statistics go crazy when to fortune and misfortune are concerned. In these cases, the dealer loses.

All this comes about because the possibility, however improbable, is the force that is at the root of the absolute tragedy. The probability should be taken by humans as part of the human avatar. The possibility and the exceptions are much more frightening statistics and the mere existence of the human race is an example too obvious to ignore.