tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83844072024-03-23T11:58:29.809-06:00Mañana no hay lógicaShe had learned that in words and in language, and there only, she could have whole and consummate being (Scott Momaday)Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.comBlogger792125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-24876377978132692842021-12-13T21:54:00.000-06:002021-12-13T21:54:06.100-06:00Revenge of souls ajarI used to understand my despair. On the clear mind of my youth, the source was identified as the (necessarily true) condition of been unable to please everyone. I called this the perverse limitation. We are not the source of pleasure for the world. Now I see that this was half of a truth that needed to be constructed over many years of lack of socially accepted pleasure. We don't really know what we want, hence, even the allotted share of possible circles of pleasure are imposible because we don't search them. <div><br /></div><div>I know I'm not the first privileged hand writing from despair. That diminishes nothing of the despair itself. As much as the world doesn't owe me pleasure, I don't owe the world reverence to what has happened before me. I'll cease one day, entirely, and my despair will not ameliorate anyone else's.</div><div><br /></div><div>Still I resent the pedestrian conditions of it, it's dopamines, it's ideologies, the religious tales that convince us that our struggle was cosmic and that anything mundane to solve it was a mark of low self respect. I wish I loved me so to put the chisel in the rock and just hammered away. </div>Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-42497394101525803502021-11-05T08:17:00.000-06:002021-11-05T08:17:55.963-06:00Feelings<p>I think this may be coherent: feelings are electro-chemical responses to the environment. Unlike other events akin, they'll have a more direct endocrine effect in our bodies.</p><p>Sadness is a direct correlate of happiness. Whatever causes happiness, it starts an allocation of resources to engage the source (people "perk up" when they're happy). Sadness is the immediate depression of such allocation together with the warning that it could leave you in a deprived state if the allocation is missmanaged or constantly repressed.</p><p>Wise as your body is, we are not going to die because we keep engaging sources of happiness, not matter how unfruitful they turn out to be. I'd go a step forward and claim that the constant allocation of resources doesn't even have to have a source. As demanding as it may be for our bodies, we can take it.</p><p>As Wittgenstein said, the only moral command could be, be happy!</p><p> </p><p><br /></p>Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-18490246057903636342020-03-17T18:17:00.001-06:002020-03-17T18:17:03.567-06:00Covid19<br />
<div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;">
A society that will
be disrupted by a virus with a mortality rate of ~3% cannot be described as
advanced, let alone just. The predilected sign of dire circumstances for our
capitalist rulers, the plummeting of the financial markets, is a direct
consequence of us, regular folks, stopping our consuming; a consequence of us
losing our part time jobs and defaulting on our monthly bills and credits. Yet,
all the measures for economic relief will be directed to the investors and
capital owners, very little tied to that first link in the chain. The tale they
are going to tell us, that available Fed money will impact little business via
readily available credit, is not only a veiled menace of further debt, it will
simply not benefit us. Remember the business structures of pre-2008, remember
the amount of full time positions and long term contracts that simply stop
existing. After 10 years of economic growth, did any of the business return to
their pre 2008 structure? Our "economy" will survive, hour livelihood
will have to wait.</div>
<div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;">
Unfortunately,
that's not even the most important aspect, as our capitalist rulers try to
convince us. Real lives are starting to get lost and every system in America
will not only be ill-prepared to properly handle the crisis, in all likelihood
it will exacerbate it. The prime example of testing for the sickness we
face--we literally don't know the spread of the disease since we don't test
people for it--will only get worse as the markets try to pounce on the
opportunity to make a buck. Once the federal test run out --if they even roll
out-- companies will be in their desired position of charging whatever they
want for a product with the ultimate demand. Can you imagine a less just
society than the American to make these free market test available for those
who need them?</div>
<div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;">
Our social
distancing, besides not being enforced in any way, it's being disregarded by
entire populations of people with cases reported among them. Florida is the
latest example on line, but today irresponsible government officials let 3
states run their primary elections. At the same time, poorly developed and
thought-out measures for testing have produce big conglomerations of people. In
the coming week, Illinois and Florida will join Washington, Seattle and New
York as foci of the infection.</div>
<div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;">
Once the virus hits
the prison populations, there will not be means, nor probably the political
will, to help folks incarcerated. They will be in a perverse reverse quarantine
with no help form the State. </div>
<div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;">
Of course, our
health system is not only extremely expensive and relatively small, is also not
prepared to attend a public health crisis. Proportionally, we have less
resources than Italy and nobody think they have it under control. Even with our
current measures, hospitals will be overrun, professionals overfatigued and in
dangerous situations. Be ready to be denied assistance.</div>
<div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;">
I'm not sure that
even basic, cornerstone, implements of the American so called capitalist
society will be able to keep up since for simple stuff as restocking of malls
and transportation of goods, we have been using part time labor that will not
be in the best shape, or even still hired, to performed their task. Our hope
now is that Amazon will hire more people to fulfill our online shopping. This
is the best example of what we have let capitalist do with America, a monopoly
in charge of our staples.</div>
<div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;">
I think this is the
best time to regain the country we have been denied for so long. We should not
support any bailout that does not include direct help for the working people of
America. We should not condone any measure that doesn’t take into account the
health and livelihood of working people of America. We should not let
capitalist make the most of a bad situation for themselves again. This is not a
labor for tomorrow, for when this is over, this is the time to take this
country back. </div>
<br />Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-34404501708290243932019-03-28T17:56:00.000-06:002019-03-28T17:56:01.454-06:00Apropos of the latest assault on Gaza<blockquote class="tr_bq">
The havoc wrought by Cast Lead might have been wanton, but method incontestably informed this madness. If Israel possessed fine “grid maps” of Gaza and an “intelligence gathering capacity” that “remained extremely effective”; and if it made extensive use of state-of-the-art precision weaponry; and if “99 percent of the firing that was carried out [by the air force] hit targets accurately”; and if it only once targeted building erroneously—indeed, if Israel itself provided most of the data just cited, then, as the Goldstone Report logically concluded, the massive destruction Israel inflicted on Gaza’s civilian infrastructure must have been premeditated. It “resulted from deliberate planning and policy decisions throughout the chain of command, down to the standard operating procedures and instructions given to the troops on the ground”.* In other words, if Israel was able to pinpoint its targets and if, by its own acknowledgment, it could and did hit these designated targets with pinpoint accuracy, then it cannot be contended that the criminal wreckage resulted from mishap or a break in the chain of command. What happened in Gaza was <i>intended</i> to happen, by everyone from the soldiers who executed the orders to the officers who issued them to the politicians who approved them. “The wholesale destruction was to a large extent deliberate”, Amnesty concluded, “and the integral part of a strategy at different levels of the command chain, from high-ranking officials to soldiers in the field”.**<br /><o:p> </o:p>*Goldstone Report, paras. 54, 62, 1180, 1182, 1185-91, 1891; Cordesman, “Gaza War”, p. 18<br />**Amnesty International, <i>Operation “Cast Lead”</i>, p. 55.</blockquote>
<div style="text-align: right;">
Norman Finkelstein, <i>Gaza</i>, An Inquest Into Its Martyrdom, 2018. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-46234690565863282702019-01-11T22:15:00.001-06:002020-02-05T17:23:03.999-06:00New PostsI want to imagine a language, the one I create when I write, that could mold the instant into shapes that are adequate for the intellect, soothing for the soul, loud to the ears of others, important for me. I lost the interest in myself, the only subject matter that enliven my attention, a number of years ago and this disregard destroyed the tools I used to create my experience. They were simple tools; memory, concentration, a certain ability to step back from the learned automatic reactions to situations and observe, as in a script perhaps, what other opportunities the present lent for ourselves. The tools were crafted through reading and somewhat reinforced by writing. I can't explain you the length of my disregard. I think of "the last thought I had" and it takes me back 3, 4, maybe even more years back. The last night I spend with myself, toying, in the most graceful sense of the word, with my ideas, my words, my feelings, my sense of personhood, lost in the repetition of the days passed.<br />
There's obviously no one to point as the cause of this but me, and it feels so grotesquely sad, the strength of the feeling schizophrenically growing if not checked and contained. It's nonetheless appealing to that old self--buried as it is in layers of malaise--to find my new, simple self, capable of a creation so full of amorphous energy. It was Nietzsche who said that our best seasons were those in which we called our biggest flaws, our greatest strengths. Crumbs of a much simpler, yet truer, way to understand our own experiences, we can grow out of our flaws.<br />
Large intermezzo about how flaws are computed based on a frame of reference, etc.<br />
I want to imagine a language that says something, that poses questions that need and can and want to be answered. I want to talk and hear and listen and feel. I want to be human again. At the beginning there was language, said Peter, and despite the guilty feeling that we haven't shed such a sick mind frame, there's so much true on the saying; here is language, and I'm in language, and I'll be as long and as far and as present and alive as is that language that I imagine and that I write now. The option to be born again by typing some simple lines--perhaps too close to the appeasing effect of a prayer.Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-6457024797661441462019-01-11T18:01:00.001-06:002019-01-11T18:01:43.888-06:00Creo en un solo dios todo poderoso <p dir="ltr">Cree en tus mitos.<br>
</p>
Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-31667437000182183072016-11-29T19:30:00.000-06:002016-11-29T19:30:13.362-06:00WASP<blockquote class="tr_bq">
It went without saying that Mr. Mawhinney was a Christian, a long-standing member of the great overpowering majority that fought the Revolution and founded the nation and conquered the wilderness and subjugated the Indian and enslaved the Negro and emancipated the Negro and segregated the Negro, one of the good, clean, hard-working Christian millions who settled the frontier, tilled the farms, built the cities, governed the states, sat in Congress, occupied the White House, amassed the wealth, possessed the land, owned the steel mills and the ball clubs and the railroads and the banks, even owned and oversaw the language, one of those unassailable Nordic and Anglo-Saxon Protestants who ran America and would always run it--generals, dignitaries, magnates, tycoons, the men who laid down the law and called the shots and read the riots act when they chose to--while my father, of course, was only a Jew.</blockquote>
<br />
<div style="text-align: right;">
The Plot Against America, Philip Roth, 2oo4 </div>
Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-34778681369867097022016-11-15T16:31:00.002-06:002016-11-15T16:31:41.030-06:00Depeche mode <br />
The movie is silent<br />
<br />
And the house is silent,<br />
and the street were the place that houses my life.<br />
<br />
Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-36612099946384364392016-11-14T22:41:00.000-06:002016-11-14T22:41:15.286-06:00Some bone lenght <br />
I can read into J. D. Vance's book <i>Hillbilly Elegy</i> an early point about the effects of chronic poverty made just by the sheer amount of family members the clan managed to pack in the XX-century, say, compared to mine. His grandparents married in 1947, while my father was born two years before. The bride's great grandfather was elected county judge in 1909, three years before my grandmother saw the light of day. That's six generations of people in one century, taking into account that, like me, Vance was born in the eighties. We both live now in the same country but these numbers kill any pretense that the rural to middle class journey in Mexico was harder or more taxing than in America--we literally lived twice their lifespans. Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-46741413351061790612016-07-10T23:42:00.002-05:002016-07-10T23:42:08.458-05:00Identity politics<br />
I see three big research programs into identity politics in the humanities that could profit from a comprehensive background theory: religious studies, race studies, and gender studies. They are all concerned on how a particular trait, religious affiliation, race affiliation, and gender affiliation, help construct and affect the politics of group and individual identity. They spring of a common strategic concern, how to avoid or attemper discrimination of particular identities in an actual body politic. A mayor intellectual movement that taps into the common characteristics of this theories is the intersectionality studies, though these are concerned with the fact that in actual practice, systems of discrimination based on gender, race, religion and class, overlap and reinforce each other--as opposed to the suggested theory, that would search the common processes on identity creation, assignation, maintenance, and social success or repression in the diverse realms of religion, gender, and race. Cross-pollination has occurred throughout the studies' development, as evidenced by, for example, the interpretation of whiteness in terms of a system analogous to patriarchy, which itself is an abstraction of the idea of theocratic societies. In this sense, a reasonable program to bring about such a theory would be to take the central tenets of a particular study and apply it to the others. Of course, only the principles that can be applied to all this phenomena would eventually help kick start a theory that would eventually draw it own conclusions.<br />
An available point to be made by comparing such tenets is that race studies could profit from the discoveries on religious and gender affiliation. Is more or less standard to hear theorist say that gender identity or religious identity is first inaugurated in an individual by the speech act of claiming a particular identity: I'm gay, I'm Muslim, etc. However this develops as such in Western contemporary societies where the dynamics of religion, and to a greater degree, sexual practices, are regulated by particular institutions. It's clear that a comparable speech act would be meaningless or inconsequential in terms of actually assigning the identity in former incarnations of the West. Our current ratialitazion practices deem meaningless the speech acts that assign racial identities to individuals not perceived as belonging to the group in question, i. e., saying I'm black does not "convert" you into a black person, etc. Nonetheless, the multiple similarities with the former systems of gender or religious affiliation could help illuminate why this is so and how, if possible and desirable, race assignation can be as flexible as religious and gender assignation is in some Western contemporary societies. (A hundred years ago it was also impossible to imagine sexual behavior to be something aside genital sex--despite the fact that some societies had already distinguished both and even from gender itself--, in the same vein, it's clear that race is much a social construct as gender.)<br />
Such a theory could then help tackle other identities that are, despite their eminent social character, much more naturalized and internalized in Western societies, such as socio-cultural identities, state and national identities, and of course, class identity.Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-81680180131462974512016-06-16T21:23:00.000-05:002016-06-16T21:23:14.935-05:00La lucha de clases<blockquote class="tr_bq">
(Commonly
said: "dominant ideology." This expression is incongruous. For what
is ideology? It is precisely the idea <span style="font-style: italic;">insofar
as it dominates</span>: ideology can only be dominant. Correct as it to speak
of an "ideology of the dominant class", because there is certainly a
dominated class, it is quite inconsistent to speak of a "dominant
ideology," because there is no dominated ideology: where the
"dominated" are concerned, there is nothing, no ideology, unless it
is precisely--and this is the last degree of alienation--the ideology they are
forced (in order to make symbols, hence in order to live) to borrow from the class
that dominates them. The social struggle cannot be reduced to the struggle
between two rival ideologies: it is the subversion of all ideology which is in
question.)</blockquote>
<br />
<div style="text-align: right;">
Roland Barthes, The Pleasure of the Text, 1973 </div>
Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-34620591173253759822016-06-10T21:50:00.001-05:002016-10-30T09:23:10.792-06:00Some kind of machine<blockquote class="tr_bq" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;">
<br />
I turned to Jocelyn,
but she's gone. Maybe my thousand eyes are what tell me to look down. I see
Lou's finger spread out over her black hair. She's kneeling in front of him giving him head, like the music is a disguise and no one can see them. Maybe no
one does. Lou's other arm is around me, which I guess is why I don't run,
although I could, that's the thing. But I stand there while Lou mashes
Jocelyn's head against himself again and again so I don't know how she can
breathe, until it starts to seem like she's not even Jocelyn, but some kind of
animal o machine that can't be broken. I force myself to look at the band,
Scotty snapping the wet shirt at people's eyes and knocking them with his boot,
Lou grasping my shoulder, squeezing it harder, turning his head to my neck and
letting out a hot, stuttering groan I can hear even through the music. He's
that close. A sob cracks open in me. Tear leak out from my eyes, but only the
two in my face. The other thousand eyes are closed.</blockquote>
<br />
<div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0in; text-align: right;">
Jennifer Egan, A Visit from the Goon Squad, 2o1o</div>
Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-57773272880054905132016-05-20T21:19:00.002-05:002016-05-20T21:19:46.082-05:00Entitlement <br />
El mundo no te debe nada.<br />
<br />
<br />Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-69254256440716943552016-03-26T23:16:00.003-06:002016-03-26T23:16:54.702-06:00They were golden eagles<blockquote class="tr_bq" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;">
<blockquote class="tr_bq">
Then
he saw the eagles across the distance, two of them ridding low in the depths
and rising diagonally toward him. He did not know what they were at first, and
he stood watching them, their far, silent flight erratic and wild in the bright
morning. They rose and swing across the skyline, veering close at last, and he
knelt down behind the rock, dumb with pleasure and excitement, holding on to
them with his eyes.</blockquote>
<blockquote>
They were golden eagles, a male and a
female, in their mating flight. They were cavorting, spinning and spiraling on
the cold, clear columns of air, and they were beautiful. They swooped and
hovered, leaning on the air, and swung close together, feinting and screaming
with delight. The female was full-grown, and the span of her broad wings was
greater than any man's height. There was a fine flourish to her motion; she was
deceptively, incredibly fast, and her pivots and wheels were wide and
full-blown. But her great weight was streamlined and perfectly controlled. She
carried a rattlesnake; it hung shining from her feet, limp and curving out in
the trail of her flight. Suddenly her wings and tail fanned, catching full on
the wind, and for an instant she was still, widespread and spectral in the
blue, while her mate flared past and away, turning around in the distance to
look for her. Then she began to beat upward at an angle from the rim until she
was small in the sky, and she let go of the snake. It fell slowly, writhing and
rolling, floating out like a bit of silver thread against the wide backdrop of
the land. She held still above, buoyed up on the cold current, her crop and
hackles gleaming like cooper in the sun. The male swerved and sailed. He was
younger than she and a little more than half as large. He was quicker, tighter
in his moves. He let the carrion drift by; then suddenly he gathered himself
and stooped, sliding down in a blur of motion to the strike. He hit the snake
in the head, with not the slightest deflection of his course or speed, cracking
its long body like a whip. Then he rolled and swung upward in a great pendulum
arc, riding out his momentum. At the top
of his glide he let go of the snake in turn, but the female did not go for it.
Instead she soared out over the plain, nearly out of sight, like a mote
receding into the haze of the far mountain. The male followed, and Abel watched
them go, staining to see, saw them veer once, dip and disappear.</blockquote>
</blockquote>
<br />
<div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0in; text-align: right;">
House Made of Dawn, Scott Momaday, 1968</div>
Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-34720635141805469182016-02-07T09:29:00.001-06:002016-02-07T09:29:34.980-06:00Cosmicisim in rural America<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq">
There were excellent reason why people like his sister--and his mother, and her mother--in fact, most of humanity--believed what they believed, in the face of reason itself: they <i>believed</i> because, like children, they were terrified of the dark. Mistaking the luminosity of an inhuman and implacable Truth for mere dark.</blockquote>
<div style="text-align: right;">
We Were The Mulvaneys, Joyce Carol Oates, 1996 </div>
Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-53491934148839674662015-12-25T15:58:00.000-06:002015-12-25T19:59:18.279-06:00Just one thingThis movie would have been perfect if the Starkiller Base had survived. I don't know, by General Hux and Supreme Leader Snoke using some built-in mechanism to impede the overheating, a number of things would have been accomplished:
<br />
<br />
-Prove that 30 years of Death Star design had serve some purpose. If, say, the system had some auxiliary exhaust to eliminate the excessive heat (I know that the Resistance blow up the main exhaust, but really? Just one for such a huge device?) or by reverting the flux intake of energy from the star.<br />
<br />
-Prove Hux saying that they have trained their men better: even in New Hope, the imperials realized the goal of the rebel attack. Here, the First Order officials seem oblivious to the fact that the Resistance attack would produce a catastrophic chain reaction that obviously would start giving sign of its presence before firing the device. If they would had made clear to Hux the aim of the attack and the fact that the system is overheating, they would have established themselves years ahead of any Imperial.<br />
<br />
-Prove that Hux and Snoke are actually capable of wielding and effort this big. They had basically enslaved billions of people to transform a whole planet into a weapon and, at the first try, they let it be blown into nothingness? In my scenario, Hux is informed of the fact that firing the system would make the whole thing explode, but still he has to destroy the Resistance base, so he orders to relief some of the pressure by reverting the influx of energy, letting the weapon armed and the system safe; but as the thing continues to overheat, he was to consult with Snoke on what to do (which he does, just to be shunt by Snoke about the subject) with him saying that he can fire the weapon to get ride of the dangerous heat and somehow damage the Resistance; they don't need the whole power to do that and by relieving the pressure on both sides of the system they would have been on the clear.<br />
<br />
These three point would have serve to establish that the First Order is better, more dangerous than the Empire, which is precisely what these movies need. But, the survival of Starkiller base would have serve other mayor purposes:<br />
<br />
-Protect a huge plot point of the prequels (and by that I mean all previous episodes): a lot of people struggled and perished to make the knowledge of how to destroy the Death Star available to the rebels. It stretches the suspension of disbelief to ask from us to accept that a plan concocted in 5 minutes by the janitor can be equally effective than an effort years in the making.<br />
<br />
-Maintain the treat the First Order poses to the Galaxy in episode VIII. As things are now, they have nothing! Nothing to threaten us with.<br />
<br />
-Fly on the face of Han Solo's smugness: no, this is not another Death Star; no, there's not always a way to blow them up, and even if there is, you're gonna find some fine opposition to your efforts.<br />
<br />
What the destruction of the base accomplishes in the movie could have been equally accomplished in my scenario:<br />
<br />
-Avoiding Rey killing Kylo: yes, the earth is cracking because it's overheating... so it is in the proposed scenario.<br />
<br />
-Give Poe Dameron an special status: as Luke in New Hope, Dameron will be known as the person that destroy Starkill Base. Isn't equally impressive to be the one that maimed it beyond functionality for a while? Though he already has a reputation and he lives up to it, so what if he didn't destroyed it?<br />
<br />
-The survival of the Resistance. Yes, the weapon of Starkiller base wouldn't be able to destroy the Resistance planet completely. But it would actually put them in danger! Imagine the laser coming close, no one in the audience knowing what damage is going to produce. Leia then would have to act as a General! Saving the day for the Resistance.<br />
<br />
And finally, the most important thing that the survival of the base would have achieved: the biggest anticlimax ever, putting the movie above The Empire Strikes Back; defying the logic of New Hope would have said clearly that this is a NEW movie, destroying completely the idea that this is just a soft reboot of the franchise. The setting was there, they just shy away of a superb ending... <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-21202385067554072212015-11-03T13:32:00.002-06:002015-11-03T13:32:53.578-06:00<iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/WM3AaEYG8-s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-50779254492160775342015-10-16T17:55:00.002-05:002015-10-16T17:55:20.657-05:00Decisión y ego<br />
Cada vez que leo a uno de mis coetáneos me reprocho por no continuar escribiendo.<br />
<br />
<br />Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-40419004216816740132015-09-19T20:46:00.000-05:002015-09-19T20:46:21.245-05:00Don't be scared by scare tactics! <br />
America is not a capitalist society. And the main obstacle for it to be is the policies of the G. O. P. What people like <a href="https://berniesanders.com/">Bernie Sanders</a> or <a href="http://www.warren.senate.gov/">Elizabeth Warren</a> are constantly saying is that in a meritocracy you can't by opportunity (the starting point should be leveled), education, health, and least of all, democracy. We've decided as a society that money is not equal to power: that our dealings (including business transactions) should be mediated by an entity to whom we have surrender the word in what is just or unjust. That doesn't mean we can't change such entity nor that we should let it be without our constant criticism. But what it does mean is that it should be free from the power of big money: the rhetoric that constantly invokes the principles of slim government and free market is produced by the same people that have facilitated an uneven field that only works for those that all ready have power; people, on top of thing, that quite honestly, have long ago stop meriting their entitlement.<br />
<br />
<br />
Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-17873133561287693672015-09-09T19:29:00.001-05:002015-09-09T19:31:30.564-05:00No en tiempo polinomial<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq">
If only it were so simple! If only here were evil people somewhere insidiously committing evil deeds, and it were necessary only to separate them from the rest of us and destroy them.</blockquote>
<br />
<div style="text-align: right;">
Solzhenitsyn according to Peter Matthiessen, In Paradise, 2o14</div>
Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-39163059587008642602015-08-13T22:36:00.000-05:002015-08-13T22:40:08.348-05:00The Fermi paradox proves that...<br />
...inter-galactic travel is impossible (for other sentient beings would have visited the Milky Way)<br />
...the Milky Way is populated by only one intelligent species (for other sentient beings would have colonized the Milky Way)<br />
...our means to detect detailed signs of intelligence outside the Milky Way are inappropriate.<br />
...in a large enough scale, intelligent activities and natural phenomena are indistinguishable.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-50650652801820429102015-08-11T20:25:00.001-05:002015-08-11T20:25:35.364-05:00BabitaEscribió Gunther Eich: Las ciudades submarinas: Vineta. También en este caso, cada ciudad representa una herida que se puede curar tan sólo cuando partes a la ciudad siguiente, donde una nueva herida etc., etc. Fin de cita. Nunca habitamos la ciudad que nos abre la piel o nos traspasa. Punto. Amamos un nombre como mecanismo de defensa. Punto y seguido. Es otra herramienta en el juego de idiomas. Full Stop.<br />
<br />
Vivo en América desde hace un año. Moriré en este país.Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-48741706185310252672015-07-06T19:28:00.002-05:002015-07-06T19:28:48.607-05:00Terminator beliefs<br />
It's funny how all the characters of the first Terminator movie (Skynet included?) believe they can produce <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grandfather_paradox">Grandfather paradoxes</a> while their fictional movieverse is <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Novikov_self-consistency_principle">Novikov self-consistent</a>: not only actions that could change the future have 0 probability, but also and more importantly, all the actions taking place in the supposedly modified timeline are actually necessary for the Terminator's timeline to exist. Hadn't the Terminator gone back to 1984 he nor Skynet wouldn't have existed. The mind behind time travel wouldn't be there nor the motive to invent it for: without the Terminator's intervention Sarah wouldn't have raised John to be the leader of the resistance nor had she told him about Kyle Reese, thus preventing his birth. Even minor eventualities, like taking a photograph, had an absolute probability of 1. One is left to wonder then if Skynet is acting naively or it's actually producing a closed timeline loop that yields its own existence. Any mind that sees humans as the cause of all problems probably knows the past is there to stay.<br />
<br />
Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-89338801691536591622015-07-04T11:17:00.000-05:002015-07-04T11:18:06.211-05:00Otra palabra<div style="text-align: right;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: right;">
<span style="font-size: large;">החשך</span></div>
<div style="text-align: right;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: right;">
<br /></div>
Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384407.post-62556631477165669442015-06-26T20:24:00.000-05:002015-06-26T20:24:12.339-05:00Unreasonable people<div>
<br /></div>
If you think the persuasive power of arguments is an instance of a perlocutory effect that instructs to assent to sentences, then being irrational is not precisely a pathology. Of course, as Wittgenstein pointed out about mathematical sentences, we don´t need the argumentative points in real life--we need the end result. And we do so because an argument is often entrenched with other activities: we need to agree on something in order to do something else. In order to coordinate our efforts, so to say. When a political figure, to put a wild example, refuses to accept the conclusion of a rational argument set on shared premises, he--besides being stupid on a classical sense--is calculating what other activities that are instructed by assenting to an argument's conclusion he's unwilling to do, maybe for other reasons that have nothing to do with the argument. The fact that we don't call out this by its name, but choose to render it as a case of irrationality, really makes us lose the power of rational thinking: he's not denying climate change--again, another wild example--because he's stupid, he's denying it because he's cunning.<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
Nafránhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08575753883525045011noreply@blogger.com0