-Ernest Hemingway
End of Season (2)
April 30, 2010
Could have been. I found a good person in you.But. Neither of us will grow. No one wants to step down. It’s a river with a dead end.Now it became a lake. I hoped. I didnt want to give you up. But. Only now it became clear. None of us is moving. So let me be the one to end this. The clock is ticking. And i don’t want to waste mine. I don’t wanna waste yours too. Let’s grow up. Grow up.
Juan in Wonderland, 2010.
April 28, 2010
Two weeks before the election, different jingles flood the nation as they try to dwell in the minds of the people. Banners and posters showing faces, may it be known or unknown, having lives of their own. They smile to every people who pass on the way, showing the most admirable part of their countenance. TV advertisements that becomes part of the daily households. Stages set on the roads. Microphones echoing. Personalities performing, entertaining. Speeches. Handshakes.Feigning. Deception. Mudslinging.
Everyone is trying to make himself beautiful in front of his audience. On the other side, people are watching, listening, entertained.
The country is becoming a map of clowns, entertainers, fairy tales. People fall down a rabbit hole into a theme park populated by peculiar creatures.
We are not children who’d be happy with one storybook.
This is not a fairy tale.
We are in a real world with dream like needs.
And we need not just good people to lead us.
We need ourselves to put good people to lead us.
