Children of the Dirty War
‘Chicha Marian is eighty-eight now, and almost toally blind. She has converted the house in La Plata from which her graddaughter [Clara] was taken into a museum its, its bombed rubble enclosed by Plexiglas, and she runs a foundation named for Clara Anahí. “I’m alone in the world,” she told me. “I was always expecting to find Clara Anahí. Every morning I wake and think, I don’t want to, I don’t want to go on. After a while, I think, But if I don’t move, what will happen? And I get up and go out to search for her. Who will look for her when I’m gone?”’

Francisco Goldman, “Children of the Dirty War. Argentina’s Stolen Orphans,” The New Yorker (March 2012)
Photo: Chicha Mariani, at the bullet-scarred house of her son, daughter-in-law, and graddaughter. Armed forces attacked the house in 1976. Photograph by João Pina.
1. My neighbours in our shared garden - J. and his grandma.
2. Rico Pabon and Kirby Dominant after a performance of Great Integration: A Chamber Hip Hop Opera in San Francisco, with Ensemble Mik Nawooj.
Andrés Calamaro, Volver
Artemisia Gentileschi, pittoressa.
Exhibition at Palazzo Reale, MIlan http://www.mostrartemisia.it/
Epifania day in Miano, Abruzzo.
“I’m crying.”
“What for?”
“For your dad.”
“Now?”
“I didn’t have time before. I had to raise children and work. Now I can enjoy my pain. From a seminar on oral historiography with Alessandro Portelli.
OccupyCal sleep-out, around 10pm: A UCPD policeman is signing a thank-you card for Kelly, the woman who took care of the food for those staying over the night. I hope this all goes on as beautifully as it started.
Occupy Cal, before the flying-tents.
http://zunguzungu.wordpress.com/2011/11/17/thy-life-is-a-flitting-state-a-tent-for-a-night/
November 15 General Strike, Berkeley, CA


