She was a teenager and I remember she always looked forward to reading the postcards her mom received every month from her friend who were in East Germany. She used to say that she admired that country. However, that happened a long time ago, indeed. Nowadays, she's living in another time, we're living another time. We think we're living another season. We are in America.
Did you forget the ideals that you used to fight for when you were young? Did you realize what you say: "Mexico is going to be like this country some time", like America... By chance, have you forgotten the Red Books?
4 comments:
Ivan, esto muy corto, pero muy interesante... yo personalmente adoro las historias en torno a esos dos modelos tan claros que se tenían durante la guerra fría, me da la impersión de que se generaban grandes debates e historias fantásticas.
¿Viste Good Bye Lenin? ...
!peliculón!
!Que bien que el blog está de vuelta!
Don Iván... ya era hora de su vuelta.
Creo que siempre adosamos un pequeño libro rojo entre unas vísceras y otras. La distinción está en entre cuáles ;D
Abrazo
muy interesante, me gusta como escribes, visitare mas seguido este blog, saludos!
PD mi gato ha muerto
-me debes un cafe.
I am not really sure when or why those Ideals stopped to make sense. Not that old to grieve them, not that young to ignore them. Just old enough to realise nobody can take anything for good.
We cannot beat time, we're the time we're living.
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