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We are witnessing an event that can change the image of a society constantly struck by the whims of a few at a company whose welfare is respected by every one of those who adhere. What happens in Lima is key for the ordinary people feel supported by their authorities to the arrogance that typically print the groups in power be it economic, political, religious or any kind.
The correct decision to remove all kinds of billboards that obstruct the normal flow of a city should be applauded by all as it follows a principle not only for aesthetic or welfare, but a principle of order which all , citizens must meet in order to live in harmony. It is known that this principle is not respected civic often since it has not been learned by each of us throughout our lives: what is not learned as a child, do not learn from large to paraphrase the German proverb. True, in a country characterized by doing what one does with power regardless of others has been our educational environment, and history in its official and / or has proven so popular. Unfortunately the last official representatives Peruvians (call governments) have done nothing more corroborate this sort of unwritten law in our society. Montesinos and his gang. Toledo and his family. Alan Garcia and his clan. Each with its more than terrible samples to society "that can, could and does what he wants." From the "Time Cabana" to Bagua and corruption of the judiciary, are different degrees of such impunity that makes our country a real jungle where survival of the fittest, the most striking, which releases more tickets , who buy more journalists, which takes more land, which makes it more lucrative lobbying, in short, the sample is vast and interesting and tells us much about us as a society.
But suddenly, a woman wants to put some order in his home, in your municipality. And his decision has caused itching all nervous politicians who saw how their leaders were hit directly or indirectly with the phenomenon Wikileaks. Suddenly, I got the chance to return the image to the electorate to appear as fighting for the interests of the people, in this case, "freedom of expression." So they say.
politicians we have are people who know that their personal economic stability depends on the fact of winning a seat, it allows them to live comfortably for another 4 years, have your house in Lima, to their private businesses (is there anyone who has not taken advantage of their position as members of Congress, is not paying taxes, bail out their companies, benefiting from the purchase price of land declared as vacant lots, creating universities or branches of them, obtaining privileges, or many more?). This is what is at stake in reality. A sign is at least a handful of votes short in the amphorae. Maybe. In mild memory Peruvian voters, a recall may be necessary in a corner of a park on the roof of a house on a street poster saturated. Perhaps can raise three or four more votes, perhaps.
But Susana Villar has acted with common sense. If my space is saturated, filled with so many things, I proceed to clean and fix. And in the case of the commune, for that there are legal frameworks that defend all who inhabit that space. Laws are made to ensure the common good (except that sometimes we have caught our governments, some with their own name.) If I remember, during the previous municipal government, there is a similar action was cleaned a street in several billboards and even dismantled an electronic poster. I do not know What was all this action, as was news of a week, after news had other priorities. It would be nice to know whether or not respected the decision. And I hope the mayor of Lima then override his authority to mark a pattern in which all citizens of all other cities in the country, we must gird. Here in Trujillo have the misfortune of having two people linked to the municipality that are running for Congress, ergo, the chances of seeing our city under the rules of ornamental and respect are far from being met, given that the mayor our institutions handled with a sense of gamonal (not extinct). I personally support the decision
the Mayor in the person of its mayor, that the righteous who have gone on TV yesterday threats of prosecution for his straight choice between reason and they understand that it is not a personal whim, but the power of a city that must be respected . But if they continue in their decision, as we serve to get to know the mood of the characters who want to represent us. Know them by their actions.

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PACO IBANEZ

(A Goyo and Milka)

29 January. One day very special. Had received some emails from Isabell before leaving for France that gave me a disturbing information: Paco Ibáñez concert in a town nearby (relatively) to Rodez, at Elizabeth's house. Since Elizabeth had planned everything. He had arranged a trip to the city of Toulouse (which speak easy) and after the visit we went to the city of Graulhet. Paco Ibáñez is well known in the south of France, lived in exile somewhat cultivated here and great friends (some of them are close friends of my host). When I read the message, or perhaps my memory was when my college years in the 80's did a band called Parsley. The group leaders were Fito Luján and Milka Rabasa. She was looking for songs most suitable to be interpreted by the group that were Paty Matuk, Mariella Monzón, Ricardo and I sometimes. And for the first time I heard the music of Paco. His concert at the Olympia album became a mandatory hearing in my house and my brothers already knew these melodies. As Silvio, Pablo, Joan Manuel and Mercedes, was also Paco Ibáñez. His tone of voice was known to us as well as their interpretations of the Archpriest of Hita, Gongora and León Felipe. Neruda was recited several times in my literature classes to music for the poem XV or XX. Quevedo arrived with much love for my students with their songs. I would never have the opportunity to see him. Had seen 70 to Mercedes Sosa or Quilapayú in Arequipa, in the 80 to Inti Illimani and Serrat in Lima, in Israel I saw Joan Baez, who began his concert singing Thanks to Life in Castilian, no more emotion this time. But Paco was not in my mind.
8:30 pm, promptly came on stage dressed all in black with guitar in hand, we spoke either French and Castilian, the audience understood everything. Their traditional songs rang and people accompanied them. The most exciting moment when we said that the song he sang words to Julia in Argentina in a place where there was torture. Excited told us the public reaction. Very trejo man and his years behind is not silent at all. His anger is sincere and her voice conveyed her feelings.
Almost one and half hour concert filled us all present. A Galloping dragged the old English to loud applause and left us his strong critique of current American and European policies.
After the concert and after about 15 minutes, let me go talk to him. "A Peruvian wants to talk with you," went to his dressing room with all the people and shook my hand, then grabbed his guitar and made a feint of huayno playing a rhythm, he said he was intent on composing a huayno. He had been last year in Machu Picchu and Peru liked, its people, its rhythm, I spoke of Vallejo and has, hopefully it does, the intention of creating music for some poems. Why? We talked about Peruvian musical reality of the situation in South America, Lima and Cuzco, and I hope one day come to a concert, has been in Argentina, Chile, Venezuela, and here we are concerned that reaches Jonas Brothers, I doubt that the monetary interest them bring it to pass over his head.
I waved an affectionate embrace and waiting to see him again. Hopefully. A night to remember.

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WALK BARCELONÈS

After visiting the world of modernist Barcelona, \u200b\u200bwe we head to lunch. On the way was looking at other architectural beauties of the city, which showed signs of the brilliance that had Barcelona in the early twentieth century. This architectural modernism is on par with the belle époque French, Art Nouveau, the taste of Gustav Klimt and the Viennese revolution, the European expansion in the world, to the beginnings of cinema, the taste for utilitarian art, ornaments Minors and jewelry (you have to see the Orsay museum exhibition in Paris to dream), the development of industry and construction (appearance new building elements, as well as the rescue of the old and the mosaic); all this fevered era will face, such as the Titanic, with the first collective failure of humanity: the first world war. Still, Barcelona is like a living museum of all that human intent of a new feeling (Freud, Proust, Debussy) and new ways of oneiric art (which comes with it, the surrealism of Dalí, Buñuel, Derain, Picasso and in a way, Lorca).

momentarily Leaving that world to go back to Renaissance and Baroque Catalan, its plazas, churches and civic buildings. In fact, one finds ancient monuments that refer to these styles, but for convenience. Moreover, the neighborhood is called Barri Gotic. With the proposal Quique we went to eat at a small restaurant, but cozy, run by the same cooks and owners, a family restaurant (not those typical impersonating food chains, standardized). In a jovial mood ask the delicious menu, I remember clearly the rice in squid ink (by now my cholesterol and triglycerides were in full orgy, but then I realized I did not), taking with house wine , the four talked about our lives, our pains and what was happening in the world and in Peru. Suddenly he was in the cafeteria of letters of the Catholic, remember old friends, we count them: Ingrid, Pierina, Conchita, Cristina, José Antonio, many friends. We had to catch up.

Quique had to leave to take their classes (I was visiting, the problem of reaching the world of friends who are working). So Quique left, and Chico and Milka decided to take the long walk. Before dismissing Quique went through the Jewish Quarter, one of the favorite places of Milka, we walked through its streets and suddenly I heard a Hebrew speaking guide; That brought me the memory of one of the most beautiful cities you've visited in my life: Haifa. And all these cities, including Istanbul, Izmir, Piraeus, Tel Aviv something, have that Mediterranean flavor. Southern France and is similar in landscape to the hills and Israeli cities. I was carrying it, and I remembered that these two countries were for the Jewish two beloved land: Sarfate (France) and Sefarat (Spain, the beloved). Barcelona had its Jewish quarter was in one of the most dynamic cities of the Mediterranean Revival, and its buildings were to show me. After the visit to the old Jewish quarter, Milka invited us for coffee in his apartment (floor, as they say there). Before heading, I passed by the cathedral, which I could not appreciate being surrounded by scaffolding and with the disadvantage that now charge you for entering. Desist from visiting and took a walk through St. James's Square, there I saw two beautiful buildings that reminded me of Madrid and its neoclassical: Casa de la Ciutat (Ajuntament) (with some curious details and nice) and the Palau de la Generalitat . Here I think the place burst from Barcelona when he wins the club. Breathe football is everywhere. Already in the dept. Milka, and after a refreshing coffee, showed us his collection of poems he had won in a contest. Obviously the pressure would not let us read some of it, shame. Swift and we left for the Barceloneta. the old fishing village, and a boardwalk, space reclaimed from the sea for more beach and have done a nice walk to their citizens (they did everything for the Olympics: Trujillo are in the process of Bolivar and in fact our city is very impaired). The walk along the marina and then the beach was nice. According Milka and Chicho, had been lucky to have come under the sun, and then Barcelona is going to the beach. Although the Mediterranean is a "bowl", many swimmers took their surf boards (very small waves, if you see places like Huanchaco Chicama or the same) and there was even nudists walking "stark naked" by the beach. Barcelona is very open and tolerant in this regard, with its gay and lesbian community, as well as racial and religious tolerance. It is a very rugged coastline and not the sea, as I said, is a pond, a haven of peace. We walked the area looking International Trade Centre (World Trade Center) to end at the monument Columbus, famous lookout beach in Barcelona. I was told that before the Olympics, he landed was a replica of one of the caravels of Columbus, when one reads the chronicles imagine large vessels. Completely away from the truth. That is why it is a pity that the replica is removed, which would have served us as a clear example of what is value (or greed) have crossed the Atlantic in ship insignificant. My respects to those brave.

After this walk, Milka invited us to go up the Ramblas, we begin to see the Palau Güell and nearby the Gran Teatre del Liceu, went to its interesting market (Mercat de la Boqueria) and there calm the thirst with some fruit juices. Europe disappointed by the prices and quality of fruit. There are good oranges or apples, and even grapes. But papaya, cherimoya, mango, pineapple, exotic fruits are exotic and that makes price as well. Then we passed the house of the viceroy (Palau de la Virreina), built by Amat i Juniet (Catalan origin), known to Peruvians by her affair with the "bitch" chola "(Perricholi). Milka, as gossip, Amat told us that sovereign commanded to build the palace to recoup their affairs on Indian lands. The horns were sold off a beautiful building. In our walk we saw details of the ideas of the great architects and designers went wild Barcelona fountains, lanterns, gargoyles, fireplaces, windows, corners, fountains. We made a brief stop at the church of Betlem. But the bill passed us tired and it was time to meet Julia, Milka friend, and Wilbor, who saw more than 20 years. As a meeting we went to the church of Santa Maria del Mar. According Milka, is a construction made by the guild of fishermen who contributed in its construction. It is a beautiful fourteenth-century Gothic building. He tells me that on Christmas Eve before Midnight Mass, a white voice interpret the obtained The Cants of Sybil-la. Bella.

To close the night, the whole group, the 5 ate tapas to burst. They eat skewers, each toothpick with a dam that you choose at will. All spray quality beer. A nice evening. But as it was day work, we all had to go back. Coordinates with Quique to visit together over Barcelona.

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I confess that Barcelona was not in my plans. A phone call from Chico Velasquez, my former neighbor here in Trujillo and now living there for more than eight years, I made a call the last days of December. And raised me to visit him, and he would go to southern France to visit some friends of mine. "Take a break, you're one step, you go back to Paris by train or plane, is very cheap, you stay home." That conversation was crucial to include Barcelona in this brief visit to Europe. Chicho, avid traveler, he "jumped" to Melissa's house in southern France. We had some previous visits in the area (later narrate another time, place Templar) and take your car to go south. The excellent roads and highways French and English allowed us to make a comfortable ride, stopping briefly at a very nice city, Béziers, although a former student invited me to visit, time was pressuring us, so I just spent nearly two hours in the city and follow route. The toll system has been modernized in Spain, just showing your discount card to a sensor mounted on top of each house to expedite the passage (imagine installed on our roads to see him escaping or being stolen). The idea was to get as soon as possible to Figueres and Cadaques to know the Dali museum and place of residence. But one thing is the will and another reality. The arrival in Figueres was a little rough, my camera had an accident and the museum was ready to close. The Great Dali museum took two hours to visit and we had only half an hour to make the journey. For other time. We forget Cadaqués as well. The proximity to France does see signs in that language and Catalan, the official language of Catalonia (Catalunya). Catalan space hosted a very powerful society and culture, accompanied by a language that flourished in the Middle Ages, as its "premium" culturally, the Occitan. The famous Count of Toulouse had strong links with the Count of Barcelona and created a kind of economic unit was the strong temptation of a central government as was Paris, on the one hand and on the other hand, a strong rivalry social, political, economic and cultural cooperation between Barcelona and Madrid. The latter situation seriously worsened the triumph the dictatorship of Franco and overshadowed phalanx Catalan world since the 30's until the death of dictator Franco in 1975. The melt was allowed to create autonomy and thus, the recovery of Catalan culture and identity. And this is seen on all sides: the linguistic identity is given from the school classroom, on television, the internet, advertising, newspapers, information on speakers, information posters. But on the streets, in fact, I heard little Catalan. I read the more I heard, except on television.

I stayed 3 days and a little more in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bI arrived on Tuesday night, and the first thing we did was go to a store FNAC to see if they could fix my camera, suffered the stroke had not affected the lens, only the filter was broken and, fortunately, did not affect the fact of taking photographs. I bought several movies on dvd and the respective filter. But did not risk to get the broken filter. Before going to settle into his apartment, we passed a landmark building in the city: the Torre Abgar of drinking water services in the city, which lights up differently every night. And it's all a show. But another show was going to balance your car on the street. Barcelona is without doubt one of the most densely populated places in Europe and the millimeter spaces are utilized. And have those mm high cost. Living in Barcelona in your apartment with a car is half of your earnings to pay living space for you and your car. You pay a fortune.

The next day, Wednesday was to meet my college friends, Quique and Milka, who have not seen in years. Milka was here 4 years ago, Quique not seen since the 80's. Would be an emotional reunion, the venue was at the gates of FNAC near University Plaza Catalunya. Thanks to the metro (and Trujillo must be thinking of one, is a great solution) point, we Chicho and I to meet. It was a good hug to both, that wants a hug synthesize all the good memories and hopes dream from our university classrooms. Before starting the visit "official", I asked my friends to go see a house to fix my lens photo, we went to one that asked me to leave my camera for two days and the likely cost of 150 euros (imagine that the arrangement here for 50 soles), and could continue taking pictures with relative ease, I gave up my business and I dived into the city. Would be guided through the streets of Barcelona for 3 Peruvians have made his life in Spain. Milka, which domineering woman, took the reins of the situation and took us to meet "their" Barcelona (each in turn taught me his Barcelona). Milka dragged us to see the modernist Barcelona. And everyone linked to Gaudí. Dragging down Las Ramblas and the streets of the old medieval city, a city that shows all its past splendor and was silenced for decades, until the city was proposed to host the 1992 Olympic Games. This time the face of the city changed and the current Barcelona left us with his sharp and flats.

In our stroll down the Walk of Grace (P. de Gracia), the first house was home to visit Battle, a beautiful apartment building showing of this complex art which imitates nature and had a number of fans this city (not just Gaudí, but Puig, Domènech, Vilaseca, among others). This house is inspired by natural forms of leaves, skulls and masks for which it has used iron, mosaic. Alongside it is the house of the architect Josep Puig Amatller, a beautiful building that was home, now home to an institute. Both buildings are a harmonious, balanced, nothing strident as what we found in our urban architecture. Chicho told me how difficult and selective in this city is to build in a certain sense, these rules make it beautiful and keep tidy. If Trujillo had straight authorities, another would be the face of our city. One detail that did not observe is the fact that you do not see that ugly wiring to the city, nor light nor telephone. These tangles that disfigure your eyes and sometimes become the focus of risk do not see the city. To close this visit by modernism in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bwent to a beautiful building called Casa Mila, the same grace. This house is a symbol of social, depending on the point at which the display. The building has been purchased by the Fund and is determined (the Fund) to get all the residents. Entry was free, now is not, and the residents of the upper floors are reluctant to evict them. It is the silent struggle of citizens for their space versus large corporations. The problem is that very few address these situations the problem of the crisis. Barcelona is a city hit hard by the crisis. Of that, we'll talk later. Thus, La Pedrera, as this building is known outside of her beauty, has become a sort of underground command. Partially closed modernist visit to Güell Palace (we saw in the afternoon), which I could not see to be in repair. Pena. But the details of its façade was impressive and, despite the fatigue of walking under a dim sun, you could start flashes of beauty that in another moment the look better. I hope to see.

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If a filmmaker difficult position, this would be Alain Resnais, an interesting and prolific French director of arthouse farmer (although he refutes this vision of his work), identified in beginning in the nouvelle vague, creator of films are difficult to identify generic but show their marked taste for architecture and music. Proust's lover, had a cult training devouring Breton legends readings and wealth of comics, culture a bit neglected by many people who do not consider them as a manifestation of a great new art. Born in Vannes on June 3, 1922 and initiates his passion for movies since he was 13 years with a small family of 8 mm camera. Also dabbled in theater and has a predilection for the world of painting, as evidenced by the large number of documentaries about painters or achievements chromatic ( Guernica, Max Ernst, Van Gogh, Gauguin ). His vision of art transferred to the special and complex reading of space and time, proposals for how to "translate" in images of these two measures of physical and metaphysical life. So is a director very careful in building their scenarios to show how joyful the journey through the spaces shown in his films. Some of their films available show that interesting actors working in areas in which they (the players) become statues to be part of space that have been "installed". His concern with space and time are over his films with interesting work of reconstruction of the facts and the repetition of scenes and even films that have certain variables, which makes our director has been neglected by the commercial circuit for long, because of their original creations that are far from a thick film for the public. Our director was always very reticent of the displayed image, since it recognized that it only partially represented reality, for that reason, the image recognizing intentional fiction and as such should understand the audience. His approach to the playwrights allowed him to create proposals in which filmic fiction looms large, with deliberately artificial scenarios that show us a scene where the action goes, as we see in the opening scenes of his film Melo . Worked with the architectural concepts of space management, intentionally changing details of a scene for their effects, as happens in his films twins Smoking / No Smoking . Then there is the fact that he worked with artists comic strip for the fictional construction of films like Life is a Novel (La vie est un roman) and want to go home (I want to go home) . We must not forget that it was one of the founders of Comic Strip Club, which later became the Center for the Study of Literature of Graphic Expression.

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As Vincent says, we are faced with building a cinema fragmentation, which makes mounting a cinema. As some artists build sculptures that "intentionally a natural element and then build it with the fragments obtained, but we are not against the initial purpose, but a piece intentionally rebuilt and, as such, it is not real in essence. This treatment is equal in front of a film. Goal is a concept film that must be managed consciously as "calls" our director.

This is a brief sample of this master's filmography, films rigorous and often rejected by commercial channels (not reached our boards commercially) that give us an overview of their work and their concern in search film from architecture, theater and other arts.

L'Année Dernière À Marienbad (Last Year at Marienbad) 1961 this film place it within the new wave movement, but does not fit within the rules of this remarkable movement of French cinema of the 60. An interesting proposal from a filmmaker who was looking for new horizons in film. To this works with Alain Robbe-Grillet , who adapted the novel as a writer of fiction, "The Invention of Morel" by the Argentinian Bioy Casares. The entire story takes place in a beautiful old hotel, with gilding, passages and mirrors. Its inhabitants, bourgeois, living a life of boredom and routine, and suddenly a man runs upstart facilities and sees a woman who acknowledges having known and loved for a year. Film space and time. A place where things pass slowly and there is no past, present or future, everything is stopped. Even at the end of the depersonalization of the characters, each of them has a name of a letter.


MURIEL OU LE TEMPS D'UN RETOUR (MURIEL, OR THE TIME OF RETURN) 1963 Artwork reunions and failures. Characters meet and reconstructed in everyday life, but are people who have been marked by wars like those experienced in Europe last century. This work is also a setting for French society: the war in Algeria. In a way, Muriel is a non-existent character, but that around it unfolds the stories. A film bold enough to a time when French society was in internal conflict in their position with their colonies. Muriel was a character tortured and killed, and became the motive behind the film.


Mon Oncle d'Amerique (MY UNCLE OF AMERICA) 1980 Three lives intersect and different backgrounds will experience emotions and failures. A fourth character, a teacher, makes a thoughtful study of natural behavior, which seems to escape the man. The latter character is explaining the stories through natural figures seen running as allegories of what is happening to them in their relationships. The intricate relationships are connected in an almost random and requires the viewer to take care or thread (s) of history. Faced with the frustrations the mechanism of our body has innate reactions that almost resemble our social relations. And the teacher looks at the behavior of the first three characters as lab rats to validate his hypothesis. It's a film that, despite the brain touch the origins of the behaviors of the characters are making their own lives, their independence.


On connaît la chanson (LIFE IS A SONG) 1997 A experimental film that offers a rapprochement between the film narrative, dialogue and music. It is inspired by the English author Dennis Potter , sharp critic of English society, who uses the popular in his works. Appears to be a musical film, but the melodies complement the text narrative units in development. Therefore not used to songs created for the film, but takes popular tunes speak French or French to round ideas. It appears to insert randomly, but keep the thread of the narrative. The interesting thing is that the film carries a feature of our times: depression. The film may have love affairs the 6 main characters and get to have their songs that "define" their feelings, but, far from being a light comedy of emotions and mistakes, what we see is a set of characters that can be depressed by their longing unsatisfied , their daily frustrations and failures of love.

Bibliography:


RUSSO, EDUARDO; EXPLORER IN THE LABYRINTH, THE FILM Alain Resnais and LIFE IS A SONG, The Great Illusion, No 11, 1992.


Amiel, Vincent, Alain Resnais Guernica À Cœurs, Scope Éditions, 2008

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PARIS Alain Resnais,

A further visit to the city of light. January 2011. As part of the meeting of the Alliance Française the world, went to Paris, the director Laetitia Mathieu, Nadège Picod cultural coordinator and myself as chairman. The meeting takes place at headquarters and brings together over 500 people coming from Africa, Asia, America and Oceania, as well as a large number of representatives of this institution in several European countries. On this occasion The trip was almost straight with a short stop in Madrid to reach Orly then, a major Paris airports (just in those days there were problems with the neighbors by the intense noise produced some planes taking off or landing). Our hotel was near the Republic Square and the fabulous metro system will simplify the large distances that exist in this city, in fact, a Parisian spends many hours of their daily lives in the Parisian underground, above the city move between cars, in the physical underworld, human rivers move between their runners to reach their destinations. The rush hour is one of the most fascinating specimens of migratory creatures that move from side to side, absorbed in their ideas and concerns. There is a standardization of human isolation: cell phones, which use every moment to be more detached from their surroundings. That kind of homogenization of stupidity is not a community property, is generational. People, especially young people, are caught up listening to his music, talking through their screens or simply playing with his little machines. In a way, was a kind of blessing not have had a cell there, since it gives you more time to observe everything in detail. This actually saw a little less in the metro of Toulouse and Barcelona as well.


The first active day in Paris became a sort of personal searches both Laetitia and me: camera arrays, buying shoes for problems, buy an umbrella for the rains. This allowed me to see a world that usually do not visit as a tourist attraction, but are also being amazing: the world of department store shopping. For this we turn to one of the most beautiful in the old Paris, the Quartier Haussmann, the architect who did the Paris of the boulevards and buildings uniform in height and beautiful image. So we went to Laetitia sniffing around in some stores. As most of Europe, the crisis of recent times has hit the pockets of consumers and sales department stores, then engaged in making permanent auction, which you see throughout France and in Barcelona it is much more, because the crisis is more pronounced in the latter city. Despite this, the Parisian department stores no longer be a gift to the eye for the exquisite decoration with the building of these beautiful buildings made expressly for these purposes and freedom in which a buyer moves along the same stores , which touch the products, choose, compare, discriminate, or just leave it. All an interesting ritual consumption in beautiful surroundings. After some shopping done on time, pass by the Opera House, a building that is in the neighborhood

We went to our inaugural meeting. This was by Frédéric Mitterrand , Minister of Culture and Communication, and Abdou Diouf , Secretary General of the International Organization of la Francophonie. More than 500 people packed the place, from all over the world. Having finished the day we were all invited to the palace Quai d'Orsay, the Foreign Ministry, to be received by the minister of that portfolio, Michelle Alliot-Marie , who gave us a speech about the decisions that French government plan to take in its foreign policy, including herself, directly or indirectly the Alliance Française. Our institution is important to affirm France's presence in our community. Then we went to dinner at a restaurant that was in Place de la République, in the restaurants one can see why French cooking has been appointed as spiritual and intangible heritage of humanity. Not by bread alone does man live, there are those soufflés, sausages, cheeses, seafood, soups, etc.. So many words for dishes or cooking processes created in the French culinary world. The second day we had a new management and make the session as a guest had a great comedian, sadly part of his speech focused on current government policies, which was shredded by his keen insights, but most of the jokes took as its starting point a reality that was quite unknown to many of those present were very everyday matters (something like our congressmen know washing feet, Mataperros or other variations of our original political circus). That day, the Alliance Française de Lima made his presentation. It is, to the astonishment of all, the Alliance Française the world's largest and presented to the entire international community. To close our business plan, it made a great cocktail at the wonderful Musée Guimet, which contains an impressive collection of art from the Far East.

El miércoles concluyeron las actividades de la Alianza, para lo cual se organizó un viaje al palacio de Versalles. Lluvia. Ese miércoles fue un día lluvioso. Pese a eso y algunos problemas de movilidad, logramos irnos a Versalles. Visita genial, como nunca. Versalles es grande, muy grande. Había visto algunas películas en las que se mostraban sus instalaciones. Pero sus dimensiones son colosales. Y era EL palacio en torno al cual vivía una población de cortesanos, nobles y otros que rendían pleitesía a la familia imperial. Hubo casi 10 mil personas que se ocupaban de cientos de detalles y protocolos para poder “sobrevivir” a la vida cortesana. Ese día we could only see the Court of Honor, the Court of Marble, North Wing of the Ministers and the North Wing, where we saw the impressive royal chapel with a real semiotic interesting. Palace life was governed by several rules that allowed each placed in the social scale around the king, the mean proximity favors and privileges, these people cared for their kings and queens in all that is needed in everyday life from getting up to sleep, besides eating, toileting, and other fun things in our daily discourse. The king had no inner life whatsoever and were characters who were exposed constantly to the people, the locations was in the palace was to be observed and all this was accompanied by an interesting semiology of power is everywhere in the palace. In most places it was, it was put symbols strategically so that it recognized the authority of a divine nature and omnipresent. Our guide turned out to be an expert on these issues and gave us detailed explanations about the history and intricacies that crossed the palace. Also asked about the film Marie Antoinette Sophie Coppola and told us about the many irregularities that the film shows the eighteenth-century French courtesan. This visit was lucky to match, albeit with an impressive exhibition development of science promoted in the palace. As the first military and economic power in the eighteenth century and full development of the Enlightenment, Versailles was the setting and the perfect place not only to support the arts, but for science and technology. All economic and military power as he knows, investing in education and research to ensure their political and were aware that the French kings, especially Louis XV. And the exhibition had the opportunity to see was well fitted and amazed to see the progress of hydraulics, astronomy, optics and other fields of physics. Unfortunately the visit did in a hurry, since we had little time to see her and we had lunch with parsimony, good food and good conversation in the nearby gardens (green carpets as they are called in French) to sources of Latona. The return was uneventful, arrived at headquarters, I took the subway (a marvel of transportation that all cities should be thinking about installing it) and went to the hotel to rest. It had been a tiring day and the body wanted to rest. But it helped me to catch up on world events: the Tunisian, what was happening in Egypt (awesome). Also interesting thing that is the culinary world of Paris and the market presence of large stores where chefs will "of hunt "to new flavors and textures. One product that was introduced by some waiters was olluco Peru. Interesting.

My last day in Paris was spent arranging some papers, getting rid of useless papers and preparing for my trip continued to the south of France and Barcelona. Laetitia went to the airport to go see their families. I left by train at night to Rodez, I had the afternoon to do something else. In addition he had not seen Távara Vania, our former Steering Committee member and currently studying in France with a scholarship, and he suggested going to visit one of the most traditional Paris: Père Lachaise Cemetery. We took the metro (I still think it's a wonder) and we reached our destination. We entered the small door in search Des Amandiers of graves and mausoleums of the famous buried here. As a public cemetery, are buried thousands of Frenchmen and foreigners without distinction of race or religion. It is now common to see graves of Vietnamese and Chinese residents buried their custom. But see tombs with stars of David, or Muslim crescent representing the ancient mausoleums Orthodox churches. In the course of nearly three hours we saw the graves of Honore de Balzac , Miguel Angel Asturias, Oscar Wilde, Frederic Chopin and Jim Morrison. But buried in the cemetery are also great characters like Apollinaire, Beacaud Gilbert, Sarah Bernhard, Bizet, Cherubini, Colette, Auguste Comte, Corot, Daumier, Delacroix, Eluard, Heloise and Abelard , Méliès, Merleau-Ponty , Modigliani, Molière, Edith Piaf, Pissaro, Proust, Seurat , among others. Columbaria are some bodies that have been taken as Rossini and Bellini or ashes scattered as those of Maria Callas . A whole host of immortal men and women for the human spirit, but have found a break to their bodies. Visited the graves, which impressed me was that of Wilde, whose tombstone is huge kisses and signatures of hundreds of fans who come here as pilgrimage. Another of the most moving places is the simple tomb of Morrison, even ugly, but always with flowers. The tree is near the headquarters of tombs has several sheets of paper with lyrics to his songs and poems dedicated to his name, some have carved into its bark. When we had a couple and two girls, some with headphones to listen to the music of The Doors. To me came to my mind Raiders on the Storm. Although one might be identified as almost a necrophiliac, this place attracts respect and keep hundreds of visitors who use it as a pilgrimage, one of the many places of culture of this wonderful city. Paris is worth a mass.

To close my visit to the city, return al'Île de la Cité to see the old Paris. Last year he had visited with Olivier, now went to Vania and Patricia de la Vega, a former student who now resides in Paris happily married. They took me to see its old churches and the Latin Quarter, near the Island of the City, mostly to see St. Michel.

already back to my hotel, had dinner around the area with Vania to say goodbye, as my train left Rodez Austerlitz station. So I left Paris on a cold night and a little rain.

Implantation And Creamy Mucus

AGAIN THE VILLAGE VOICE, VOICE OF GOD

Egypt

What is the climax and the beginning of a historical moment whose main protagonists, a people tired of egomaniacal leaders and a false democracy that claims to represent a people and it really does is enthrone a breed of individuals who are dedicated to plunder the citizens who elected through the democratic circus that has become our government.

The genesis of this conflict began as a domino effect, with the riot in Tunisia, Arab countries are also tired of seeing a gang of thieves rulers, supported by the complacency of Western governments to maintain a sort of status quo for the benefit of their economies, rather than the people who have these political leaders. The term "banana republic" can come close to describing these types of governments that have ruled Arab countries in recent years, with certain variations. The Arab world was broken several times, either through fear of the unity of this great nation, is in the interest of maintaining una fuente ingente de recursos naturales para el beneficio de las potencias occidentales, que es las más de las veces. La historia de estos países se ve jalonada por la creación y promoción prejuiciosa de diversas ideas divisionistas u odios entre los pueblos de habla árabe, que fueron unidos algún día por el profeta Mahoma. Algunas de estas situaciones se ven vistas de manera romántica y tergiversada por el casi mítico personaje Lawrence de Arabia, quien unió a los pueblos sometidos por el Imperio Otomano (los turcos) para pelear por el lado británico. Una vez concluida la primera guerra mundial, los países árabes no vieron la tan voceada libertad. Es más, se crearon algunas naciones como Kuwait para herir Arab pride and to negotiate with the new puppet government exploitation of black gold, making millions in real families, and poor peoples. In some ways, the Arabs have every reason to doubt the alleged friendship with the West in all its community. As an example, is the refusal of the United States and other powers against the "unruly" Nasser, a leader who created the United Arab Republic (UAR) to recover what belonged to the Egyptians, being a case including the Suez Canal. At his death, Americans were quick to support leaders with Anwar Sadat, first, then Mubarak to ensure their interests. The moves chip by Western governments and the blatant interference in the internal policies were generating strong resentment of a people who saw the illicit enrichment of officials and the impoverishment of the ordinary. Some Arab countries, but close to them as the case of Iran is a clear example of blatant intervention to bring down Western nationalist Mossadegh government, after overthrow, put in power the famous Shah Reza Pahlavi, who ruled with an iron fist home. The misguided domestic policy endorsed by the British and Americans, especially terms of promoting the fall of the Shah and the rise of the Ayatollahs unstoppable. This is a product indirect optical obtusa oil companies to hide behind their governments for resources and cheap insurance (it has many similarities with what happens in our countries and the neoliberal policies of Menem, Fujimori and his followers, only in our cases, " legitimate ").

Egypt had become a country cap, once dead Nasser, Anwar Sadat's rise allowed U.S. policy to negotiate with a man less "hard" and in 1977 he did something unexpected: 10 years after war 7 days was signed the famous peace treaty at Camp David. Both parties agreed to a ceasefire, return large tracts of land to Egypt (Sinai Peninsula) and a commercial treaty. But the military caste would not forgive the shaky peace and will kill Sadat in 1981 during a military parade in a slaughter that was surprisingly light on television worldwide. I still remember a man without an arm coming out from the smoke and broken bodies. The turbulence then shook not only politicians but markets were still strong nervous Arab boycott of the oil embargo of 1973 and 1974 (remember the gas rationing of those years?). Mubarak's rise occurred in the context of political instability that could have provoked a new war in the Middle East and the subsequent global economic collapse. Mubarak became a confidant in the United States, champion of the struggle against communism and later against Islam, the new enemy emerged to make things work within the geopolitical dichotomy nations, friend and enemy. In a way, the loss of some leaders as pro-Western shah, or "conversion" of others as Hussein (initially henchman USA, England and France), made the role of gendarme of the region should cede to Mubarak. And as the head "chosen" candidate became eternal (as it was Somoza in Nicaragua or Stroessner in Paraguay) to which were made some choices as in the 2005 or 2010 with the triumph sung and tight support of the world's greatest power.

An important role in these events is undoubtedly the free access to information used the Internet either a field of knowledge is unthinkable, especially to search for other options outside of which we have used the "official languages". It's true what they say several analysts on the current Egyptian generation, a generation that grew up with the omnipresent image of Mubarak, but also a generation that has grown with the development of online communication, the everyday. And they saw it in Tunisia, a fact that lit the fuse to the dynamite charge that underlies social Arab societies. And they saw that was possible. Anger was also Tunisian and Egyptian social anger in other countries, like Algeria or Jordan. I

twice in Cairo, was in the vast plaza that has become a symbol: Tahrir Square. Cairenes a place frequented by going to work, to receive a miserable salary, to silence the ignominy of nearly 30 years. And moved to see that hope to fight for a better world is not dead, it is possible that the people make their voices heard and bring down the ruling that has given back to their nation, here in our continent did the Ecuadorian who put on their pants and faced two governments for having lied, telling them so many promises that were never fulfilled. And suddenly there is a power of the people to claim part of the contract it signed with its citizens, as stated by Rousseau in his Social Contract. I know that Egypt now faces a tough road ahead due to lack of experience as political analysts say, as patronizing them with our people. There are two main risks understood: Israel and the development of fundamentalism, and obviously care resources. Imagine how the sisters have been concerned with its oil wells in the area moved from the Middle East. Maybe in a few months, we pass the bill with a rise in oil prices. Someone has to pay. U.S. and sleeve will be negotiated with the military to control "the democratic steps" (you can read this in the various messages from the White House.) I personally hope that things go in favor of this suffering people who have good and direct negotiations with Israel, a country that has the right to exist and coexist with its neighbors. And to appease its citizens euphoria and plan their society and maintain that quality of light in the Arab world. Cairo is the city of dreams in the Arab world. Long way.

What example should we draw from this Peruvian citizens? Everyone should be alert to the next April 10 event. Our screens, our newspapers, our media are filled with speeches that speak of a better Peru. All. Previous promised the same, many lied promising one thing, then ended up doing another. But it is our duty to enforce our will given to the government of the day do the job it deserves and ensure the people who elected him. We must develop our civic consciousness.

I remember a name that became a symbol of this spontaneous movement in the Arab world, a Tunisian, 26, Mohamed Bouaziz, who desperate for bureaucracy and corruption that prevented him from working with your cart, set himself on fire in extreme despair. I see many poor and simple people who go to a hospital and has 5 soles in order to be admitted, the case of a girl who died for not being attended to, as she had no documentation. One need not look far to find hundreds of cases like Bouaziz. But what I read in the newspaper El Pais and greatly impressed me was the simple and beautiful answer to his younger brother, to the purchase of the wagon from his brother Mohamed for some people to make this some kind of symbol, the young preferred to keep the memory of his older brother to preserve the memory of all his family. I think that is called dignity.