Part of the reason why I became so close with my best friend was because he, like me, was an alien at a very young age, and children can be cruel. In time we came to be a part of the social make up of our school and further, the community; Venezuela is a bowl of mixed ethnicities, we were not the only transplant family in the tiny little town where we ended up. We were common occurrence.
Imagine how painful it is for me to go back to that place I consider a home, and face rejection and racism I never experienced before, see how low it has fallen, how streets and schools are vandalized, how people get mugged at all hours on very public places, how kidnapping young children as become a cock fight between local gangs. To fear for my life when walking down a street two blocks away from my house, and not even entirely because I'm American, but also because I got to go to school and have private social security. I'm supportive of the Imperialism they so loathe simply because my parents worked hard to get us these commodities. I'm not saying such situations aren't lived by other people in other parts of the world, I'm not even saying I haven't been there before, all I'm saying is that it was always elsewhere, never half a yard away from where I played ball with my brother. And they call this progress.
Chavez's revolution deepens the social grid he claims to fight against, classes separation is starker now that middle class has been wiped out almost entirely. Now everybody is equal because everybody is poor.
It makes me sick to think that he keeps getting supported because he speaks to the very worst of a society. He seems to bring out the worst in people, and I have seen this personally, it boggles me that this man is considered a good leader, someone fit to rule a country. And he wants to prolong it.
I guess it makes me so mad and sad because it makes me see this harsh reality of people not thinking ahead, willing to buy into whatever senseless lie they're fed as long as some sort of material retribution comes along the lie. Many people actually attended rallies and marches because they were promised TVs and washing machines, because they were promised revenge on the upper classes that "held them slaves for so long".
I know all the influence the mass has on the individual, but it still floors me to see this level of hate-based denial. The Commander gives you the pleasure of seeing your boss moving in down the block in your increasingly dangerous neighborhood, your house is still falling little by little, but so is your old boss', this is vindication. This is government. This is Democracy.
Clearly I'm really embittered, and I have no idea what your opinion on the man is, but this is mine, not sure it even makes sense. Like I said, it's all very emotionally charged to me at the moment, in fact I don't think it will ever stop being a sore spot. Um, did I make my point? (or sense?)
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Date: 2009-02-17 02:34 am (UTC)Imagine how painful it is for me to go back to that place I consider a home, and face rejection and racism I never experienced before, see how low it has fallen, how streets and schools are vandalized, how people get mugged at all hours on very public places, how kidnapping young children as become a cock fight between local gangs. To fear for my life when walking down a street two blocks away from my house, and not even entirely because I'm American, but also because I got to go to school and have private social security. I'm supportive of the Imperialism they so loathe simply because my parents worked hard to get us these commodities. I'm not saying such situations aren't lived by other people in other parts of the world, I'm not even saying I haven't been there before, all I'm saying is that it was always elsewhere, never half a yard away from where I played ball with my brother. And they call this progress.
Chavez's revolution deepens the social grid he claims to fight against, classes separation is starker now that middle class has been wiped out almost entirely. Now everybody is equal because everybody is poor.
It makes me sick to think that he keeps getting supported because he speaks to the very worst of a society. He seems to bring out the worst in people, and I have seen this personally, it boggles me that this man is considered a good leader, someone fit to rule a country. And he wants to prolong it.
I guess it makes me so mad and sad because it makes me see this harsh reality of people not thinking ahead, willing to buy into whatever senseless lie they're fed as long as some sort of material retribution comes along the lie. Many people actually attended rallies and marches because they were promised TVs and washing machines, because they were promised revenge on the upper classes that "held them slaves for so long".
I know all the influence the mass has on the individual, but it still floors me to see this level of hate-based denial. The Commander gives you the pleasure of seeing your boss moving in down the block in your increasingly dangerous neighborhood, your house is still falling little by little, but so is your old boss', this is vindication. This is government. This is Democracy.
Clearly I'm really embittered, and I have no idea what your opinion on the man is, but this is mine, not sure it even makes sense. Like I said, it's all very emotionally charged to me at the moment, in fact I don't think it will ever stop being a sore spot. Um, did I make my point? (or sense?)