Friday, December 18, 2009

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City without light and silence. Guayaquil

guayaquil sin luz

My city living without light. My city is part of a country composed of cities without light, in a continent full of hydroelectric dams dry.

My city has traveled back in time, merging with the present two chapters from the past. The XXI century is presented in a burlesque, dressed in the darkness of the Middle Ages and the smoky corners of Victorian toxicity.

When the light goes, it goes much people, and displayed the generators. They come in all sizes and colors. The city is full of them. The talks were off. When power is lost, also up the silence with her.

When power is lost, we take a little death. The city breathes more rubbish than usual. Curiously, no one gets a environmental impact study to talk about the consequences of both generator put in the public space. I pity my old friends who make their living in the arcades of the streets, they put soot in the lungs. Whenever I can, I recommend entering their homes. In my study

cope through batteries portable computers. Allocate time so that traditional examinations made during the blackouts. Before, when we snatched blackouts half the day, we had to become nocturnal. Freehand drawings and models of day digital shots at night. The monastic architecture became more than ever. Beyond

responsibilities, present and past policies that are involved in this situation, I interpret this as a symptom rather than reveals the imminent arrival of a second obscurantism, which is complemented by a world that is tired of living tamed by us . Power outages are not only in Ecuador; also occurring now in Venezuela, Bolivia and parts of Colombia. Peru and Panama are barbarians efforts to avoid having to restrict electricity. So far this decade, California, New England and parts of Canada have had similar situations, although not as prolonged. Not only do we return to the past, we repeat in a higher stratum. As the Romans razed to crops, livestock and forests in their baths and orgies; power we gorge, swallowing more than they produce.

Maybe we just the tip of an iceberg degenerative global infrastructure. After all, the chain always breaks at its weakest link. Even well, nothing remains but to ask for better times.

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