Iñaki Arzuaga
Slogan: Essay on the Interior Martin Caparros, returning to the previous reader's notes on the first chapters of the book.
Seeking Neverland
A journalist is one who can tell things would not usually creatively designed and how the account. The world is the color of glass that looks, they say. Should be added that is also what the shape of the frame of the telescope allows you to frame. For as Angela would say, the girl she jumped When looking and seeing is not the same. One looks with what you have within yourself. The Interior is like a ball that unwinds slowly, ironically, and in the various crosses the road being built a web-shaped country. That country that the reporter is made of what was lost, but trying to find throughout the trip because there is a voice that says "look for what you never lost"
"The idea is that if People do not think it will never overthrow it, and here you can learn to think collectively. This is the early history, Martin, is neither history nor the sixties. You think that again you need to start thinking, looking for something that is not that screen that tells you buy this, buy that. Think you're going to be the fertilizer, the way bones that many people will step until you can change something ... "As would León (IPCC)," is how people think sometimes the difference. " And is this what the writer tries to see, show, think. This reporter who arrives to the last page thinking that his story is part of the story of something that has never lost (a country).
Elinterior (well, all together) is "more than one country, one word," says the columnist. In the word is the power of identity, seems to say. And it's also the way (well, all together), the form in which reality becomes a symbol. But later, this reporter that historicized, which envelops and develops, but it comes to, he discovers that the origins of the country, the locals took him to Cordoba "a symbol of his power, the only print the country to install it Plaza de Mayo and say here is where they print the word where it is decided and handled the word. " And again, how important a word?, What a thought?, Who has the floor? ... The word is control. And rebellion.
Throughout the chapters, the writer is concerned about the power of words to generate action and sustain identities. And deals with conceptualizing from the description of the effect of those who monopolize the word, the status of the word. In San Juan the chronicler says that the publicity given the prestige of being modern. "Mar del Plata awaits you," said one ad I remember last summer ... A "expect something perhaps? Would not people who should expect things? Who has the power to decide what to watch: the sea or the people? Chango Spasiuk would say, the flower needs no explanation, only makes sense if someone is coming, the look, the smell ... and the flower is there, without any sign that says "this is a flower" Why is that tourism needs labels?, it seems asked the reporter ... Media and tourism, travel and look ... Pairs of zero-sum: if you win one, lose another.
Interior, media, power, stereotypes and monopoly of the word are condensed in the following passage that suspends columnist, making substitute silence is more than eloquent: "I read on page thirteen of Diario de Cuyo yesterday killed three people in traffic accidents. After the article says that one was a rural worker stepped bike by a truck when he went to work, another boy hit by a bus while playing football and the other a cyclist by a truck. I imagine the front page titles if he had died in an assault "media decision? "Business decision? "Pattern unconscious? "Political decision? Excessive confidence in the media, probably ... As the lady who hoped that the problem of transcending a worm sandwich, or the man who thought the population of the city because he said it Clarín. The power of the media ...
A media project and what a politician does with it is, arguably, one aspect of the border. A political project is, in every sense, the definition of something: a something. "... The children of Argentines are also very familiar with Portuguese, especially on television "... "At the entrance of the village is a sign: only love what we know. The country begins at the border. Welcome to Bernardo de Irigoyen "Again, what is a border?, What is home?, When you enter a country," a border "is a statement? The media come into play identities that undermine or are in the wings because the only thing of interest (not always) is to mount a stage where things happen. As that scene Minimal Stories in the small town girl who makes a multiprocessor ends with the useless set of beauty because he has nowhere to plug it. There was something hidden, beautiful, in the eyes of that girl that the staging of the television program on the part did not come to reflect. In those holes gets the chronicler
"... that it serves the media and radio in this case, so that everyone can travel, some of the facts, others with the imagination that is also the social task that the media owe the people "and the chronicler laughs, a little ... Perhaps the task for social or exaggerated that will assist in the lives of people that seem to tell the media that the meeting echoed: traveling with imagination, equality. Noble task of the media ...
Cruel in the poster
sends propaganda
Cruel in the poster
"Travelling in the tourist areas is more complicated, because everything is done to make it easier. It's like watching TV, all ready to fulfill the role of receptor to let in a limited, closed. " Tourism closing, the trip that opens (questions).
In short, all those thing you see The reporter can be everyday. As the mate, that is, sucking water through a skewers. But see, be aware of what constitutes us is seed planted by a reporter. See generally not easy when it comes to what is self-Argentinean. A few days ago someone told me that her daughter in their twenties who leaves the country at least twice a year (and not say "travels "...), had returned from Machu Pichu and a commentary on the coffee had been that was losing his sense of wonder. I said nothing to that person. Just imagine what would be in front of Aconcagua, or feet in a river in Córdoba, or walking the red soil of Misiones or Salta Valley, simpler still, I thought of that description that the writer makes his return, in plain view that peace of mind again. Back in need, be able to maintain the surprise, watch ("that which, otherwise, it would look"), not to be frightened of being at peace or be lost in the known / unknown travel would that be?
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