Thursday, July 30, 2009

The Craigslist [True] Tales: Compendium

Many people have written me about, "The C[T]T". Many state that they would like to follow the "Blognovel" more easily, since, it appears too difficult to do so because, I am publishing its "Blogepisodes" within and between some irrational randomized elapses of time, and therefore they have advised me to do what I have done it with the "El Arado Herbal Power Series", i.e., to build a sort of compendium or index so they can follow this BlogSequel more closely. Well, Here is my first effort about this and thank you, very much indeed, for letting me know about and for your interest in "the C[T]T", here it is a list in links of what it has been published so far of "The C[T]T" and I think I have ordered this list accordingly, you will let me know, don't you?

The Craigslist [True] Tales: The Compedium

£] Second Part

╖►It shall continue ...

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Managing This Crisis with Truth: Right is of not Sex - Truth is of not Color

Frederick Douglas' motto in his antislavery newspaper, "The North Star", was "Right is of not sex -- Truth is of not color"

“... And Aren't I a Woman”

Sojourner Truth

by John Manuel Kennedy

Founder of the Center for Human Development
The Plow of the Sea Inc.

"It is time to change many things in this country, especially one, that four power or the fifth wheel of the "super-ultras" and how they are profiting from the misery of other people through their bastard propaganda; it is altogether a new form of slavery. These idiots are enslaving our mere democracy and with it our freedom and rights"



In times of crises and extreme uncertainty, whether be economic or psychological, or both, like incidentally the world in which we are living by now, in these, the last years, of the first decade of the 21st century. These are the days in where those sad and deceitful “Macro, Medium and Mini-Madoffs” are all shown by the media at the global stage as if they were a parade of a group of capriciously painted cows. Today, when the news agencies are competing on how to make us sicker and, sicker, by reading to us, word by word, and presenting speechless but eloquent images and videos, over the already ubiquitous High Definition Television, or HDTV, about the bloodiest and most brutal assassinations all beyond our imagination. Thanks, to those cameras now we can watch the unbelievable reality of today’s world from our couch and yes, we still eating, without hesitance though, our chip potatoes and, the children their cheerios, all the while at our screens we can watch how somebody is getting kill somewhere. It is all part of the probability of the epoch in which we are living, it does not seen bizarre anymore, we can say it is natural that these events could or would happen; "[do] you know? from movies to reality or from reality to movies, and now we have the "added-value" of those video games as well, and therefore, everything for some people appears to be possible", a guy was explaining to me the other day, he was trying to make sense of our present violent days.

Yes, “These are the days my friends,” and the news are running on steroids and, within 360 degrees of the same facts, written in the same way, gesticulated in the same manner, salivated by four or five seemingly important mouthpieces, and of course, there is not doubt about all of it. Madoff acted “alone” or, the suspect was the criminal and, this is very important because now we know that we were not the victims. YouTube's cutest dancing dog needs to be beating-up by [y]our own video, “send your videos and win a T-shirt: ha-ha; wait...wait, we need to interrupt this program for giving you the latest breaking [you] news….” And thus, it is everyday. Does all of this, or part of it, help us to live better? What do you think? Perhaps?

The agents of the press make the millions, they become celebrities by supporting those people who are able to pay them more in cash. In contrast, they are trying very hard to convince us that they are [all] the professional independent voices of our nation, the faces of the best journalism ever; when in reality, what they really... really are, only the puppets of the worst kind of individuals, as Bloomberg put it in one time, of "those who can move" and pay and do what they want with the lives of the other people and the systems created precisely for improving and protecting the people. Yes, correct, of those who are selling even the debts or our debts at a global level, the debts and dreams of all of the Americans, and by the way, making a lot of money by doing it.

“Change” is what we are all looking for, a "change" in which everyone, or a least the majority, could believe in; but it is hard to change anything in a positive way when there are so many interests over other sort of interests, which are based evenly on motives of yet another interested parties who care less about the well-being of others, well they do care in their own special "way or move"; as for example, those people who not only implemented the system of slavery but they had the idiocy to fight against its abolition. Today good, positive and sound “change” must be geared to all people of all the nations of the world, as I have stated before, in time of chaos and lack of stamina to overcome shortcomings and injustices, or when one feel lack of courage to face what is wrong, we should or could look towards the actions and lives of those leaders, that evenly facing abominable systems, indescribable pain and hardships, had the valor and integrity to distinguish the time when and the way of how to fight for what is was right. Some of them were risking their well-beings by doing it and, sometimes evenly they lost their own families in that long meanwhile. Some of them were imprisoned, humiliated, ripped of their jobs, reputations and belongings and, many times some of them lost their own lives. However, they managed to change those unjustified policies, doctrines and practices by opposing to them with reason, while others remained silence because they were terrorized or intimidated or both.

If we use terror to terrify what really are we? if we torture the torturers, aren't we torturers as well? -- Yes, we need to defend ourselves, but we need to look into the "roots", the original causes of these conflicts; it is just very easy to hate, to blame, to point fingers, to destroys homes and lives, by using all sorts of gadgets, like espionage on citizens, so called domestic intelligence, or other means. I tell you this... yes I do, probably, it was the way in which the west was won, and the way used by some people in the United States to enslave other people, The "move" to stolen the lands of the original peoples of America, and the way some groups decided to brake into other governments in the world for creating puppet democracies, perhaps this was more successful than the "audacity" done in Vietnam and/or Iraq, because instead of invasion and persecution, they used persuasion, sabotage and again "intelligence".

Well, now that you use Google maps and social "Wikipedias", "twitters", "Facebooks" and "Myspaces", now that everyone is considered a suspect, a potential terrorist, I hope you can "see", "think", "feel" and "act" accordingly, because this is not the way, shape, form or reason, why many people came to America in the first place. I won't talk about the Africans, because, the majority of them were obliged, forced to came here, and also I won't talk about the original peoples of America, because they were here before all of us, 25,000 years ago, but now they live in "reservations" because many of them, preferred to honor their ancestry, something that was not and it is not very well accepted by the powers that were and are, incidentally the same ones who just took these lands, to sell in good price over the next foreclosure.

The hate has been managed a little bit, America in one point were the laughing stock of the world during the previous administration, and now we have a new president. His ancestry and background in the White House has epitomized again this country, as a country made of people who strive for liberty, equality and justice for all, the land of the brave and the free. Perhaps, "I am a savage...but this I know... everything is connected", and therefore now, we need to reconnect with people in the very especial ways America was able to do it before, in a past not too far from this, with the blues, Jazz and Rock.

America again, leading the people to the greatest good for all, but not creating a culture in which everybody is or can be rewarded to become an informant or a 911 operator; or a bastard noisy spy, who just make money on the misery of those who are having an affair on the streets and in secret living their fantasies or escaping their demons; or from those who are as blatant as, Thomas Paine, who can state clearly what needs to be said, written and done. Remember, Paine was English and what he stated in those times in favor of the independence of United States were in direct opposition to his King and Kingdom, the most powerful empire on earth at that epoch.

I am telling you, yes, I do, I beg your pardon, for my lack of touch, but also I am exposing, though never imposing my ideas to none. What is wrong is wrong, no matter whom you think you really are. How many missiles you have or how many nuclear weapons you can fire at once, it does not matter that your enemies are all the way wrong up to the end of the times; of course, terrorism is very wrong, extremely wrong and unacceptable, but in spite of all the aggravations, highly likelihoods of risk and uncertainty, within and architecture of choice, you cannot become what you, by law and by decent, diligent and well-intentioned effort, and moreover by reason, try to eradicate in the first place; read this word, "eradicate", again, that is the solution not only to terrorism but also for poverty and other maladies, at least we did it with the bubonic fever, didn't we. Eradication, it does not mean annihilation, that is different, because in that annihilation we are killing our own culture too, we are giving out our freedoms, justice, and our way of life, our own way of being us, just by doing the same or worst things that they [the terrorists or other seemingly extremists of both sides of the spectrum, left and right] were, or are able to do to us. Take a look what has happened in Iraq. It is all horrible and it is all wrong...

The most significant phrase that President Obama has uttered, I heard it lately, when he stated in a conference press, "I am only the president of United States", now that it is all that we need to do preemptively, looking for improving continuously our mainland, with creativity, like Thomas Alva Edison, or Tesla, Steve Wozniak, but please not trying to emulate people like Steve Ballmer or Bill Gates or Warren Buffett or Bloomberg, these people are obviously motivated by greed and power [We also need to take all them out of any Philanthropic capacity, they really do not understand nothing about it, because they feed from a schema of things that need few at the top and the rest at the bottom.]

We need people that inspire us, like Charles Lindbergh, Neil Armstrong, Benjamin Franklin, Henry David Thoreau, Cassius Clay, Martin Luther King Jr, Louis Armstrong, Abraham Lincoln, et al. Those and others are the real and eternal Americans, they had improved our lives in many ways, they made diligent efforts to put up with the obstacles that they faced in their lives and, they did it without interest [you can read credit or Buffett in here] and for the well being of others, and we are all grateful that they did all this because thanks to them we are better off today, this is tangible and we can feel it; there are many others, unknown heroes that every day deliver their care to make our children laugh and grow, like those grandparents, and those parents who in turn, everyday need to go to work to face the "Madoffs" of their times, the "Gates", the "Buffets", the "Bloombergs" and many other miserable type of "Bottom-liners" and assholes like the aforementioned, that unfortunately, it seems so, will be always around us. These are people "that can move and make moves", they just are dedicated to profit from, well sucking is the appropriate action verb, and the substantive, is exploitation, of the most "weaker links" in this blindly unjust market place, same market that so far has failed dramatically to bring the American Dream to its constituencies, now merely debtors, this within US and also over the rest of the world.

Now, again what is intelligence? Change to where we were in one point and them continue together growing, not an alignment or alienation, but a civilization of peace, with people who are working together as individuals with their own mind, not as ants or zombies without any discernment. Working or making efforts to improve their lives in the most humane way. This is possible and it is fair and over all this is the real American Way. "E Pluribus Unum".

Therefore, this paper is about one of those individuals, in reality, I wrote this paper circa 1998, when I was facing tremendous stress and somehow some of my colleagues told me, “well, aren’t you like Sojourner Truth, yet?” Up to that day, I had never heard about her, so this paper is the account of my search over who the real Sojourner Truth was and; and more importantly still, how she could provide me with examples on how to deal and manage positive change for my organization and elsewhere, facing a terrible crisis and a lot of stress.


Before I present my ideas to the reader, I would like to explain part of the process that took place in the creation of this document. I guess that this process is worth to be mentioned because it illuminates areas that otherwise would remain unperceived or lost.

The situation that propel the writing of this paper were complex and very challenging, so I did want to recreate another real scenario but much worst that the one I was experiencing at that moment. On one hand, I wanted to understand how the content of this research could be important not only for myself but also for other managers and on the other hand, how its elaboration would fit the interest and taste of many readers as possible, because I thought that managing change in positive ways was everybody's task, a task for people in their organizations, at their homes, churches, and schools, whether students or teachers, workers or administrators, churchgoers, atheists or reverends, managing change in our lives and helping others to reach better status, that is [the true] America and this global adventure all about.

I was focusing on many apparent successful personalities, in the world of business, such as Bill Gates, or Steve Jobs and even Marc Andreessen, all of them young living billionaires in this current digital age. Suddenly, I noticed an intense pain, I understood that some of my neurons were clogging in my brain around mainly two issues.

First, what the world excellence means for most of us, rational beings, and second, what excellence means in a world who needs more human services than those that are purported nowadays, more and more by automated computers alone? I knew well then that the aforementioned figureheads should be disregarded from the content of this paper, but my headache did not end just there.

My quest for that example of a “critical situation-magic solution” started with the word “excellence”. Facing a great degree of uncertainty a manager must execute the right things, and all famous managers are know to be excellent and that excellence is founded on the timely decisions that they could take no matter how big the opposition or the trouble is, once they study the many shapes and forms of the events and their consequences they hedge into action with unequivocally determination and dexterity. As Coretta Scott King wrote about the thoughts of Martin Luther King Jr.:

I want you to be in love. I want you to be first in moral excellence. I want you to be the first in generosity. I want you to be important, wonderful. If you want to be great, wonderful. But recognize that he who is greatest among you shall be your servant.
(Krass, 1998, p. 7)

When I read the lines that appear above, I remembered those people that have somehow influenced me the most. Some, as my mother, my father, my teachers, to all these fine people I have met them personally, but still others that I did not, such as Simón Bolívar or Mary Wollstonecraft, for example. In one way or another, I appreciate all these Human Beings because of their services to their particular societies. Like Bolívar and Wollstonecraft, there are others who did not work only for themselves or for the good of their families alone; they sacrificed their own lives for the well-being and betterment of other people. These are the real managers of change in our history. Through their efforts and ideals, the nations have improved the quality of life that they can offer to their constituencies. They have given example of altruism... of real love, compassion, and true excellence.

How easily then I was able to select the “role model”, again suddenly, but this time in contrast, my headache just disappeared ...bluff! Vanished, it was completely gone. It was a neuronal alignment, I imagined all my neurons forming exotic fractal designs with their dendrites and I saw in my thoughts two names: Mohandas K. Gandhi or Sojourner Truth.

I decided, at last! for Sojourner Truth because, for one thing, I knew Gandhi since I read about his life in the Reader's Digest when I was a ten year-old boy and also later on, I watched the movie; while from Sojourner Truth, I did not know nothing about, even more importantly the events surrounding segregation, slavery and especially those issues of race and gender were and are somehow important to me. Even though, in America these issues have been improved over the years, but obviously there is still a need to do more about them. Sojourner Truth was an active and positive agent of these causes, Woman Rights and Abolition of Slavery, when people would have been imprisoned, lynched or evenly killed for only participate in one of these events or uttered words in favor of these causes.

A System That Influenced Sojourner Truth

Therefore, I wanted to perform a psychosocial on Sojourner, i.e., I wanted to know how was her childhood and early adulthood; what was the cause or event or situation that propelled her success. In addition, I did want to understand which personal beliefs helped her through those tough and challenging times, did somebody help her?

Not too far away from where I am writing this paper, precisely in town that must be called Hurley, in New York, Sojourner Truth was born, yes it was around 200 hundred years ago, yes in the year of our Lord of 1797. She was born to see the light as a slave. She was considered a property, a commodity...a thing that can be bought or sold. She was named Isabella by her parents James and Elizabeth Baumfree who in turn were the property of the Colonel Hardenbergh. [46 year later she change her name to Sojourner Truth.] As commodity she was sold many times under different circumstances.

Slavery, what can I tell you? It was an old system, very well established and profitable, by the time Isabella arrived to this “new world” full of old tricks. Since 1626, Dutch settlers began importing slaves from Africa, (they were the first in doing so) to work in their farms. The British continued the “tradition” and by 1723 the Africans made up about the 15% of the entire New York population. Of course as you see slave were a very important part of that economy, if we can called that way.

Isabella Change Forever after her mother told her and her younger brother, “My children there is God ... He lives in the sky. ... When you are beaten, or cruelly treated, or fall into trouble, you must ask help of him, and he will always hear and help you” (Krass, 1998, P. 23). The mother assured them that they were under God's protection. Isabella would survive many atrocities because she had developed strong self-confidence and beliefs. She faced successfully all kind of adversities because she was convinced that God was safeguarding her at all times.

I think, the event that started Sojourner to think that she would be free one day was when she witnessed the pain when she witnessed the pain that her mother experienced when the slave traders took her children away from her. She would understand that something was very wrong about all of that.

Isabella also would be sold and so was separated from her mother when she was only 11 year-old and then her “master” became John Nealy, he also bought her brother, but nobody wanted her father because he was crippled, therefore she was separated from her both parents at that time.

Isabella, who spoke Dutch, did not understand the language of her new mistress, English, so she usually was cruelly beaten. Sojourner would describe her life with this family as a hell.

She always would have a strong Dutch accent, but she was fluent in English. She, as a female slave, would work in the fields and in the home. This factor would make physically strong. She was considered a reliable worker when she reached her teens. Isabella was a tall woman who could work as hard as any man in the field, and as efficiently as any woman for the chores at home.

She married with an old slave name Thomas with whom she never became too close yet they had a number of children together. Her first child was Diana, and after the next 12 years, Isabella gave birth to four more children: Elizabeth, Hannah, Peter, and Sophie. They learned the same lesson that Sojourner learned from her mother: Never steal, never lie, and always obey your master.

Year after year, she would juggle her duties in the field, planting corn, chopping wood, and hauling buckets of water for the family that owned her at the time [the Dumonts] with her nursing and caring responsibilities as a mother.

On July 4, 1827 slaves in New York celebrated “Freedom Day”, it was the day that the legislature had decreed that al slaves over the age of 28 would be free. Sojourner was free due that she was bought by a Quaker family who would set her free because they did not believe in slavery; nevertheless, all her children except Sophie were slaves. She was one of the first black American women in the United States who won a lawsuit. After this incident, I believe she would understand that she had a mission, and the power to carry on this mission. fro this brief biography we can understand that Sojourner Truth's life was affected by the slavery system, but her values and strong determination would make her dreams can true. The Van Wageners were her mentors; they set her free, and helped her by giving her their spiritual and material support.

The Mission of Sojourner Truth and Her Leadership Qualities

There are many types of organizations; mostly we can divide them in profit and no-profit. Sojourner Truth fits in the organization chart as founder and CEO of a non-profit organization. So let us explore how this it is so.

Peter Drucker (1995) wrote, “For the ultimate test is not the beauty of the mission statement. The ultimate test is action.” One word that could describe Sojourner Truth is precisely: “action”. From the early stages of her life until her very last days. She always was building up her character. She was recognizing the “holes” in those systems of her time.

Peter Senge
(1993) explains that leading organizations concentrate in both, generative learning and adaptive learning; by generative learning, he meant the natural impulse of human beings to learn, it involves creativity. In contrast, adaptive learning is about coping. (pp. 7-9)

Sojourner Truth, learned to cope with her situation, she worked hard as few people would, and she learned English. Although she could not read or write, she published her experiences as a slave by narrating them to one of her friends.

The organization that she adapted to in the first place was the slavery system, and then based on her own experiences she realized that women were also deprived of their rights as slaves were in those times. She decided to connect with leaders of the women's rights movement to aid their causes. Therefore, she ended liberating herself and she even decided to fight for the rights of women.

Because of her purpose and her commitment and most importantly her achievements in spite of all the adversities that she faced in her life, it is my understanding, that Sojourner Truth is the Chief Executive Officer and the Chairman of the Board of the Human Rights movement at least in America.

I have the pleasure to write that she was considered an electrifying public speaker that she was a successful fundraiser for organizations that helped African Americans, and supported the Women's Rights movement. She encouraged and supported President Lincoln during the Civil War.

In many ways, I feel that the thirteenth amendment to the U.S. Constitution was her mission statement, “Neither slavery nor involuntary servitude... should exist within the United States nor any place subject to its jurisdiction.” (Krass, 19880).

Peter Drucker was the first to realize the importance of focusing in the means of production instead of the ends. Sojourner Truth realized this concept too. She did what she did because she had a firm conviction that slavery was wrong. Somehow, she was able to focus on those people who were suffering that unjust system.

The anti-slavery activist accomplished her goals by focusing in the means ...the people. She understood the importance of motivating and encouraging people that were interested in fighting the injustices therein in slavery and the lack of human rights. In this way, Sojourner seemed to just follow the dictum of Peter Drucker about commitment; let us imagine living 30 years as slave, and more than 50 years working for the liberation of slaves and for the women's rights. She was obviously committed all her life to her mission.

Drucker (1995) also mentioned the need to establish concrete action goals (pp. 4-5). Sojourner stated that she had received her mission from God himself/herself, so she thought that she possessed God's vision, a vision that she wanted and shed did follow till her final days and with all her energy. Hence her assurance to plan and implement her goals and objective; for example, first she wanted to be free, and then she wanted her sons to be free, next she wanted women to be able to vote. Thereupon, she wanted equal rights and better opportunities of employment for women and African-Americans. At that pint, she understood the importance of hospitals and health care for African-Americans.

Sojourner ended up meeting two presidents in the White House, Lincoln and Grant. People that were inspired by her speeches wrote poems in her name, in fact they still doing this nowadays but with more frequency. She published her book in 1850, “The narrative of Sojourner Truth,” she was 53 years old by then. She accomplished all these by, as Drucker stated, setting concrete action-goals. “Non-profit institutions exist for their mission. They exist to make a difference in the society and in the life of the individual. They exist for the sake of their mission, and this must never be forgotten.” (Op. cit., p. 45)

The Northampton Association of Education and The Industry
and Freedmen's Hospital were the two first institutions that addressed the needs of poor people funded by the Federal Government of United States. Sojourner Truth joined both organizations, because she had understood their mission, she wanted to make a difference and she did it indeed.

Thus, when Peter Senge (1995) talks about that leaders are designers and the teachers who have the skills to build a shared vision (pp. 8-13) he seems to be talking about Sojourner Truth. In addition in “The Fifth Discipline: A shift of Mind,” Senge (1997) presents the idea that a “system thinking” is the ability to think in the wholes, the capacity to recognize connections: Sojourner indeed had this discipline since she understood completely that slavery was only the beginning for improving the civil rights in United States. She was able to see the big picture in the fabric of the society in which she lived.

Lessons Learned From Sojourner Truth
The most I like about Sojourner is her attitude, because she would strongly challenge adversaries. I remember reading her debate over the “Weak Sex”. She would stand up with her six feet tall frame and with her deep voice and strong Dutch accented English would say:

“Where is so much racket, there must be something out of killer. That 'something' was the domination of women and blacks by white men,” the turning to the then minister who has states previously that women were took weak to deserve equal rights she responded, “How could that be? Nobody had ever helped me into carriage, or ever carried me over a mud puddle, or even given me the best place anywhere,” and pulling her arm she voice louder but without screaming at the audience, “And aren't I a women? Look at me! Look at my arm! I have planted and plowed and gathered into barns, and no man could head me. And aren't I a women?” (Krass, 1998, p 17)

The plenty of things that we can learn and emulate from Sojourner, even her name is 'singular', but what personally I like the most about her is her commitment and her ability to work with people with different background, education, economic status, race and gender. Therefore, looking the life of Sojourner Truth, we can discover how our perceptions influenced the way we think, feel and behave with others or towards others and how this awareness can facilitate and improve our lives, at work, at home, and within our communities. As I described before, I was interested in discovering what some people would do when they face a crisis and high degree of uncertainty with the end to improve my managerial practice. Sojourner has given many incentives and ideas, I found one of the most important tools, her ability to strategies, i.e., strategy management. He approach towards people in power and her alliances confirms that she was able to influence people because she knew how to use different approaches, what we called the business-level and corporate-level approaches for instance.

Strategic management is the most delicate detail for the success of an organization, in other words, formulating and implementing start with the most fundamental purpose of the organization, i.e., the mission. Who can doubt about what was the mission of Sojourner Truth?

Equally important is the application of the traditional SWOT analysis, this shall help managers-leaders to formulate effective strategies by avoiding weaknesses, neutralizing treats, and exploiting strengths and opportunities.

In closing, the concepts of turbulence and uncertainty have assisted me to understand somehow how Sojourner throughout her strong beliefs, purpose and perseverance was able to manage both of them. She was able to anticipate problems, and skip barriers and/or obstacles in her way, this is particularly important for all managers of positive change. Sojourner it is an example that is set of stone, an example that could help us all to face and overcome or even better avoid, if we just could, the crises and calamities that we, now, do not have other choice but change. Thank Sojourner your courage is an standard [that] I must follow.

Partially review by JMK on 08-11-09

Monday, July 20, 2009

Hasta en los Mejores Imperios Es Como una Piedra Absoluta: No Se Puede Defender La Libertad, Ni A La Familia Con Orejas de Ahora, Entre Casas de Cartón y Con Las Manos Desasidas Por La Angustia

Jorge Cafrune
"Coplas del Payador
[Letra en la parte inferior]

"Los Americanos"

Pues me alegra mucho que me contactes y que podamos continuar nuestra amistad de algún modo aunque sea virtual. Te cuento algo más, dejé de entrenar después de ocupar el segundo lugar en el A.A.U. Mr. Universo 1986 in Tucson, Arizona de eso ya ha pasado 23 añejos. Tengo el video que fuera transmitido por la cadena de televisión ESPN en directo, veré como lo cargo o lo subo al "tútubo" aquel para publicarlo en algún lado y, si encuentro un par de fotos por ahí, así que haré otro relato del “86” en una de mis bitácoras uno de estos días que espero que sea no muy lejano.

Competir en Tucson, no fue necesariamente, la razón primaria o la cual me hizo quedarme aquí en la "Gusanía", por mí fuera nunca hubiera dejado al Perú, es más, algún día sabrán que yo nunca lo he hecho realmente. Pero hubo otra razón mucho más importante, la que me irritó tanto que terminé por decidir por esperar dos años más y no regresar al momento después de finiquitado ese campeonato mundial del 84 en las Vegas. Tomé la decisión paulatinamente y así de ese modo, sin más plan que el de no regresar al Perú, y con el sólo motivo de competir por mi país, me quedé en esta ciudad de "eme," y por un muy buen tiempo. Pero esa es ya otra memoria que la tendrás que leer tal ves, algún día, en una de mis bitácoras .

No te cuento lo que sufrí en esa primera temporada de invierno navideño por acá en Nueva York, ni de aquel año nuevo del año 85 bajo ese cero del todo y lleno de frio, pero aunque he tenido algunas alegrías aquí, vivir en el “exilio”, aunque éste haya sido por voluntad propia, no es ninguna panacea. A lo largo de estos años, y desde que arribé en estos lares, he recibido el blasón de las Américas de Chocano, los heraldos negros de Vallejo, las lieds de Eguren, y como si fuera poco, Martí me condecora todos los días con estas, las mismísimas entrañas de una verdadera bestia, o serán tal vez las garras que nos advertía Bolívar desde el lecho de su muerte o quizás las premoniciones en esos estribillos de Cafrune o de Piero. ¿Qué [¡carajo!] sé Yo?

Entonces Allí tienes a algunos de los miembros mi familia, están vivos, no han muerto, ¿cómo podrían haberlo hecho? Nunca, ellos viven por las venas abiertas, por los ríos hambrientos, por que el mundo, compadre, es ancho y es bien ajeno. Es como si ellos me arengaran hablándome todos lo días, me dan razones para existir, para creer que el mundo pudiendo ser mejor no lo es y pudiendo ser peor, pues sin hacer mucho esfuerzo lo está logrando colectivamente y desde adentro de las mejores familias, iglesias, escuelas y universidades. Martín Adán, o mejor dicho, Rafael de la Fuente Benavides, tenía razón el verdadero y legítimo "Larco Herrera" queda afuera del [Víctor] Larco Herrera, y yo que estoy tan lejos de Lima, que ya [tú] te puedes imaginar.

No obstante hay que seguir poniendo gimnasios en los lugares más inhóspitos, como aquellos de los nuestros, no sólo para los músculos o para los huesos sino también para las neuronas que tienen por corazón a nuestro cerebro, [imagínate, "majo,"  ¿Qué pasaría si encontraríamos el corazón de cada una de nuestras neuronas y con ellos formaríamos un nuevo corazón para nuestras vidas? Eso se llama ideal. [Allí la raíz de nuestro un muy personal "Coran Mundi y Coram Deo"].

Porque no es posible tanta maldad, tanto consumismo, tanto amarillismo, tanta vidriosidad, enseguida me desdigo, ergo sí. Sí es posible, hasta parecería que es rentable, pero no, no es dable y como se está viendo que pasa hasta en los mejores imperios, no es sostenible, ni menos es, defendible.

Escríbeme siempre, que como ya te indiqué hay mucho por mejorar y para eso hay oportunidades tanto en el campo como en la ciudad, lo decía nuestro "tío Johnny" "Haz el bien sin mirar a quien". Hacerlo lo que haya que hacer ya sea desde adentro o por afuera del mismísimo “Larco Herrera,” o simple y llanamente viviremos siempre como en una cita eterna en esa “La Casa de Cartón” y con “La Mano [completamente] Desasida” y lo que es peor aún sin ninguna Poesía.

Martín Adán

La mano desasida

Y yo me moriré
Porque no me basto.
Pero tú vives, Machu Picchu,
Piedra que se está en su alto.

Piedra que me representa,
Piedra que se está gastando.
Nada será después de mi momento,
Todo ya era cuando yo nacía.
Tras de mi muerte no moriré nunca,
Siempre comenzará la vida.
Todo será como es y, sin embargo,
Todo será variedad, sino, simpatía.
¡Todo será como es porque está ardiendo y doliéndome!
¡Porque no hay otra cosa!
Todo será como es porque no son
Sino mi cuerpo y la nube y tu roca!
Todo, porque yo hablo todavía
Y todo el mundo es oreja de ahora!
¡Y el aire es mi terror, y el río sueña,
Y suena sin cesar, sin verdadera sombra!
¿Dormirás, Alma Mía?
¿Despertarás mañana a tu quehacer?
¿Serás otra vez la que te fuiste?
¿Serás otra vez?
¡Ante esta roca, que te está mirando
Y que te ve,
Y que te ve tremenda con un solo ojo
De mil pies;
Ante esta roca, huir es imposible
Y hay que desnacer y renacer!
Porque ser es necesario,
No hay otro modo de no ser y renacer.
¿Y si no eres, qué eres, qué serás, qué Dios,
Qué intenso ser
Te arrastrará en su furia?

Martín Adán en La Casona

Coplas del Payador Persiguido

Con permiso voy a entrar aunque no soy convidao
pero en mis pagos un asado no es de naides y es de todos
yo voy a cantar a mi modo después que haya churrasqueao.

Yo se que muchos dirán que peco de atrevimiento
si largo mi pensamiento pal rumbo que ya elegí
pero... siempre he sido así, galopiador contra el viento.

La sangre tiene razones que hacen engordar las venas
pena sobre pena y pena hacen que uno pegue el grito
la arena es un puñadito, pero hay montañas de arena.

No se si mi canto es lindo o si saldrá medio triste
nunca fuí zorzal ni existe, plumaje mas ordinario
yo soy pájaro corsario que no conoce el alpiste.

Vuelo porque no me arrastro, que el arrastrarse es la ruina
anido en árbol de espina lo mesmo que en cordillera,
sin escuchar la zonzera del que vuela lo gallina.

No me arrimo así nomá, a los jardines floridos
sin querer vivo alvertido pa no pisar el palito
hay pájaros que solitos se entrampan por presumidos.

Aunque mucho eh traqueteado no me engrilla la prudencia
es una falsa experiencia vivir temblándole a todo
cada cual tiene su modo, la rebelión es mi ciencia.

Yo soy de los del montón, no soy flor de invernadero
igual que el trébol campero crezco sin hacer barullo,
me apreto contra los yuyos y así lo aguanto al pampero.

Acostumbrado a las sierras yo nunca me se marear
y si me siento a alabar me voy yendo despacito,
pero aquel que es compadrito paga pa hacerse nombrar.

Si me dicen señor agradezco el homenaje
mas soy gaucho entre el gauchaje y soy nadie entre los sabios
y son para mí los agravios que le hagan al paisanaje.

La vanidad es yuyo malo que envenena toda huerta
es preciso estar alerta manejando el asador
pero no falta el varón que la riega hasta en su puerta.

El trabajo es cosa buena, es lo mejor de la vida
pero la vida es perdida trabajando en campo ajeno
unos trabajan de trueno, y es para otros la llovida.

El estanciero presume de gauchismo y arrogancia
el cree que es extravagancia que su peón viva mejor.
mas no sabe ese señor que por su peón tiene estancia.

El que tenga sus reales hace muy bien en cuidarlos
pero si quiere aumentarlos que a la ley no se haga el sordo
que en todo puchero gordo los choclos se vuelven malo.

Yo vengo de muy abajo y muy arriba no estoy
al pobre mi canto doy y así lo paso contento
porque estoy en mi elemento y ahí valgo por lo que soy.

Cantor que canta a los pobres ni muerto se ha de callar
pues ande vaya a para el canto de ese cristiano,
no ha de faltar el paisano que lo haga resucitar.

Si alguna vuelta he cantado ante panzudos patrones
he picaneado las razones profundas del pobrerío
yo no traiciono a los míos por palmas y patacones.

Si uno canta coplas de amor, de potros, de domador,
del cielo y de las estrellas
dicen que cosa mas bella, si canta que es un primor!

Pero si uno como Fierro por ahi se larga opinando
el pobre se va acercando con las orejas alertas
y el rico vicha la puerta y se aleja reculando.

Tal vez alguien haya rodado tanto como rodé yo
pero le juro créamelo!, que ví tanta pobreza
que yo pensé con tristeza, Dios por aquí y no pasó.

Nadie podrá señalarme que canto por amargao
si he pasao las que he pasao quiero servir de advertencia
el rodar no sera cencia, pero tampoco es pecao.

Amigos voy a dejarlos
está mi parte cumplida
en la forma preferida de una milonga pampeana
canté de manera llana ciertas cosas de la vida.

Ahura me voy no sé adonde
pa mí todo rumbo es bueno
los campos con ser ajenos los cruzo de un galopito
guarida no necesito yo se dormir al sereno.

Y aunque me quiten la vida
o engrillen mi libertad
o aunque chamusquen quizá
mi guitarra en los fogones
han de vivir mis canciones en el alma de los demás.

No me nuembren que es pecao
y no comenten mis trinos
yo me voy con mi destino pal lao donde el sol se pierde
tal vez alguno se acuerde que aquí cantó un argentino

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Al Año un Requiem Al mejor momento de la vida de Arístedes

Foto del Historiador y Escritor Peruano Arístedes Herrera Cuntti

Requiem Al mejor momento de la vida de Arístedes

By John M. Kennedy T.

¡Despierta! "...Ya va a venir el día ponte el alma" nos lo dice César Vallejo,
Allí Vallejo, en sus poemas nos legó su alma como en París aún yacen sus huesos.
Con aquellos febriles Húmeros y desde su cerebro nos dictaba el vate sus Heraldos Negros
¡Hay Golpes tan fuertes...!
Como la muerte del escritor e historiador Arístides Herrera Cuntti
Arístedes Peruano con la "P" del Pisco
Batallador incansable con la "P" del Pacífico
Arí del mar de Grau
Como las viñas históricas, Arí es añejo e imperecedero
Sus vinos son libros que van temperándose sin apremios ni esperas
Ojos bien abiertos sin tiempo
Cuánto saben los testigos ¿No?
Digo, como decía Vallejo: "Es un decir",
¿se podrá enterrar a la tierra con su propia tierra?
¿O embarrar el barro?
¿"Los dedos" son grandes y taparán el sol con la Wikipedia?
¡Acuérdate! La luna también levanta mareas
Hablarían las bestias por sus huesos,
Los fardos funerarios publicarían un embrional desvelo
No faltaba más siempre hay huellas hasta en esas arenas movedizas de las más
misérrimas eras
¡Hay que ser tolerantes y dejar morir también a esos enfermos de alma enferma!
Ya les vendrá su propio día ... también a su pluma y a su lengua
Mira que a esa cobardía de blasfemar contra un muerto la anotaron ya en el infierno
¿Sé acordarán de ellos?
¿alguién más o aún sus propios y dueños?
Pero hay muchas razones en esas letras
No solamente de Arí son los sueños pero de muchos
Los datos son proporcionales a la justicia y a la libertad
Por lo tanto dibujan sus razones por causa y con materia eterna
Entonces el mejor momento de la vida de Arí no ha llegado aun todavía
...¡Yo no se!

Al año de su sensible fallecimiento, un recuerdo más de quien en vida fuera el Señor Arístedes Herrera Cuntti

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Nobody Like The Korean Wonder Girls!

English: The Wonder Girls at the 2008 MBC Campus Song Festival.
한국어: 2008 MBC 대학가요제에서 공연 중인 원더걸스

4 October 2008(2008-10-04)


From left to right: Ye-eun, Sunye, Sohee, Sunmi, and Yubin at the MBC Campus Song Festival in October 2008.

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The Wonder Girls Performing

The Official Video

"Tell me"

Monday, July 13, 2009

The Craigslist [True] Tales: Second Part - BlogEpisode III - [Intro for] Circumdederunt Me

Please, Listen this sacra music [to set the tone] and continue into "Columbus Circle"

One of the most beautiful music ever created: "Circumdederunt me" from the "Missa Queramus cum pastoribus" interpreted divinely by "La Capella Reial de Catalunya" under the musical Conduction of Jordi Savall, by the way, this song is also interpreted by the choir of Westminster Cathedral.

Circumdederunt me gemitus mortis, dolores inferni circumdederunt me

Dante Alighieri's face?
Resultado final (cr�dito: Universidade de Bologna)

The final results surprised many experts who have studied Dante's life. These experts always imagined that the poet would have his nose longer that the one show in the model above made by a team of scientists at the University of Bologna. (Source: BBC Brasil).

Ozzy Osbourne Sings Hellraiser

Beatus ille ...
Horace's second Epod
[From the last part of the first Part] John Manuel[JM]: Why?! Why are there so many connections?!" -- When Dante heard my question, for the first time showed me his deep eyes by looking at my face but in a panoramic way, I had never seen eyes like that, and told me ...


It had just stopped raining but "Columbus Circle" seemed as if it were one of the circles of Dante's inferno. The streetlights bounced infinitely from all over the place and sometimes [they] submerged capriciously in dynamic colors inside the naturally watered plaza. I did not know what to expect, evenly, I did not know why I stayed with and followed to, all that long, this "Dante". I thought that in some way, I was doing almost the same as I have done all these years, I knew that I was in a kind of hell but I did not do much to get out of New York either, so with “Dante” I just let “things” happen to me. Anyways, something very special attracted and detained me with "Dante". Although, I was not sure about to start a trip or any Katabasis [or catabasis] with this Dante’s figure. I have never been in my life interested in, or worry about where or what hell was, or for that same matter in any of its supposed demons, but the 'possession' of that mysterious colors that Manhattan’s cityscape had in that instant made me wonder about it; all the vermilions, those orange tones and, the various grays tints, it looked like as a macabre under-painting, something related to the Verdaccio Leonardo used for the back-back-ground of the “Virgin of the rocks”. Besides, that strange appearance of my "host Dante” made me say to myself, "What a “wonderful” Underworld must be" and, so let’s go deep down there....

Virgen de las rocas, escena - Leonardo  da Vinci -

Dante[D]: Beatus ille...
John Manuel [JM]: Be... What?
D: Mi Dispiace, non capisco; (I am sorry , I don't understand?) I said 'Beatus Ille! for God Sake, can you just understand that?
JM: Look, I'm sorry too, but just in case, I am not the one who has come from 'nowhere' and now is here inviting people to the inner circles of his "hell", and now you have the "balls" to ask me if I could understand just what...? Hey, now I am the one who is asking you!, why did you state that there are so many connections between the "Craigslist [True] Tales (G[T]T)" and your inferno or why are you here bugging me with your hell? It doesn't make much sense [to me] after all and, even more so, when you just answered by uttering: "Beautus Ille!" so should I say in response, "Carpe Diem"?

Very soon after he heard this, Dante replied, by changing his gesture; his facial configuration appeared more relaxed in that moment and, then he slowly stated...
D: Correct... "enjoy now the mere day, the instant in which you are alive, as also, the same place in which you are standing in this moment right now, [but] don't believe in tomorrow", or as Horace will put it originally in latin: "Carpe diem quam minimum credula postero"

I wasn't completely sure what he meant by saying all of this to me, but adding how his voice sounded then and, all the paraphernalia he was wearing, I got more and more preoccupied about the real nature of this guy. If he were a simplistic idiotic "fashionista", like the one who is interpreted by that British Jewish Actor, Sacha Baron Cohen, in the film "Brüno", he wouldn't know anything or very little about Horace, "Beatus Ille" or "Carpe Diem" and, let alone he could put it that well within the context of our weird dialogue. Somehow, and all the sudden, as a rare inspiration, I started to think very seriously about those words ["Carpe Diem and Beatus Ille"] and how I came to know them and; more so, how I came across "Horace" in my life; perhaps more importantly, how, what I managed to learn about this poet, impacted me in many profound ways and for the rest of my days....

It shall continue.....

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