SOUTHAVANAFRICA 2010

30 06 2010
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CARLOS SALADRIGAS REVISITED

29 06 2010




THE OLD GUAMÁ, CARÁ…!

28 06 2010


EL VIEJO GUAMÁ, CARÁ…!, originally uploaded by orlandoluispardolazo.

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Editorial.

We greet our readers.

We are born to fulfill the sacred mission of journalism. We come to say what others remain silent about. We are motivated by nothing more than our creed that this is a democracy and to show that we are a force, however modest, without support from the government or political institutions.

Nothing and no one can silence us, our mission is only to say the things as they are in their essence, and we care nothing for flattery or abuse. We will tell only our truth and will be whip to injustices, immoralities and the shame that takes possession of our social atmosphere.

Nothing else. And we hope to be received as we are, small in format but great in our faith.





UBIESTUPID

27 06 2010


UBIESTUPID, originally uploaded by orlandoluispardolazo.

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UBIESTUPID

27 06 2010




REP(LY)UBLICA

26 06 2010

DEGENERATIONAL MANIFESTO

Orlando Luis Pardo Lazo

To be evil, to be nice, to be reactionary, to be lucid, to be the best. Hard work for a generation left on the sidelines of the action, supplanted in the middle of the street, stuck on the street of fear.

What a shame. We should have come so far, we should have dynamited any karstic concepts of our notion of a nation.

Today I look for the glance of my friends, who are no more, and I see only vile glass. They have renounced their biographies in exchange for a little time to neither kill nor be killed. After all, everyone has retired to the complicit cowardice of his cave.

Harassed at the whim of the tsar, we have been left to ourselves, in the hands of adulterated adults who deliver their speeches through dentures and laboriously make love; in the hands of media missionaries who cultivate the ubiquitous gift of malice or imbecility; in the hands of the shells of heartless Cubans; in the hands of paid ghosts who stigmatize wholesale any sprouts of new life; in the hands of state warriors who lack the grace of so many pedantic patriots, since the only thing they hold in their gross claws is the cynical shadow of National Security Forces. They are only marionettes of ministerial bullying, who kick to be allowed a shitty microphone on radio or TV, in addition to the usual travel permit and blank check for travel. And faced with a such a state of intellectual mercenaries it would be ingenuous to waste five minutes of text to practice the reply (it’s preferable to remain at the epicenter).

To be narcissistic, to be anarchistic, to be terrifying, to be mute, to be better. Hard work for a generation left to snatch the beauty of the action, uprooted in the middle of the street, cursed in the middle of the street.

What a luxury. We should have been wounded so far away, dynamited any karstic concept of our notion of a nation.





CUBA SICKLER

24 06 2010

CUBA SICKLER, originally uploaded by orlandoluispardolazo.

ARIEL EATEN BY THE CHOLERA OF CALIBAN IN DIARIO EN CUBA:

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