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Ya no basta con rezar [Enough Praying] (Aldo Francia - 1972)
Source: mutualassureddistraction
“We’ll achieve an authentic democracy” (Salvador Allende)
-Salvador Allende interview
There’s a reason this man continues to inspire so many people almost 40 years after his death. Compare his passion, his concern, and his eloquence with the evasive and heartless politicians of this country and you will see that, for all his flaws, Salvador Allende was a great man with an unparalleled love for humanity.

It pains me to know that many people still are not aware of what occurred on September 11th… in 1973
Source: historicalconfessions

Check out this outstanding assembly of fine gentlemen (from the left):
Anastasio Somoza García, dictator of Nicaragua from 1936 to 1956 (you can only see his nose);
Paul Magloire, dictator of Haiti from 1950 to 1956;
Dwight D. Eisenhower, president of the U.S. from 1953 until 1961;
Carlos Ibáñez del Campo, dictator of Chile from 1927 until 1931 and constitutional president from 1952 to 1958;
José Figueres Ferrer, president of Costa Rica 1948–1949, 1953–1958, and 1970–1974;
Pedro Eugenio Aramburu, dictator of Argentina from 1955 to 1958;
Ricardo Arias Espinosa, president of Panama from 1955 to 1956;
Juscelino Kubitschek, president of Brazil from 1956 to 1961;
Fulgencio Batista, dictator of Cuba 1940-44 and 1952-59;
José Maria Velasco Ibarra, president of Ecuador from 1934–1935, 1944–1947, 1952–1956, 1960–1961, and 1968-1972.;
Carlos Castillo Armas, dictator of Guatemala 1954-57;
Adolfo Ruiz Cortines, president of Mexico from 1952 to 1958,;
Alfredo Stroessner, dictator of Paraguay from 1954 to 1989;
Alberto Fermín Zubiría, president of Uruguay from 1956-57. (AP Photo/Byron Rollins).
Signing the OAS’ Declaration of Panama on July 22, 1956.
In recent times the island has served as a warning of the cultural and environmental dangers of overexploitation.
Source: iheartbjork
that the very Catholic, Christian, “pro-life” military rulers of Argentina and Chile during the 1970s/1980s supported this practice.
*The first video is a clip from the Argentine film Cautiva, about a girl who was illegally adopted by a military family after she was born to a pregnant woman who eventually was ‘disappeared’ by the military dictatorship. Though the film’s story is fictional, it’s based on real-life historical events. If you watch the video closely, you can see that the actress portraying the pregnant woman has marks of torture on her face (what I’m saying is that these sick fuckers in the military, who probably considered themselves “pro-life” and good Catholics and all of that, tortured pregnant women).
*The second video is a tribute to the pregnant women who were made to disappear in Chile (they were either murdered before or after they had their children, no one knows). Again, the same thing in Argentina happened in Chile (read above about pregnant women being tortured).
PABLO NERUDA,
Leyendo sus propias lineas..
POEMA 20
Que hermoso escuchar la triztesa de este poema del quien lo creo..
Saber como se sentia, porque lo escribio…
Este hombre es un genio.. es TODO!
Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.
Escribir, por ejemplo: ” La noche está estrellada,
y tiritan, azules, los astros, a lo lejos”.
El viento de la noche gira en el cielo y canta.
Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.
Yo la quise, y a veces ella también me quiso.
En las noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos.
La besé tantas veces bajo el cielo infinito.
Ella me quiso, a veces yo también la quería.
Cómo no haber amado sus grandes ojos fijos.
Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.
Pensar que no la tengo. Sentir que la he perdido.
Oír la noche inmensa, más inmensa sin ella.
Y el verso cae al alma como pasto el rocío.
Qué importa que mi amor no pudiera guardarla.
La noche está estrellada y ella no está conmigo.
Eso es todo. A lo lejos alguien canta. A lo lejos.
Mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido.
Como para acercarla mi mirada la busca.
Mi corazón la busca, y ella no está conmigo.
La misma noche que hace blanquear los mismos árboles.
Nosotros, los de entonces, ya no somos los mismos.
Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero cuánto la quise.
Mi voz buscaba el viento para tocar su oído.
De otro. Será de otro. Como antes de mis besos.
Su voz, su cuerpo claro. Sus ojos infinitos.
Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero tal vez la quiero.
Es tan corto el amor, y es tan largo el olvido.
Porque en noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos,
mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido.
Aunque éste sea el último dolor que ella me causa,
y éstos sean los últimos versos que yo le escribo.
Source: its-andee-baby
Arauco Tiene Una Pena - Violeta Parra♥
Source: otramaldita
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