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Sunday, December 10, 2006

Augusto Pinochet, meet Jeanne Kirkpatrick

Hope the two of you have a lot to talk about for the rest of eternity.


Please remember Victor Jara, in the Santiago Stadium.
Es verdad.

[ An Unfinished Song ]
Victor Jara

Translated from the Spanish by Joan Jara

There are five thousand of us here
in this small part of the city.
We are five thousand.
I wonder how many we are in all
in the cities and in the whole country?
Here alone
are ten thousand hands which plant seeds
and make the factories run.
How much humanity
exposed to hunger, cold, panic, pain,
moral pressure, terror and insanity?
Six of us were lost
as if into starry space.
One dead, another beaten as I could never have believed
a human being could be beaten.
The other four wanted to end their terror
one jumping into nothingness,
another beating his head against a wall,
but all with the fixed stare of death.
What horror the face of fascism creates!
They carry out their plans with knife-like precision.
Nothing matters to them.
To them, blood equals medals,
slaughter is an act of heroism.
Oh God, is this the world that you created,
for this your seven days of wonder and work?

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