On 26 August 2010 issued the slaughter of 72 migrants, women and men, children in Mexico. The tragedy put the center of public debate, the failed strategy of the Mexican state in its fight against drug trafficking. Was assumed as unquestionable truth that "the Zetas" were the perpetrators of this slaughter, did not question the official version, as in many other occasions. But beyond the lack of accurate and timely, these 72 people mobilized fibers and roots of solidarity. A movement "black" mourning, accompanied the riders of the cyber networks. Today, bloggers, fed up with a spiral of violence, these thoughts make our collective product of the viral and political intelligence that is brewing in cyberspace. Stop the violence, high to deaths, an end to impunity.
Of the 72 migrants massacred and those who went before, for more than 28 thousand dead in the "war" against drugs, by mothers in Ciudad Juarez, Tamaulipas, Monterrey, Sinaloa, for our country fractured; for children to drift, by silence, by the noise, because we are tired, come to say enough is enough. We are many and this is our voice and our vision
Sed. Fatigue. Fear. Roots attached to the soles of the feet, roots drag from afar. The body does not know the sound of the air. Others salt funerals. Voices. Screams. And the buzz is world of silence. Crack. 72 Names prayer made of blood. Nothing. Dust embedded in the eye. Dry skin under the midday sun gray. Whispers that have the fright in his ear. Dead ground dead. Sandra
Lorenzano (writer)
"We are our ancestors. Our strength is for those who were. The future is uncertain, but we are here. In our present, how much fortune and misfortune, how much horror and hope." Roxana Martel (academic)
Because fear is not so large as to bring to our voice, here is our courage to denounce what eats away at us little by little, the intolerencia, hatred, injustice and violence. And after shouting, hands the work that the future is built and depends on who you talacha goal, and we have a good time the work was commissioned and is falling apart, when dirty shirt. Dario Beltran
What is special about these 72 deaths more, when calculations of 1 murder per hour until mid-2010? (Excelsior, June 2010)). Is to guess the distress and helplessness of those traveling on unfamiliar territory in search of an imagined future. Other responses is suspect, or at least intuit that there are more questions. Survivor is the drama and pain of the traveler within us, whether or not migrants. Esperanza Martínez
die, to sleep, you may dream ...
Forced to leave home looking for better living conditions. Travel
inhuman longing to the edge, crossing the final frontier ...
The Sirens, mirages, the American Dream.
Its existence was difficult, but truncated life ... and ...?
Homo homini lupus. Nightmare
was far and now we live daily with the shameful silence of one who should cry.
Barbarism invades us, involution night. Edgar
Castelán
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hun0JfKHcjk
The terrible violence that exists in Mexico is evidence of abandonment which is most of the country's population by the institutions. We must not allow ourselves to be victims of the failure of state, it is time to raise the much stronger voice and action through reflection to improve our lives and come to peace that make us the sole owners of our future. Fabian Ramirez
is a shame, yes, these things happen here. But do not pretend astonishment that are everyday events to across the country. In Mexico is a crime to give food or water an illegal migrant. In Mexico, all make a mockery of the illegal immigrant, police and organized crime. So that does not happen again and a slaughter, not a single death, the border is opened for all. Christian Zuniga
Utopia as time where there is no lie, not the crime of appearance or the need to migrate, where no matter where you are or where you go, you are welcome and appreciated, where you are invited to collaborate teach, learn, create. Time when money does not matter, because we all have enough and a little more, where life is revered and protected. Time when we are one and all. Esteban Vázquez Contreras
Stop listening to "who knows what they were engaged" as a justification of unexplained deaths, enough apathy to live in a state of war, just to see our young people at risk, simply to live always in fear, just hope that this situation will improve only, no more lies of our rulers, and a thousand times enough is enough!
get used to index not fatal, bloody covers, reports from the front
Gabriela Rabenbauer
This photo is my president (http://www.jornada.unam.mx/2010/ 08/28 /) and it is obvious that something has gone wrong, that something has been done very badly and you do not see a light on the road.
The killing of the 72 migrants has been a war that should end it, but someone, only one person I says: Where should we begin? Today I do not see it. I'm tired and I have fear
Judtih
Ortega (2008) Migrant children targeted by the Zetas (2009) rescued the hostages 'z' in Tamaulipas. Migrants travel to the hell of abduction. Migrants are involved as mules for drug traffickers. Clashes between drug traffickers and migrants leave 21 dead in Mexico. Los Zetas: Migrant migrant killing. (2010) Hondurans have horror of the Zetas. Migrant raped by the Zetas. Increase kidnappings against migrants. 72 migrants found dead in Tamaulipas.
And what have they done? Alicia Calderon
The official discourse claims that those who have died in recent años peleaban de un lado u otro, que el ciudadano de a pie, honrado y trabajador, no tiene nada que temer, hoy se reitera falso.
Los mexicanos, usted y yo, porque cada uno de los muertos nos lastima y nos diezma, no somos bajas lamentables ni un mal necesario. Estamos pagando el cruento costo de una guerra que no es ganable y que no elegimos.
Valentina Mota
Poder, recursos, violencia institucional, daños colaterales, franca recuperación económica, guerra, victorias, propaganda, demagogia, mercadeo de la cosa pública, balas, granadas, miedo, violencia indiscriminada, mercados ilegales, corrupción, ganancia por encima de todo, más poder, más ganancia. Este es el lenguaje organized crime and government, we are collateral casualties, intruders in a war fought for our freedom, for our sake. 28.000 dead after what is the language we have to learn to talk to reclaim our place? Rafael Navarro
In the Mexican border thousands of people write in their body a desire to find a place for life. In a desperate search, find persecution, repression, simple abandonment to the most terrible indignity, or gunmen massacred them pleasure, almost as simple architects of terror.
The horror pushes the limits of the speakable, once more the reality than fiction. How long Calderon? Judith
Gerbaldo
act and we move through these 72 lives and many more.
defend life with strength, energy and vitality. We link to care, many more lives and we continue to live them worthwhile. Claudia
Laudano
Choose
Before our story was full of choices, we choose about anything, now in our Mexico have reduced the possibilities. You can not choose, you must be like they want to be. Choose now involves more means questioning, dream, believe, hope, feel capable, loving, try. I choose to continue to choose, those doubting and believing in ourselves, believing in the possibilities, choosing the other Mexico Posible. Medina Chío
72 migrants massacred us back to reality. Nothing will have been in vain if we can convert these anonymous deaths reasons for anger, pain shared action. Thousands of unarmed bodies today, the memories of these days, violent and complex. Never again in my name any war. Never again on my behalf to order the border between "good" death and the dead "bad." For young people and children, the back country. Not anymore. Rossana
Reguillo
Active Grief ... here various thoughts
SURE THAT SOME OF THE FUTURE AND DO NOT LIKE BEFORE. "Javier Mendoza Aubert
paraphrase a Guatemalan leader:
" We put the dead, you arms ... "
Atte. The Ninis -MEXICAN (your product) Sergio Gómez Partida
If observe a minute of silence for each of the 28 million Mexicans died in the war on drugs would spend 19 days and a half, dumb. what does the silence?
Jabaz Monero