viernes, septiembre 29, 2006
Fin de campaña, camaradería infinita
viernes, septiembre 22, 2006
Jóvenes, Delgados y Guapos
lunes, septiembre 11, 2006
Hace 5 años
that September day?
Out in the yard with your wife and children;
Or working on some stage in L.A.?
Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke
Rising against that blue sky?
Did you shout out in anger in fear for your neighbor
Or did you just sit down and cry?
Did you weep for the children that lost their dear loved ones?
Did you pray for the ones who don't know?
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
and sob for the ones left below?
Did you burst out in pride for the red white and blue
And the heroes who died just doin' what they do?
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer?
And look at yourself for what really matters?
(Chorus)
I'm just a singer of simple songs;
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN, but I'm not sure I can tell you the difference
in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, Hope and Love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is Love.
Where were you when the world stopped turning
That September day?
Teaching a class full of innocent children;
Driving down some cold interstate?
Did you feel guilty 'cause you're a survivor
in a crowded room did you feel alone?
Did you call up your mother and tell her you love her?
Did you dust off that bible at home?
Did you open your eyes hope it never happened;
And close your eyes and not go to sleep?
Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages;
Or speak to some stranger on the street?
Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow;
Go out and buy you a gun?
Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watchin'
And turn on "I Love Lucy" reruns?
Did you go to a church and hold hands with some strangers?
Stand in line and give your own blood?
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family
Thank God you had somebody to love?
(Chorus)
I'm just a singer of simple songs;
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN, but I'm not sure I can tell you the difference
in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, Hope and Love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is Love.
And the greatest is Love.
And the greatest is Love.
Where were you when the world stopped turnin'
that September day?"
Resuena en el sombrero: "John Walker´s Blues" de Steve Earle (2002, de su LP "Jerusalem", dedicada al "Talibán americano" John Walker).
lunes, septiembre 04, 2006
Esos locos no tan bajitos
Un momento, vamos a ver ¿Cómo es posible que dos países mediterráneos como España y Grecia hayan conseguido las medallas de oro y plata, respectivamente, en el Mundial de baloncesto de Japón, mientras que la potencia de USA con sus estrellas de la NBA ha tenido que conformarse con el bronce?
¿Qué ha sido del prototipo de hombre bajito y rechoncho habitante de las orillas del "Mare Nostrum"? - Pues muy sencillo, que la dieta mediterránea se ha mezclado con los copos de maiz, la leche y los yogures herederos del Plan Marshall, la picaresca y la furia grecolatina se han fusionado con la eficiencia y el pragmatismo capitalista, y el resultado han sido tiarrones como Pau Gasol, que para más señas juega y vive en Memphis (Tennessee) ¿Qué podía esperarse de una mezcla así?