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Two memes and fads

On Saturday afternoon, saw the news coverage back to Spain Rocío Jurado. Media coverage which was followed by Houston, and everywhere, from that his illness was known, or rather, since she, in a press conference, clearly admitted that the disease already was rumored. While watching the news, which was in all channels and programs not only in the "pink", but within the general information news, pregutnaba me why so much press was given a Rocío Jurado, if, for example, Rocío Dúrcal was for many years suffering the same disease. I can not assess here because I do not know, what has meant the path of both artists in Spain, nor say if one will be better than the other, because their careers have been different. But Rocio Jurado gave the medal of merit to work day yesterday, and Rocío Durcal spoken from time to time.

As I am half witch, 24 hours, Rocio Durcal out again in the news: unfortunately, death. It broke the news and a profile that resumión as fifty-year career in a few seconds, then turn to see what was new in the case of Johnston.

My feelings are mixed, but whatever my feelings, I always have to reflect on the power of the media. Create and destroy clay gods. Many decades ago, Mclahan said the medium is the message. I now believe we have to say: the media creates the message. Depends on the number of reflectors that are around, the news will be more or less important. And now, most news is about people dying. Do not forget that only recently saw the Pope almost died, "live and live" (Carlos and laughter gave him "dying live", the phrase is funny, the fact is dramatic, according to me).

My thoughts do not have to see what I like more Rocío Dúrcal the jury (which is also true, as to forget their teen movies! I loved, along with Marisol and Pili and Mili) Just are two artistic paths had now same path of the disease. But a lot of minutes are given in many programs, the other is barely mentioned. As news of the face Osasuna Real Madrid, I apologize for example.

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But I do not know what a meme. Alfredo, from your blog, send me one and so I understood, is like a chain, that is that I now I have to make a list of my personal hobbies, that is what will this meme in particular. Alfredo, right? just in case, get 5 hobbies, but I think will fall short:

1. Make lists. I make lists of everything: what I like, what is not, movies I want to see those which saw, of which I saw in the cinema and I saw on TV or on DVD, books I read, that I want to buy, what I do; what do I need .... everything. Lists are my thing.

2. I have the habit of thinking I always leave the iron on. Sometimes it is to leave something to the fire when I leave and I have come back to see if I turned it off, but overall it is the iron. And I do not stay quiet until I return to see if the turn off and unplug the cable.

3. Read magazines and newspapers back and forth. I have no particular reason. A friend told me he did it because the culture section and the bill often at the end. These are also the sections that I like, but not why. But if I had a reason, not be a hobby.

4. Remove the price tag to books. Sometimes when I remember where I bought it and how, remove the label on the back, where they spend time, and bring it inside, where bears my name and date of purchase.

5. The fifth'll ask Carlos, he leads the list of my hobbies.

Who will pass the meme?
Alex, I think these things do not like, do not know, but you're the only one that I have your blog ... Rain

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Keeps on raining (Billie Holliday)

yesterday. like a summer rain in Mexico City. As a night in Paris in Rayuela. A hundred and one days and nights in Macondo. As a long day in Santiago de Compostela.

For those addicted to Hopscotch, rain always brings back memories of something we have not lived, but we've recreated again and again. We carried, for example, a night of any year in the fifties. We are in Paris and the Serpent Club meets at the home of Babs and Ronald, a loft that smells of vodka and blues Arato, dimly lit by candlelight. Rain, since I read Hopscotch, always seems to be accompanied by the rhythm of jazz, the decaying stage for magical transformations notes A guitar, a trumpet, a saxophone.

The rain also reminds me that first time, having nothing more to do ("in the rain", Horacio and La Maga was for a hotel, a sad hotel bedspreads yellow walls with old carpet, curtains faded, theatrical gestures and fearful. And how to forget the umbrella of Maga, who found that old and broken down and used more to sink into the ribs of the people on the subway and the bus that shelter, which attempted a rainy afternoon and "all hell broke his hand in a disaster of black clouds, lightning and cold, shreds of cloth torn down between disjointed flashes of rods that ..."; umbrella which ended in a ravine in the park, and is reborn from time to time, in other hands, in other parks, and also loses its leaves in the wind.

also remember that afternoon when, having nothing else to do, evening the rain came and went undecided, Oliveira enters the concert piano of Berthe Trepat. I like to reread constanteme Rayuela, leaping into the sky boxes, disrupting roads, inventing new, following the instructions and other times completely ignored. But mostly I like to reread it when it rains, when jazz hurts more and more recalls with nostalgia vodka (although I never took vodka), when the evening is more like an afternoon in a Parisian garret listening to old records. (And more pain and nostalgia because today the 11-M, remember Atocha is one of those days that can not be avoided, the pain can not be forgotten, as the 19-S 85, as 11 S, 2001 as today.)

Mexico is a city that causes much read Rayuela. In the words of Carlos Fuentes in The Years with Laura Diaz, in Mexico there are no seasons, but there are two seasons: rainy season, dry season. So we have six months to jump from square to square. Here, last year there was little rain, but it seems you want to recover these days, overflowing the river Arga, the Bidasoa and the Ebro, and putting the environment to sit and have once again a meeting with Julio on the board of directions, to see if we can agree on where to go this time.