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Bienvenido aventurero, agente, espía, héroe, villano. Bienvenido seas.
Es probable que hayas parado aquí por equivocación, por coincidencia o recomendación; pero como todo blog (o la mayoría de ellos) te topaste con la entrada introductoria: aquella que explica sus motivaciones y aspiraciones, el origen de la idea y lo que verás dentro del espacio al que te acabas de sumergir. Sin embargo, la versión corta de dicha entrada está en la descripción del blog, aunque supongo que no haría daño repetirlo.
Lo que encontrarás en esta maraña de ideas se basa en dos grandes ejes: los cómics, aquellos relatos ilustrados que han marcado a generaciones; y el cine, medio de desahogo, distracción y en ocasiones catársis que todos nosotros hemos tenido la dicha de presenciar. Si bien hallarás reseñas, críticas, recomendaciones, noticias y opiniones sobre ambos temas, habrán ocasiones en que los dos se entrelacen hasta el punto de no poder diferenciar sus fronteras, hecho que sin duda se ha presentado en varias ocasiones en los años recientes.
Los colaboradores serán varios (Podrás saber de quién se trata ya que cada uno firmará su respectiva entrada), al igual que las opiniones. Así que no temas y adéntrate a lo que se avecina. Bienvenido seas y ¡Que comiencen los juegos!.
-Atticus.
I need to say this. Sorry. (A.K.A Rant)
I FUCKING HATE ELEMENTARY!!
And that's it, I say it, and I'm not taking it back. So deal with this. Becouse, honestly, I dont care either if you think I'm being silly or stupid or worst, whatever!.
I really didn't have any intention of saying a thing about the matter over here. (because, 'if you cant say anything good, say anything' or something like that, IDK) but all the "you stupid fangirl how can you hate it, you are stupid, and a brainless shipper, get over it, is a perfectly valid show, etc" post all over my dash make me think, if this people can express herselfs so freely, the Hell I can to!.
So, if you are one of this persons and you hate me, or whatever, right now. Get the fuck off, because you make me! you forced me! I wanted to be a perfectly nice and diplomatic fangirl, I was going to be one, but I just couldn't take it any longer!
Y a contunuacion una rant explicando el porque, en español, ya que creo que mi ingles no me alcanzaría
Patiens et fortis se ipsum felicem facit
Antes pensaba que ser feliz era solo para los imbéciles. Luego me di cuenta que todos somos imbéciles y por tanto aptos para la felicidad. Creía lo primero porque, en un mundo despedazado en la desigualdad no podía reconocer una inteligencia propensa a la felicidad, entendí lo segundo al ver que nosotros creamos, perpetuamos o permitimos ese mundo despedazado.
Me di cuenta también que la felicidad es un concepto muy vago, y que ideas como las de Benjamín Franklin nos lanzaron a todos (en diferentes tiempos) a por la búsqueda. No sé si hayamos entendido mal su idea, o si su idea simplemente era una apropiada para su siglo. Sea como sea, en estos tiempos la felicidad no la podemos ir a buscar a ningún lado.
Tal vez sea que estamos acostumbrados a un mundo sumamente racional. Cogito ergo sum. ¿Por qué tenemos que ser tan abstractos? ¿No había que existir de antemano para emitir el pensamiento? De suerte que me parece equivocada esta frase, al menos, para nuestras vidas postmodernas. Prefiero a Pierre Gassendi sobre Descartes: “Camino, luego existo”. Y es que en esto de andar usando frases ajenas quisiera utilizar las de una mujer que, para mi sorpresa, creía como yo, que solo los imbéciles podían ser felices…
Eva Ensler, escritora de los Monólogos de la Vagina, en 2007 dijo: Happiness exists in action,it exists in telling the truth and saying what your truth is, and it exists in giving away what you want the most[i]
Sigo creyendo que todos somos imbéciles, pero ahora también pienso que podemos ser felices. Porque todos, por muy imbéciles que seamos podemos (queremos, deseamos, añoramos, necesitamos) hacer algo; siempre existe una verdad, aunque sea de los imbéciles, y siempre una interpretación de esa verdad… y por último todos, todos los imbéciles y los envidiosos disfrutan de dar al mundo eso que más desean tener…
Como cantaría Jovanotti: Io penso positivo perche’ son vivo Perche’ son vivo.[ii] Ser infelices no solucionará al mundo, ser felices tampoco. Con suerte, una sola sonrisa sincera sea motor suficiente.
[i] La felicidad existe en la acción, existe al decir la verdad y al decir cual es tú verdad, y existe dando aquello que más quieres.
[ii] Yo pienso positivo porque estoy vivo. Porque estoy vivo.
Perorata
This is a long rant. I doubt you want to read it, it's not even a rant for the most part but this was a result of boredom: I am here with no homework/I took a nap so I'm not tired enough to go back to sleep..
I love Spanish. Today my Spanish Profe told our class that he's switching buildings so he had a bunch of books that he was giving away for free and we could come after class to get some! I heard some girls next to me saying how they should go right after class, so I told my friend that we should hurry there. This friend is like mi gemela espanola! We both want to be high school Spanish teachers with TESOL endorsements and 5 kids (each, not together of course); we have had Spanish together all 3 quarters freshman year, we both went to the Juanes concert and just did our final presentation on his Fundacion Mi Sangre, which we had a lot of fun speaking in random accents in Spanish. At first I thought it would be awkward when we hungout for the first time because it was for a long ride from Bham to Seattle for the concert but we just kept talking about ideas for our future classrooms. Anyways, her and I were the only ones to show up for the free books besides one guy from our class. He only took two books I think but we took tons! I walked back with a bag full of books (novels, teacher edition text books, etc) as well as my backpack full. When I got home, I counted them up and I got exactly 20! He also said we could come back on Friday to get more. I am so excited to read them and work through some in the summer! My collection of Spanish books has grown about 10 times as much! :D Anyways this kind of got off topic but I think it's evidence for my love of Spanish. If I speak with someone in Spanish who I don't normally talk to, or if a friend that doesn't speak Spanish much speaks Spanish to me, it's usually ends up being the highlight of my day. For example, the other night my floormate that took 3 years in high school spoke Spanish with me, which he's never done before! I also met someone at a party the other night who was Mexican and we chatted for a while about Spanish in Spanish and it was so much fun! He spoke quickly but I was able to keep up. I realized that a compliment on my language is probably the best compliment I could get because it makes me so happy! He told me that he had never met an asian that spoke it so well and asked me why I liked it so much. At first I didn't know besides that it was fun and I am interested in the culture, but after thinking about it for a while I realized that I like the way it makes my brain feel. I know that sounds wierd, but when watching TV in Spanish or listening to music, everyone knows that they speak "fast".. but when they do and I can keep up and understand it, it just keeps me thinking and I feel accomplished. But I know that I am still a learner, and I will always be a student of Spanish. Most of the time I can't keep up with songs or television because they do speak so quickly. Anyways, this all leads up to my perorata which is hardly any longer on my mind, but I'll type it anyways. The other night, some people were over and my floormate apologized (the reason why is irrelevant to my perorata), and I told him "esta bien, tenemos otros" which means "it's okay, we have others." Then he corrected me and said "tengo." I didn't realize he was trying to correct me and said "que?" then he told me "it's tengo, not tenemos" (it's "i have," not "we have"). I then told him I was referring to my roomate and I, that together we have others and he still told me that it was supposed to be tengo because she wasn't there. The thing is, I love being corrected when I make mistakes in Spanish when the person correcting me knows that they talking about, but I guess just like positive feedback on my Spanish is a huge compliment, that correcting it slightly insults me more than a normal person :P I have taken Spanish for longer than he has (only for like a year or maybe two), but we learned how to conjugate present tense tener 5+ years ago. I know what I said, and I said what I meant when I said that tenemos otros! :P
jaja el fin de la perorata. ahora, tengo que buscar un libro que necesito prestar a mi amiga! :)