Sunday, August 31, 2008

I SAW A FENCE IN THE LAND OF THE FREE….

Once I saw the fence while wandering and getting lost, as I always do, driving with or without directions, and almost crossed the border (uma puta fronteira) without carrying my passport.

It is an ugly steel like concrete wall, gray and shameful, dividing people that are equals, who speaks the same language, given that in California, 35.9% of the population is formed by "latinos" and look alike. Not to mention that from the beds of the Rio Grande/Rio Bravo to the mountains of Utah once was Mexico's territory.

I saw the fence in broad daylight with cameras and wires watching the shiny (well, not so shiny) San Diego and the slums of Tijuana

Please correct me if I am mistaken, but the world didn't put down what was suppose to be the last division: the Berlin Wall, in 1979? And now the government who wants the world to believe it is the icon of democracy is building a barrier to keep other citizens out? Are we really in the twenty=first century? Do they really think that a fence is going to prevent desperate people driven by poverty and hunger to pursue their dreams of a better life? All this noise and our tax dollars spent on this shame are not going to stop the human creativity. Since late 70s there has been fences. Along the Arizona-Sonora border, locals from both sides have used their creativity to turn the evil around. They enjoy volleyball matches against each other. So the fence was no longer a barrier but also a volleyball net.

It just shows how people can overcome the difficulties, how they can transform situations and be creative. Government has to admit that both teams are playing at home, with the fence as the net.
Fences and walls don't stop people. The U.S. - Mexican border has the highest number of both legal and illegal crossings of any land border in the world. 

While heavily regulated and policed, it is occasionally given over to playful uses. On the San Diego-Tijuana crossing, human cannonball David Smith was once blasted over the border fence from a beach in Tijuana into a safety net set up on the California side of the border.

Last week I crossed the border to go to Tijuana to see a Manu Chao concert. It was a very nice concert and I had a great time as always happen when I have the opportunity to see Manu Chao. Before I got there though I went thru some unpleasant experience of trying to invite people to go with me. I say unpleasant because of the reaction of some people when I mentioned that the concert would be in Tijuana. Some people replied that they wouldn't "risk" going to Mexico. Some even told me they wouldn't go there because they were "white" (!?!). Then I realized I am fortunate enough to not allow the color of my skin stop me going to places and interacting with other fellow human beings. I felt sorry and ashamed for those people who thinks the color of their skin makes them better than me or someone else. And I said to myself: Thanks God you don't want to go, because I don't to be around you. Thanks, but no Thank You!!!

Katia Grigsby Photography 2008 © All Rights Reserved
I could go on and on about the ignorance of those people, but politics and racism aside, I crossed the border that Sunday with my American passport (This time I had it with me) and went to see Manu Chao. Nobody bother to even look at me, as I am a citizen of the world. I don't define people by the color of their skin or nationality. I just want to exercise my right of going and come on the Land of the Free. I was just an ordinary person in the crowd, the way is suppose to be, as we are all brothers and sisters.
So I hope and pray that if you find a fence in your way you do as I do: trespass your own fences as much as possible, putting down your own boundaries.

Sometimes other's people fences gets in may (as it happen with my invitation). When it happen I often get around it or over it. Usually coming face to face with a fence is simply another worthwhile experience. May you put your own fences down too and ideally, of course, the world will maintain an open-door policy.


Katia Grigsby 2008 © All Rights Reserved

Imagine Me (Imagine Eu)


Katia Grigsby Photography 2008 © All Rights Reserved
Imagine a woman who believes it is right and good she is a woman.
(Imagine uma mulher que acredita ser certo e maravilhoso que ELA e uma mulher.)
A woman who honors her experiences and tell her stories.
(Uma mulher que honra suas experiencias e conta suas historias.)
Who refuses to carry the sins of others within her body and life.
(Que se nega a carregar a culpa dos outros em seu corpo e vida.)
Imagine a woman who believes she is good.
(Imagine uma mulher que acredita que ela e uma  pessoa decente.)
A woman who trusts and respect herself.
(Uma mulher que respeita e confia em si mesma.)
Who listens to her needs and desires, and met them
(Que escuta as suas proprias necessidades e desejos, e os satisfaz)
With tenderness and grace.
(Com graca e ternura.)
Imagine a woman who has acknowledged the past's influence on the present.
(Imagine uma mulher que reconhece a influencia do passado no presente.)
A woman who has walked through her past.
(Uma mulher que caminhou atraves do seu passado.)
Who has healed into the present.
(Que sobreviveu dentro do presente.)
Imagine a woman who authors her own life.
(Imagine uma mulher que escreve sua propria vida.)
A woman who exerts, initiates, and moves on her own behalf.
(Uma mulher que se esforca, toma iniciativas e age em seu proprio nome.)
Who refuses to surrender except to her truest self and to her wisest voice.
(Que se nega a se render, exceto ao seu verdadeiro eu e a sua sabia voz.)
Imagine a woman who names her own gods.
(Imagine uma mulher que elege seus proprios deuses.)
A woman who imagines the divine in her image and likeness.
(Uma mulher que ve o divino em sua propria imagem.)
Who designs her own spirituality and allows it to inform her daily life.
(Que desenha sua propria espiritualidade e permite que ela guie sua vida diaria.)
Imagine a woman in love with her own body.
(imagine uma mulher em paz com seu corpo.)
A woman who believes her body is enough, just as it is.
(Uma mulher que acredita que seu corpo e suficiente, apenas da maneira que e.)
Who celebrates her body and its rhythms and cycles as an exquisite resource.
(Que celebra seu corpo, com seus ritmos e ciclos, como uma exotica possibilidade.)
Imagine a woman who honors the face of the Goddess in her changing face.
(Imagine uma mulher que honra a face da Deusa em sua propria mutante face.)
A woman who celebrates the accumulation of the years and her wisdom. 
(Uma mulher que celebra a acumulacao dos anos e sua sabedoria.)
Who refuses to use precious energy disguising the changes in her body
(Que se nega a usar preciosa energia tentando disfarcar a mudancas em seu corpo)
And life.
(E vida.)
Imagine Me!
(Imagine Eu!)

Poem of Maya Angelou


A WOMAN SHOULD... By Maya Angelou


A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
enough money within her control to move out
and rent a place of her own,
even if she never wants to or needs to...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
something perfect to wear if the employer,
or date of her dreams,
wants to see her in an hour...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
a youth she's content to leave behind...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
a past juice enough that she's looking forward to
retelling it in her old age...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
one friend who always makes her laugh and one who lets her cry...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
a good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in her
family...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems,
and a recipe for a meal
that will make her guests feel honored...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
a feeling control over her destiny...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
how to fall in love without loosing herself...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
how to quit a job,
break up with a lover,
and confront a friend without 
ruining the friendship...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
when to try harder, and when to walk away...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
that she can't change the length of her calves,
the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
that her childhood may not have been perfect, but it's over...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
what she would and wouldn't do for love or more...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
how to live alone, even if she doesn't like it...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
whom she can trust,
whom she can't,
and why she shouldn't take it personally...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
where to go...
be it to her best friend's kitchen table, or a 
charming Inn in the woods
when her soul needs 
shooting...

Be yourself... everyone else is already taken


Maya Angelou


A

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Price of the Sex Around the world

Condom Prices Around the World - Transcritp 

+ ENLARGE - (BECAUSE SIZE MATTERS)

For obvious reasons you can't recycle a condom, but you ever wonder which countries "tax" sex the most?

Well... Environmental Graffiti has decided to create a detailed graphical diagram, complete with wallpaper download for your viewing pleasure. The data, which gives the average condom price around the world has been compiled from UK price comparison site pricerunner and a blogger from an interesting little site called condomunity. We thought we'd go one step further however, and create a graphic representation of the findings - I think you'll agree the graph makes for "interesting" view.

When looking at it, please don't deduce that bar heights are correlated to penis size (that's just offensive).

Shangai came out the cheapest with an average price of just $4.50, whilst Ireland was the country where sex costs most (!) at almost $18 on average for a pack - (perhaps due to the hostility of the Catholic Church towards contraception?). Prices within the US showed a high amount of variation, from $9.50 in Houston to nearly $15 in New York - feel free to extrapolate from that what you wish...

Condoms can't be recycled and as such may be considered damaging o the environment. And the solution offered for most things that either cannot be recycled or damage the environment? Tax. Petrol, plastic bags (soon), driving in central London, all cost at a premium. But putting a price on sex? Well that's just cheap...