quarta-feira, 17 de março de 2010

1968


Thursday, May 8th, 2008

1968
I was born in 1968. I beleive this was a special year, when the Student's Revolution in Paris have ocurred, huge manifestations of the UNE and the murder of Martin Luther King, in Memphis.
In Brazil, the Military Dictatorship ruled with power, while the socialist or the politized resistance tried to mantain themselves alive, just like a fish, struggling for life when out of water, trying to go back to where it's free to live.
I think this kind of "revolutionary spirit" has become a part of, or at least something that bothers inside me.
1968 was a year that shaked the world. Maybe the anthitesis of a system. Though revolutions make part in history of humanity, that year has probably proved that people are not completely alienated, stactic.
All over the world an influence and power game made of the world a Tic-a-Tac table. For a moment, there was beleif in the end of Pathernalism, and on the other hand, willing or not, the end of submission made need of new icons.
Maybe 1968 is the simbol of the 60's decade, with it's changes in behaviour like the contraseptive adhesion, women, teenagers, partidary and black people rights.
By that time, it was said that the stronger would survive, but, Who are this stronger ones? The ones that lead during the moment we're looking? Not. It seems time is much bigger than our awareness of if.


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