Sunday, October 10, 2010

Salutatory Address For Elementary Graduates

again with you.

writes: Cornelivs.

The last entry in this blog post, friends, dated 2 February, eight months ago. After the misunderstandings and problems we are facing in their day, and "re-founding" of this blog, I chose to remain silent, and go into the background. True, the Manifesto was my idea originally and I pushed him, but I also said in his day that we needed new ideas, it was necessary the blog forward with new partners, new ideas, new projects.

I said and I repeat: anyone who, moved by this spirit of solidarity, wants to work with us, was, is and will always be very welcome. Every effort is low.

The next January 30 will mark the second anniversary of the Manifesto. Two years will we all, as one soul, we published it. The internet success was evident. Over two and a half million entries (at its peak) we counted. A wave of indescribable enthusiasm and optimism gripped many people: we in the press, different radio stations echoed ... Yes, all very nice.

But two years later ... there are thousands of innocent people still die of hunger daily.

What will happen from here on out? I do not know. I guess not. If you click on the tab on the right (history shows) you will see that when I started writing out many doubts haunted me because he knew what I faced: I was always aware that after initial success, then come the inexorable passage of time and the apparent failure of our cry of solidarity. As usual me and time seems right. What have we achieved? Is the world more united now than two years ago?

Unfortunately, no.

After light exposure of our beloved Fernando Manero on the Millennium Development Goals (the entry before this), I have little to add. Cornelivs is a flesh and blood like everyone else. I ignore almost everything. P ut one thing that I have clear, my friends: that despite all, is worth pursuing singing this song of solidarity, yelling loud and clear, screaming if necessary, everyone, and basically our political and international organizations!

We have to shake the consciences of men and women of good will! We have no choice. It's almost a moral obligation, an ethical obligation! Fear internet at our disposal: maximizing the opportunities that this medium gives us ...!

If only one not to keep silent complicity with the killers (default) for both innocent, if only to distance himself from them, and say: No! So no! Those millions of innocent brothers deserve our protection! We refuse to accept that a simple accident of geography cause here we throw what we surplus, while very close to us (at times, to the side) there are those who would kill for that extra!

And above all, refuse to save this cowardly silence makes us co-authors of this silent genocide. I un-not agree this, I do not agree with this homicilio silent: why I protest, so I fight, so I separate myself from this cowardly, silent and passive attitude, and scream loud and clear. If only to tell the world: if I cried out against it! I if I rebelled! Yes I protested!

And you, friend: Can you say that?

What are we gonna get us? Apparently, nothing. But perhaps, with courage, with faith in union and we can go further than we imagine.

finish, calling and inviting you all that you read these lines. Every one, without distinction of race, sex, creed, religion, ideology, ALL of S. That this fight is not just the struggle of a visionary named Cornelivs or a handful of friends who decided one fine day to accompany him: no. That is the struggle of every human being committed to this cause, which is the fight of all who read this blog. That is everyone's fight against hunger and suffering brother, fundamentally committed to the challenge every citizen who yells at their politicians and international organizations (which lead, ultimately, of this barbaric): ASI NO!

Again, and sorry for my insistence, this is an open blog. Therefore, any idea, any suggestion that selves help to walk this idea will be very welcome. All, and when I say all, I say ALL, you have been, are and be welcomed. I never tire of repeating.

A big hug for all y. .. mood! We have much to do.

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