Letter to President Obama

This is the letter I signed to President Obama following the campaign from the Jewish Voice for Peace. I hope he will listen to it and will have into account the great effort made by these people from Israel looking for justice and fighting for peace:

Dear President Obama,

Your presidency marks the beginning of a new era in America and in the world. Against all odds and maybe even our own better judgment, you taught us to hope again. Now, the crisis in Gaza demands that you match our hope with real progress. And, just to be clear, those who voted for you aren't the only ones doing the hoping.

We are Americans who voted for you and we are Palestinians and Israelis a world away. We are the women, men, and children who are suffering every single day in Gaza and Israel and we are the people who seek to heal their suffering. We are mothers of soldiers and children of refuseniks. We are Jews and Muslims, Christians and Atheists. We are united in our call to you today:

Please, support peace for the people of Gaza and Israel.

Press for an end to the blockade of Gaza, so that the people there can have food, medicine, fuel, and basic necessities. That is the only way that they can live, thrive, and rebuild their economy.
Talk to everyone, including Hamas. The late Israeli Foreign Minister Abba Eban said, "You make peace by talking to your enemies." This holds true today. Even a majority of American Jews support negotiations even with Israelis "worst enemies."

Back up talk with actions. This includes monitoring arms smuggling into Gaza and U.S. military aid to Israel. Theseweapons are killing mostly children and civilians.

And, support the Peace Plan. 57 countries around the world support this plan that provides independence and support for both Israel and Palestine. Peace Plan supporters won't wait for the United States forever – and without the United States, it won't happen. It's that simple.
President Obama, we will continue to hope, and to support your efforts.

Please, don't let us down. Please deliver the promise of hope.

Message for President Obama

Dear president,

Now I can call you president. President of the United Estates of America. I trust you. I am sure that you must be a good man. It's impossible to not be a good man with your bright smile. I would love you even if you weren't black, but specially because you are. I'm sure that you will go all out to keep your commitment with your people and the rest of the world. I hope so.

I was moved by your words when I heard you yesterday (six o'clock a.m. in Barcelona, Spain), giving your speech. I felt your words were true and I agreed with them.

You know that our president hasn't got very good relationships with Mr. George Bush, because Mr. José Luis Rodriguez Zapatero (yeah, too long this name) thought, as most of the Spanish people, that Irak war was an illegal war, so he had to order Spanish soldiers to come back home. I'm sure that everything will be different with you, cause I know you do understand our reasons to do what we did, and I'm sure you will never invade a country for oil and arms manufacturers interest.

If you work hard to achieve all

the goals you promised,

I promise that

I will always walk beside you

Wherever you are

Whatever it takes

No matter how far

Through all the may come

And all that may go

I'll walk beside you, president.

I do agree with your words but most specially with those that say:

This victory itself is not the change we are looking for. It's only the opportunity for us to do that change.

Come on president. Let's go.

Barna beach

Las caras de Bush

MERCADO DE VALORES

Acabo de recibir esta historia por e-mail de mi buena amiga Lillian y creo que vale la pena publicarla.

Una vez llegó al pueblo un señor muy bien vestido, se instaló en el único hotel que había, y puso un aviso en la única página del periódico local, que estaba dispuesto a comprar cada mono
que le trajeran por $10.

Los campesinos, que sabían que el bosque estaba lleno de monos, salieron corriendo a cazar monos.

El hombre compró, como había prometido en el aviso, los cientos de monos que le trajeron a $10 cada uno sin chistar.

Pero, como ya quedaban muy pocos monos en el bosque, y era difícil cazarlos, los campesinos perdieron interés, entonces el hombre ofreció $20 por cada mono, y los campesinos corrieron otra vez al bosque.

Nuevamente fueron mermando los monos, y el hombre elevó la oferta a $25, y los campesinos volvieron al bosque, cazando los pocos monos que quedaban, hasta que ya era casi imposible encontrar uno.

Llegado a este punto, el hombre ofreció $50 por cada mono, pero, como tenia negocios que atender en la ciudad, dejó a cargo de su ayudante el negocio de la compra de monos.

Una vez que viajó el hombre a la ciudad, su ayudante se dirigió a los campesinos diciéndoles:

- Fíjense en esta jaula llena de miles de monos que mi jefe compró para su colección. Yo les ofrezco venderles a ustedes los monos por $35, y cuando el jefe regrese de la ciudad, se los venden por $50 cada uno.

1.- Los campesinos juntaron todos sus ahorros y compraron los miles de monos que había en la gran jaula, y esperaron el regreso del 'jefe'.

2.- Desde ese DIA, no volvieron a ver ni al ayudante ni al jefe. Lo único que vieron fue la jaula llena de monos que compraron con sus ahorros de toda la vida.

Ahora ya tienen ustedes una noción bien clara de como funciona el Mercado de Valores y la Bolsa.

MIS EVANGELISTAS II

El evangelio según San Sabina

Noche de bodas

Que el maquillaje no apague tu risa,

que el equipaje no lastre tus alas,

que el calendario no venga con prisas,

que el diccionario detenga las balas,

Que las persianas corrijan la aurora,

que gane el quiero la guerra del puedo,

que los que esperan no cuenten las horas,

que los que matan se mueran de miedo.

Que el fin del mundo te pille bailando,

que el escenario me tiña las canas,

que nunca sepas ni cómo, ni cuándo,

ni ciento volando, ni ayer ni mañana

Que el corazón no se pase de moda,

que los otoños te doren la piel,

que cada noche sea noche de bodas,

que no se ponga la luna de miel.

Que todas las noches sean noches de boda,

que todas las lunas sean lunas de miel.

Que las verdades no tengan complejos,

que las mentiras parezcan mentira,

que no te den la razón los espejos,

que te aproveche mirar lo que miras.

Que no se ocupe de tí el desamparo,

que cada cena sea tu última cena,

que ser valiente no salga tan caro,

que ser cobarde no valga la pena.

Que no te compren por menos de nada,

que no te vendan amor sin espinas,

que no te duerman con cuentos de hadas,

que no te cierren el bar de la esquina.

Que el corazón no se pase de moda,

que los otoños te doren la piel,

que cada noche sea noche de bodas,

que no se ponga la luna de miel.

Que todas las noches sean noches de boda,

que todas las lunas sean lunas de miel.

MIS EVANGELISTAS I

El evangelio según San Vinicius

Como Dizia o Poeta
Vinicius de Moraes
Composição: Vinicius de Moraes / Toquinho

Quem já passou por essa vida e não viveu
Pode ser mais, mas sabe menos do que eu
Porque a vida só se dá pra quem se deu
Pra quem amou, pra quem chorou, pra quem sofreu
Ah, quem nunca curtiu uma paixão nunca vai ter nada, não
Não há mal pior do que a descrença
Mesmo o amor que não compensa é melhor que a solidão
Abre os teus braços, meu irmão, deixa cair
Pra que somar se a gente pode dividir
Eu francamente já não quero nem saber
De quem não vai porque tem medo de sofrer
Ai de quem não rasga o coração, esse não vai ter perdão