The Magic of the Cities.

Zen promotes the rediscovery of the obvious, which is so often lost in its familiarity and simplicity. It sees the miraculous in the common and magic in our everyday surroundings. When we are not rushed, and our minds are unclouded by conceptualizations, a veil will sometimes drop, introducing the viewer to a world unseen since childhood. ~ John Greer

Showing posts with label 400 Villages. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 400 Villages. Show all posts

Sunday, May 25, 2008

400 Pueblos

Ladies collecting money for the 400 Pueblos (400 Villages) movement.

Gracias por su visita / Thanks for visiting.

Monday, November 26, 2007

Mexico 2007

Dozens of nude and semi-nude Mexican farmers, men and women, from Veracruz state, protested in front of Bellas Artes Palace, in the heart of Mexico City.
The farmers chose this unusual form of protest to call attention to their claim over lost lands.
They call themselves “Movimiento de los 400 Pueblos” ( Movement of The 400 Villages ).
A former governor and senator at this day, send to jail in only 4 days more of 500 peasants and stolen almost 5000 acres of their land. From time to time, they came to the city to rise their demands for justice, but nobody pays attention to them.

A few months ago.


Gracias por su visita / Thanks for visiting.

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

400 Pueblos or Nudity as Political Protest

In Robert Heinlein's classic 1951 science fiction novel "The Puppet Masters", a slug-like alien race capable of attaching themselves to human being's spinal cord and controlling their minds secretly invades earth. A shadowy intelligence operation detects the alien menace, and led by the protagonist "Sam" and his partner "Mary" manages to defeat them. One of their biggest challenges after they understood what they were up against was preventing infiltration of "Zone Green", the areas known to be free of puppet masters. One of the measures necessary to defeat the alien menace was "Schedule Suntan", ordering uninfected civilians to wear a bare minimum of clothing (or less) so that the slugs would have no place to hide. Desperate measures for desperate times.
by The Hunter.