the key

They key

What does a key do? It gives you access, without it you have very few chances –if none- to achieve something, get something, do something. Assuming that the door is closed, locked –cerrada-. Most of time is. There are gaps between the things we need and the means to it, often large gaps or defined in terms of how much we have, how many people we know or …

The key can be many things
It can be money
Information
Bread
Shelter
A voice that’s heard and taken into account
Basics such as education or health
Friends in the government
And/Or all the above

In a state of democracy, of free will and access to exercise our rights, these gaps shouldn’t exist or better put, people should be able to have the key and use it. Im not talking about granting things or money or jobs in a light manner, but I’m talking about equity in accessing opportunities, I’m talking about priorities, like people’s wellbeing instead of GPA growth, Im talking about less burocracy and more advocacy and guidance to those that often times dwell in red tape and files, Im talking about financing people’s future and security and not the people financing corruption, commercial interests and lies, I´m talking about less business and war and more concern for the people. I’m talking about the keys, that few hold and most lack.

Utopia shouldn’t be the end of my reflection, romanticism either. But I ask myself, when did we stop caring?
When did humanity –people, kids, families, women, man- become the means and economic success the end?
When?
Was it when capitalism took over the agenda?
Going beyond…
When was a line drawn between human beings?
Between did white become a yes and black became a no?
When did we start declaring manifestos of who goes to heaven and who goes to hell?
About who has the truth and who owns the void fonts?
When free thinking became a sin?
When did our credos or points of view became strong enough to alienate people?
When the consecuences of adultery turned different just because of the person’s sex? Such as praise and/or indifference if you are guy and lapidation or social maltreatment if you are women?

Yes, you can tell my mind flies in many unanswered questions and they all are more complex than a yes or a no, or right or wrong, they include historical, ethical and cultural complexities that I have little right to question, and because I’ve been part of the system for so long, and I’m, that I slight guilt of hypocrisy leaks my thoughts as I write this.

But. And I cant say but, because its my space, my blog…. The true meaning of ethics, is making prudent choices in times of uncertainty (someone said this), the true meaning of right should be measured in terms of its consequences (long and short term) and the operational, instrumental and nominal meanings of HUMAN RIGHTS.

Should we keep having keys-considering they get lost or kept, you can tell I´m biased!- or doors open?

If you can enlighten me… please do.

...los ñiños y las niñas del mundo, de mi país, de mi ciudad, de mi campo, no deberían sufrir.

No deberían estarse preguntando: que comeré hoy? dónde dormiré? donde hay refugio? donde hay paz?. No deberían tener que dormir al abierto de la noche, la que para algunos significa descanso para otros significa tormento, frio, dolor, el agrio de la vida. No deberían tener que ser usados para pedir, y aprender desde muy jóvenes que eso es superviviencia. No deberían vivir aislados de la oportunidad de soñar, imaginar, jugar libremente y con la seguridad de un mañana mejor. No deberían! No deberían cuartearce las mejillas de los niños de Bolivia por el frio y el temor... No deberían. No deberían recibir CHUIPIS los que te limpian el vidrio... no deberían vivir una realidad de labor injustica, trabajo... deberían tener la opción y guianza de la educación...

No deberían llenarse de nudos los estomagos de nuestros niños en la calle....
La ecuación no debería existir... no debiera ser permitida... ellos y ellas merecen algo mejor... un día a día mejor y un futuro mejor. pero a veces se pierde en la humedad o el timido viento cualquier presencia de lo que un día declararon como derechos. Y ya casi no nos duele, se nos va olvidando que el mundo se ha vuelto mas injusto ante nuestro ojos, nos hemos vuelto mas indifirentes....