No propongo una apología del hombre rico ni sugeriría como modelo existencial la frivolidad en la que generalmente vegetan ni mucho menos acepto el agio ni la usura ni la contemplación de la vida a través de la especulación mercantil. Hay matices.
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Culture Works addresses and critiques an important dimension of the? work of culture,? an argument made by enthusiasts of creative economies that culture contributes to the GDP, employment, social cohesion, and other forms of neoliberal development. While culture does make important contributions to national and urban economies, the incentives and benefits of participating in this economy are not distributed equally, due to restructuring that neoliberal policies have wrought from the 1980s on, as well as enduring inequalities of race, class and nationality. The cultural economy promises to make life better, particularly in cities, but not everyone can take advantage of it for decent jobs. Exposing and challenging the taken-for-granted assumptions around questions of space, value and mobility that are sustained by neoliberal treatments of culture, Culture Works explores some of the hierarchies of cultural workers that these engender, as they play out in a variety of settings, from shopping malls in Puerto Rico and art galleries in New York to tango tourism in Buenos Aires. Noted scholar Arlene D?vila brilliantly reveals how similar dynamics of space, value and mobility come to bear in each location, inspiring particular cultural politics that have repercussions that are both geographically specific, but also ultimately global in scope.
Perro Que Habló Y Más Cuentos Mayas
In the delightful Mayan folktale The Dog Who Spoke, we learn what happens when a dog’s master magically transforms into a dog-man who reasons like a man but acts like a dog. This and the other Mayan folktales in this bilingual collection brim with the enchanting creativity of rural Guatemala’s oral culture. In addition to stories about ghosts and humans turning into animals, the volume also offers humorous yarns. Hailing from the Lake Atitlán region in the Guatemalan highlands, these tales reflect the dynamics of, and conflicts between, Guatemala’s Indian, Ladino, and white cultures. The animals, humans, and supernatural forces that figure in these stories represent Mayan cultural values, social mores, and history. James D. Sexton and Fredy Rodríguez-Mejía allow the thirty-three stories...
Please, just call me Negra. My blackness has gifted me with a million regalitos. Resiliency, bravery, strength to start and the rest of the regalitos would be the different nicknames and terms of endearment people have called me since I began to walk. Un dia llegue a casa de mi tia abuela, Tenia 7 anitos y le dije “titi soy negra bella, es que me dijo el señor”. She was negra con pelo lacio from el Cibao region of the Dominican Republic. She consoled me as if the man had offended me. I sat propped in her arms, she had the strongest arms I had ever seen, brazos lleno de la fuerza necesaria para cocinar un mangu espectacular, para meterme bofetas en mis cachetes, y para acarciar... She was the first to call me negrita and that day was just like any other day, she bent down to my height which was never really short but I was much smaller than her. With concerned eyes she said, “Negrita no eres negra, eres india con pelo malo”. She caressed my cheeks and we carried on as if she hadn’t called my “pelo” “malo”. It was normal language for us. She’d say words like grena through clenched teeth when she looked at my hair. “Negrita no eres negra, eres india”. I said ok and vowed to never call myself negra aroud her again. And besides being india, I was also morenita, prieta, mulata, café sin leche, Celia Cruz to name a few and to be honest I played with those terms for years before I knew the responsbility that I have as a negra, which was and always has been to be... And because words are powerful, please, just call me negra. I started writing when I was about the same age I had first dared call myself something so dizque “provocative” as negra, 7 years old. I’d sit hunched over in my closet way past my school-night bedtime writing stories, sometimes about girls with dizque “pelo bueno”, tiny waists, and skin the color of café bibi, an experience I never knew but had always imagined. I had always imagined what would happen if I had been surrounded by people who loved my hair. I wasted hours with oil and a bruch because I believed that it would make my hair straight. My stories were usually no longer than three to five pages long inside of a yellow diary of dreams, secrets I didn’t know how else to handle and they usually took places in countries that I had never been to but imagined thanks to the nights that... I knew I was “negra”, a black girl with a lineage of cimarronas costeñas mayaguezanas-loiceñas and cimarronas in kiskeya, regardless of the fact that some black girls just like me would say otherwise, and often times I was categorized as “other”. Black but not black black. To be clear, I am black, I’ve always been black, and I have always been proud to be black regardless of relatives whod introduce me as “la prima dominicana” or “la sobrina dominicana” ashamed of something I was proud of. I ask that you please just... It’s one of the laziest words in the Spanish language. Theres no rumba to it, much less any saoco and ir requires limited movement of the mouth to pronounce it, unlike the word “negra”. If you wanted to call me, a woman, “other” in Spanish you’d say “otra” and regardless of how “otra” and how “odd” you find my Caribe lineage which stretches as west as Santa Clara, Cuba, and as east as Loiza, Puerto Rico, I am not “other”. I am black and as Pedro Pietri says, I come from a place where to be called black is to be called love. I am no perfect piece of love nor perfect lover but I do ask that you please, just call me negra. I met a tall dark and handsome black man while walking from class back home after a long day of analyzing Lola Rodriguez de Tio poems in la facultad de humanidades de la Universidad de Puerto Rico, recinto de Rio Piedras. He asked so politely, so kindly for a minute of my time and told me his story and why he was selling bizcocho de guayaba y queso. His words were warm, his smile warmer. He carried the same poetry that I have seen in so many of our men color café who spend hours under the Puerto Rican sun with neveritas de agua. I have a speciaI respect for the Puerto Rican men who spend their day selling girasoles to other men who unlike them don’t get ignored and have wives who receive those girasoles. I have a special respect for the elderly men who sit alongside la carretera selling.
Pollo (Chicken) Fricassee from Puerto Rico (adobo seasoning, chicken drumstick, cilantro, cumin, oregano, garlic, green pepper, olive oil, onions, bay leaves, red pepper, red potatoes, red wine, salt)
Ceviche Del Bueno Recipe (lime, salt, avocado, tostadas, lime juice, cilantro, cucumber, green onion, shrimp, black pepper, tomato, chilies, soy sauce, clams)
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Good Rice (Arroz Bueno) (butter, chicken broth, basil, rice, onions, parsley, salt)
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