Sugar slaves and the Silver ghosts of Potosí

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The history of South America is a sprawling ledger of appetites, where the continent’s geography has been treated less as a sovereign home and more as a biological vending machine for the North. At the macro level, we see a global economy built on the assumption of an infinite southern supply; at the micro level, we find that every American convenience—from the morning coffee to the smartphone battery—is a needle drawing life from a landscape that is never allowed to heal. This is the chronicle of a continent forced to provide the world’s luxury and its medicine, its energy and its vice, while the people tilling the soil remain tethered to a poverty that is manufactured in the boardrooms of the North. Continue reading

Redemption Songs For The Folk Of Gaza.

“Old pirates, yes, they rob I; Sold I to the merchant ships, Minutes after they took IFrom the bottomless pit. But my hand was made strong By the hand of the all mighty. We forward in  generationTriumphantly.Won’t you help me sing
these songs of freedom Are all I ever have:Redemption songs Redemption songs Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery; None but ourselves can free our minds. Have no fear for atomic energy,’Cause none of them can stop the time How long shall they kill our prophets, While we stand aside and look Oh!  Lyrics: Bob Marley Unedited