Friday, February 19, 2010

twice up on a dime...



400 years later... Caracol is still collecting sea shells and liberating their sound into his ears... his house is surrounded by an ocean of shells that keep his community alive and happy... he collects his treasures from the shores and reefs of a beautiful Caribbean island where his village drifted and settled... this small island remains relatively isolated from the outside world... during those long and painful years of slavery the villagers picked a few habits... such as drinking or wearing T-shirts and baseball caps... now they can walk unchained once again carrying a plastic cup and a big smile they refill at their neighbor’s house... by the time the sun jumps into the ocean the entire community is singing and dancing together under the newest boombox... the colour of their skin remains as dark as the racism that got them there in the first place... slavery is officially abolished but the power of money creates new differences... people that work the hardest make the least money... this time consuming machine is creating chickens without eggs... giving an answer to a multiplying demand of bird watchers that want milk coming out of eggs so they can break-faster... they need to feed of more energy to grow and consume more slaves... poverty is holding hands with slavery on this globalized galley... life is a controversial joke between the chicken and the egg... the infernal way they eat and live up in the first world has taken everyone natural rhythm away... Caracol still has this gift for music that enables to hear and play in tune with nature... his rap has kept traditions and legends alive... there is a beautiful place somewhere in the Caribbean Sea with people that love to dance... there are projects to sell out this tropical to turn them into oil platforms... tourist traps... meanwhile people enjoy every hour before getting back on a galley... history will keep rolling its shell on the white sand and repeat itself on another shore... Caracol is still listening to his shells today and this is not a legend...

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