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Yesterday I started writing. Was one of those times the feeling is flowing almost unwittingly and so is guiding the fingers while typing and gradually formed a letter more or less success. That happens when one has something inside that has to drop one or the other way. By hook or by crook. Whether consciously or day and night and sleeping. In the end, there is fury that must be contained.

However, on rereading it critically written, I noted three things.
That was very indignant
That had very bad temper
Do not fulfilled what I set out on what not to talk politics. Or at least not to speak so often of the same. The result was that everything written was the trash.

Not that I stayed calm. Let's say there is turmoil.

After these weeks of moving on the issues Catalunya water. After that the restrictive rules and penalties. After this furious campaign blaming the city that by opening a faucet becomes unsupportive, uncivil and irresponsible. After checking with embarrassment and with much sadness as they advertise the frequent cases of complaints between neighbors, one wonders why no politician has yet assumed any responsibility for the problem created. Why are we still thinking ourselves unsocial dangerous driving at 95 km / hour for a three-lane highway without traffic but vigilant radar. Because we believe without question all the accusations thrown at us.
Perhaps the years become the Scenes steel and a police state?

What will the next blow? Or alternatively ... When ask responsibilities and say enough?

And finally again ... I have not shut up and avoid the subject! cagoendiezzzzz!

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Apples

not panic! No problem! Quiet!

This absence seemed excessively long maintained strong motives.

I been in labor!

Si. With the nerves to the surface! Not that I was embarrassing, no. I have only experienced the birth of a new "king of the house" I have Bobito and groggy.

I have a Mac at home! And that's quite an experience ... almost religious.

has appeared by surprise. Has come inside a cardboard box single compact. Nothing have boxes for each peripheral, no. One for all. Furthermore, a single cable, one button and ale ... up and updated.

The first impression is a tender emotion. Preciousness of that thingy! With Teclita ... with its small screen ... and hardly anything else. All the computer is on the screen. And big! And look ... if you have web camera included! and an apple in the front! ays! As we are first timers!

Then I start to get their hands and as if from in the genes, I agree with the control quickly. What are the instincts, listen. The work is piling me. Fortunately, the book there is almost no support, thus, saving me the usual commentary ... Have you tried to read the manual?. For what? If it is that either I am an expert and experienced user or, it is most intuitive (I fear that this second option, you must be more correct)

I as a child with new shoes or a dad with his little one in her arms. I'm afraid that I break. That apple!

But let's face in the assessment. I can not ensure that all upgrade to a Windows PC. What I do know is that this aparatejo brought me back the hope to learn in this dense computing world. One no longer thought to be excited too with computers and yet, if that, which for the moment, I am eager to get home to dive into the operating system and applications, to browse web sites or blogs that talk about Apple and Therefore, to introduce a different world, where you feel as special compared to the great mass of minions forced windows.

That illusion, I do not take it away. I love it! For that alone, is worth paying the premium price today is not so much. Of course it will have its drawbacks but I have no doubt that the illusion of which I speak, I will discover new possibilities and alternatives.

the moment ... Let me give you envy. mmmm

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few years ago, I enjoyed the play Art, Yasmina Reza of that in the Tivoli Ricardo Darin sang along with two actors. That work, in which three friends discuss the "beauty art "in a plain white box completely white background. Their different perception of the painting comes to risk his own friendship. It recommended a work , entertaining and witty. When finished, the audience talks focused on the snobbery that often surrounds us. I fear that it could also be called stupidity. Or not.

I like the tradition when I'm excited. That does not happen often, certainly, but for me it is as the unit of measure that allows me to assess the amount of art that is a work born of man's creativity. That does not mean that those who fail to get excited do not consider it art, of course not. We must accept the complex technology and its application for a creative purpose, also give rise to works of art, but will not reach special provoke emotion.
remember to enter the National Gallery in London and was shocked by a wonderful picture of Van Gogh. The same thing has happened in the palace Vistahermosa the Thyssen museum, with many museums or even less important. However, the feeling that causes me to visit C. Arte Reina Sofia in Madrid, the MACBA in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bor the Pompidou in Paris, etc. is far from the excitement. I am convinced that many of us that we are bordering on stupidity to see us looking at much of the work in these museums.

I remember that for many years, visiting the Louisiana Museum , Denmark, near Copenhagen, I decided to capture the artistic burden had uniform exposure of 20 giant policeman in New York, hanging each one in his rack, side by side to along a corridor. The only difference was his standard uniform size, as measured two meters. Obviously, I could not understand that. Someone told me it was an allegorical reference to how small we are compared to power. - Aaah! Very well. Say it is not my prior definition of what is art. At least high art.
And the feeling I would be closer to the perplexity or frustration, if not the anger directly. Perhaps

should say now that I must be an uneducated, inept and jerk? Not really. I feel like it, because I do not think. Although it is certain that these museums have their followers, admirers and advocates, (otherwise it would not make sense its existence), I think we are a majority, "Quiet yes, but in the end most out- we think that this kind of art does not go with us.

made me smile now reread a paragraph of that play that I would play here but not come to mind.

"If I am I because I am me, and you are you because you, I'm me and you are you. If, on the contrary, I am me because you're you, and you are you because I am, then neither I nor you me you ... "