Column: THE IMAGINARY OF UNCLE VALENTINE ! "Cultural Imaginary to the left "is called the handout, which published this media in your last issue. The first thing could be said of this reprint is to be clearly separated from the rest of the magazine. While it tries to humor, pride, shamelessness, scandal, pleasure, not a handout does not start laugh or a chill, or even controversy. Many letters, few colors, few, very few images. It is perhaps a matter of form, although this is also how the background. In the layout, but also in many of the texts, there is a blatant disregard for the entertainment and the visual. Neoliberalism sells its products, the cultural imagination of the left not.
Why then publish reprints in the most neoliberal of the pamphlets, one who lives in your sales? If neoliberalism produces only crap, how do you explain the existence of the medium that supports the handout? There is no answer because there are no questions. The reprint is a version light of the Journal of Cultural Criticism of Nelly Richard, and a version FOME the Clinic.
The reprint think a reader who does not expect or laugh, or chills, but reasons, many reasons which the reader is convinced usually previously. The aesthetics of government employee, the master recipe tone is not an accident but a conscious, seeking not to impress, by simply leaving this once and for all what has been said a thousand times.
cultural sections of newspapers the right, the Teatro a Mil or inhabit the same imaginary Fondart culture, the Museum of Memory, the Chilean or foreign university chairs, journals that nobody reads, manifests nothing manifest, exhibitions where it always helps troupe.
are among the signatories national awards, corporate presidents of writers no writers, academics ... emeritus, the power itself in its most powerful rebels against the other power, political, media, sexual, unchecked even by a moment their own strategies of exclusion, silencing, sterility which has installed more than happy with what we think, in the ghetto happy Ñuñoa ideal that no longer exists because the true rate of Sabat, the face of a right undisguised snobbish and prejudice, and nothing aristocratic populist, devoid of any cultural imagination of left or right but maybe its success based on the failure of the Left that presents an imaginary without images and without imagination. Fome voluntarily, boring because it entertaining, bright, the living is enemy territory.
The reprint is separated from the reality of the tabloid in which the hosts, but also people who read this rag just for its humor and chutzpah. A tabloid that has, as noted by Raúl Ruiz-tone "cuica flaite" but also the "flaite cuica."
A tabloid that crosses the boundaries that govern the territory that the handout and does not want to explore fear of getting lost. The left in search of imaginary gives back just the imagination of the people who usually deserted solemnity, to academics, usually watching TV, I like football, is tattooed the name of his nephews in the arm, she laughs out loud , uses marijuana may idolize Allende and vote for the mayor of the IDUs blond solves "the real problems of the people."
A people can not help but feel the whiff of contempt with which we speak here of his tastes, supermarkets, clothing, language, all colonized neoliberalized, trivialized up above the canopy as we explain all sorts of teachers sociology. A village in the handout has lost not only his soul in the grip of the market, but his body
massacred by the henchmen of the dictatorship, unstructured by wizards of the Coalition, smothered in debt, ignorance and injustice.
all, dreams, projects, our president, all dead and a thousand times dead, all killed by all sides. The handout is full of it: forensic reports of corpses, wailing, dead and more dead. A graveyard of each definition is a tablet (which sadly often lie names of talented people). That is what produces the handout, the melancholy of the cemetery where so many good intentions, many attempts so many precious memories are given to the worms from oblivion.
Like a cemetery in the handout, everyone has their own space, a rectangular stone to register their best wishes. As in the cemeteries, there are no dead bad. Comrade Allende, UNCTAD was called before Diego Portales and then Gabriela Mistral, the tortured, shot, missing. The separate points, and is noble so, the silenced, 73 (38 years ago.) But if it were not for Tohá Carolina (least left the group) have gone completely unnoticed by the dead in the prison of San Miguel (two months). The dead and the only ones left are unforgettable those who have no other party that poverty and crime do not deserve half the attention. Chilly
because in the National Stadium is still playing football again and again celebrate the memory of the dead, of which almost no one denies the importance, indignant with Pinochet, are now so cowardly gestures fierce in their eighties and early nineties.
The morals of a leftist today can be measured by the time he resorts to nervous tic of the Villa Grimaldi, the National Stadium, or Victor Jara's hands every time you do not know what to say. Moral poverty of the Left is widely portrayed in his vain attempt to bring out at every turn the moral superiority of being victims their ideas for almost 40 years. There is ultimately nothing more than mediocre writing, painting, theater, or ride on the dictatorship, a world where good and evil are clear, where the moral is known to all, where everything in its horror was somewhat exciting , where the banality and doubt were not possible.
The president and his interior minister would have no problem in adhering to the sense memory of the fallen. Human rights should not hurt me or those of people who think like me, but of others who do not read the handouts because they need not deliver them in alphabetical order so they have to think about this or that issue cultural current. Because this is also one of the topics you most want to separate from the handout, the grants system, the state contribution to the cultural. The union issue in all its facets, cultural, gay, feminist.
a neoliberal society must have necessarily a neoliberal left. As paradoxical as it is, this is not sold in the market-that of the tabloid, but the one that plays on your heart's deepest instincts and deep of neoliberalism, the claim itself, from itself and made itself same. Admitting that the market exists is not sold, but open your eyes, put your ideas up to the world in which we live, be a Marxist and understand that change practice ideas, marginalized in the claim of the self, hiding in the universities, taking refuge in the minority, is to become harmless, that is precisely what the neoliberal want.
worried gays gay rights, the artists of their copyright, feminists of her femininity, students in its student body, the Mapuche of Mapuche. It is then a plurality that is based just to make clear the identity of each, their share of duty their claim.
A left-wing unionism would be nothing wrong if the identities were all clear that the handout want to believe, when precisely what characterizes today's Chile is the very complexity of those identities. As the candidate of the left extraconcertacionista who was minister of the coalition and the 20% who is the son of a guerrilla married to a television star
, on the right voted NO and hates and is hated by the traditional right.
The intent of these contradictions, which are the lives of almost all the signatories of this manifesto, no convictions reach explains the sterility of the handout.
The reprint is separated from the rest of the Clinic, said at the beginning of this article. Although not quite. Just after her Uncle Valentín Trujillo summarized in an interview all the imagery of the left which proposes the handout. His nostalgia for the UP their attachment to Cuba, his fight for 20% of Chilean music on the radio, his defense of Don Francisco, who is his boss, his critique of celebrity and reggaeton, which are distorting the heads of youth. "Valentín Trujillo, the new leader that the imaginary left waiting?
Think like those of the handout, but what separates them their lack of academic pedigree or vindictive. Speak in simple, summarized in a few sentences what the handout seudosesudas disintegrates on many considerations. TV is a pianist who at least does not intend to lecture anyone. Is, its past, its present, the most vivid example of all these contradictions, upeliento musician Don Francisco the great symbol of neoliberalism in Chile, an atheist on Channel 13, Pin Pon's friend happened to be that of Professor Rosa, these contradictions on an imaginary left should start to wonder.
But it is seen that the questions are not the strongest of the imaginary leftists. Faced with the danger that someone comes to formulas, we see separate handout in all possible answers. "
