Christ! You know it ain't easy...
Today, the anniversary of the Grito de Lares, the first official Puerto Rican independence movement uprising. On the radio, news, that Filiberto Ojeda Ríos was executed by the FBI in Hormigueros, which is a small town bordering with mine. Above, the sound of black helicopters. I live in front of the police HQ, I guess I won't be getting much sleep tonight. It is 9 pm, he was killed at 3 pm, so I don't understand what is still happening. Called a friend in Hormigueros, near the neighborhood where Ojeda was hiding, and they don't have electricity and can't get out of their houses. FBI agents and cops everywhere. Officials denying and not confirming anything. Really weird.
Makes me uneasily sad, even though he was a little extreme in his beliefs (though not as extreme as Rafael Cancel Miranda, another fave loony terrorist of mine) I understand and identify with his belief that Puerto Rico should grow up and be independent. The FBI was excessive in killing him, he was a thief not a killer and his contributions were limited to zealot rant recordings every September 23rd. Lots of independentists are talking a lot of shit, damaging the movement by using this event to seize the spotlight. Conspiracies, righteous pseudo-indignation, that will not earn sympathy from other political factions (or from me). The only one I really feel sorry for is Juan Mari Bras, I really like that old man, with all his flaws, he is class and a model to me.
Wow, that is the most interesting thing to happen and make me update this in a month.
On other fronts, working, studying, having recurrent nightmares about demons. My bfriend still loves me and tomorrow I am going to a birthday party. At a statehood zealot supporter house, of all places, so that means I will have to grind teeth while they probably celebrate Ojeda's death.
Today, the anniversary of the Grito de Lares, the first official Puerto Rican independence movement uprising. On the radio, news, that Filiberto Ojeda Ríos was executed by the FBI in Hormigueros, which is a small town bordering with mine. Above, the sound of black helicopters. I live in front of the police HQ, I guess I won't be getting much sleep tonight. It is 9 pm, he was killed at 3 pm, so I don't understand what is still happening. Called a friend in Hormigueros, near the neighborhood where Ojeda was hiding, and they don't have electricity and can't get out of their houses. FBI agents and cops everywhere. Officials denying and not confirming anything. Really weird.
Makes me uneasily sad, even though he was a little extreme in his beliefs (though not as extreme as Rafael Cancel Miranda, another fave loony terrorist of mine) I understand and identify with his belief that Puerto Rico should grow up and be independent. The FBI was excessive in killing him, he was a thief not a killer and his contributions were limited to zealot rant recordings every September 23rd. Lots of independentists are talking a lot of shit, damaging the movement by using this event to seize the spotlight. Conspiracies, righteous pseudo-indignation, that will not earn sympathy from other political factions (or from me). The only one I really feel sorry for is Juan Mari Bras, I really like that old man, with all his flaws, he is class and a model to me.
Wow, that is the most interesting thing to happen and make me update this in a month.
On other fronts, working, studying, having recurrent nightmares about demons. My bfriend still loves me and tomorrow I am going to a birthday party. At a statehood zealot supporter house, of all places, so that means I will have to grind teeth while they probably celebrate Ojeda's death.
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I do believe he harmed the independence ideal while he was alive, I don't argue that. What I argue is that all terrorists should be treated the same, and coincidence coincidence, read what happened today: http://www.miami.com/mld/miamiherald/news/12746405.htm?source=rss&channel=miamiherald_news
An illegal Venezuelan immigrant, the same age as Ojeda, accused of worse charges and he gets to stay all cozy and warm at night in good ole USA. That is hypocrisy and that's what bothers me, much more than the death of someone who really didn't mean much to people anymore.
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Maria, at 5:21 PM
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