Be a beggar at Argentina, A BIG BUSINESS!!!

This email was sent to me by one website where I have loaded my Resume to look for a job... How is falling down much to quickly the Argentina where my great grandparents came to work. So sad, as soon as I finish my studies I clear off this garbage dump and go to live in a country, any serious country.

A TRAFFIC LIGHT changes its state, in average, every 30 seconds (30 seconds in red and 30 seconds in green). Hence, for every minute, a beggar has 30 seconds of useful time to get to invoice a minimal of $1.
With this schema, in 1 working hour he will collect: 60 minutes x $1/minute = $60/hour. If the beggar works 8 hours per day, resting on Sundays, it will get 25 days per month average, which gives an invoice of: 25 days/month x 8 hours/day x $60/hour = $12000/month. Is that this count is absurd?

(Surely we all have anyone we know that has a 12k salary per month, with no studies not working as manager nor director, isn't it?...)

People that collaborate not always give just $1... Sometimes they give $2 and the more generous I've seen giving until $5. Although let's be moderate and assuming that actually de beggar just collects half of the initial count, which means: $30/hour. Doing the counts again we will have a final value of $6.000/month. Working 48 nominal hours per week, and still having to go on Sundays to solve the maintenance's mess (I don't want to analyze the case of teachers, professors, nurses, but you can do it).
This way, when a beggar gets a $5 buck (which isn't strange at all...) he can rest quietly under a tree for the next 5 traffic light changes and without any boss to control him due to this rest in the middle of his working day. But until here all is theory...
Now let's go to the real world: with these data at hand, I went to interview a woman that asks for alms and that always goes to a bar to change her coins. I asked her how much she invoice per day. Do you know what she replied to me? Well the initial count was very close: an average of $450 to $600 daily...!!!!!! With this, there's a monthly income of: (25 days/month x $450/day) $11.250/month or (25 days/month x $600/day) = $15.000/month. The average is: $13.125/month!!!!
And even worse, people... she told me that never works not even close to 8 hours daily. Strengthen to be a good beggar... Ask for alms is more lucrative than work.

(Very clear the last sentence, right?... and this without counting the several plans to participate in political marches or doing campaign for such and such candidate.)

There has to be remembered that when the traffic light is green on one side, is red for the other, and the beggar can scrounge to the street that passes across. This gives him 120 red traffic lights per hour. But you have to consider that the poor guy 'works' outdoors, as most construction workers do, the trash collectors - that also carry packages and run behind the truck - and many policemen, mailmen, delivery waiters, messengers, etc., etc...
Thanks for listen a humble worker. Pass this email that isn't a joke, is justice and is up to you to end poverty, not let it multiply and even be responsible for it.

Be generous... help a kid with cancer, a mother that wants to have a child, a human being looking for a job. Or else... become a beggar, I can assure you it will go just very well.

The job of looking for a job...

Sunday was May Day, International Workers Day. Date originally chosen by the Socialist Labor Congress of the Second International at Paris in 1889, as homage and re-vindication of the Martyrs of Chicago... although the very same US doesn't adhere to that celebration and have their Labor Day on the first Monday of September.

There's been more than a year since I'm without a fixed and stable job, the kind of job that appear in national statistics. That is, it's been a year that I'm surviving with temporal tasks, but as they can get me busy more than 1 hour a week, according to the 2010 Census I don't belong to the unemployed percentage...
I get tired to lose my time in job interviews, made by recruiters that doesn't know the value of a word and only learnt to repeat without replication the norm: "We call you back to let you know if you get the position because we know how important it is." A lie biggest than a lunar crater.

The job of looking for a job is much more exhausting that having a job. I get tired to beg for underpaid opportunities, with eternal schedule availability and far away of what interests me or I like.
I get tired to studding from memory always the same prose that is the only one that recruiters are trained to hear and it opens magically the employment door. I get tired to automatize my spontaneity to reply what they need and not what I want.
The job of looking for a job is worse that passing by the interrogatory of your boyfriend's mother. The scrutiny of the Resume details is more fake than a count of votes in an official election. And then is pitiful that in many cases there's no other choice left than leave out or exaggerate things to be able to get a minimum chance to access the interview... with the recruiter that will ask inconsistencies without logic only to "break the ice" before the psychological test (because you have to say it in English that seems more literate than saying examen) or be compelled to draw a person under the rain using an umbrella.

I have heard such absurd replies like: you're over prepared to this position. What? Would be that they are looking for more ignorant or manageable people? Other typical answer is: You did well the questionnaire - that can take 2 hours and a half - but you don't fit the profile. Once I come up with the idea of asking the recruiter that seemed just graduated from high school, what's the profile you're looking for? And the reply gave me a lesson: Never challenge a recruiter intelligence, nor try to express any originality because as Ernesto Sábato said: "To be original is in a certain way reveal the others trashiness"...

The job of looking for a job doesn't know any holidays, days off nor weekends. Doesn't have any fixed schedule, nor permanent office. It demands hours availability for possible interviews from Monday at 9 AM, to Thursdays at 20:30 PM. Nobody cares if one has previous appointments or if you study on that hours. It urges transport availability of some 50km roundabout from San Isidro to Adrogué or from Quilmes to Ramos Mejía. Nobody cares if one doesn't have mobility or has to spend some cost to travel.

From my last stable job more than a year ago, I got other important lesson: never be more honest than your own boss... I have been betrayed, lied and harassed. I get tired to listen to "job offers" in exchange of doing personal favors, resolve private problems or hide the skeletons in the cupboard.
In this job of looking for a job most of the time I feel unwell to be very honest, intelligent or look for my personal progress without the minimal intention to stomping nobody head, it seemed like I'm an extraterrestrial for deciding to behave with decency, loyalty or transparency.
I think it's much to difficult for someone to make any valuable progress without the intention to be a better person within values that include the progress of all others. In other words, for me we all progress together or nobody progress at all. I also think that is always a way of progress to increase my knowledge and skills, for me life is like a learning classroom where all the experiences are like lessons that are useful to get better and, therefore, progress.

I'm not convinced that the most important thing in a job is to get prosperity, for me money is only enjoyable when it comes as a reward to the effort or talent, but not the main and only objective when looking for a job. There are other wages that can't keep in the wallet, as for example; time. There's no amount of money, there's no salary that can buy me a couple of hours.
Currently, as I can't get a stable job, my priority is to continue studding at the university the career of Portuguese Translation. So my job searching reduces considerably if I look for a part-time job. Although I explain and over-explain to the automate recruiters that I don't care if the salary is lesser, it seems that I talk in Sanskrit or some dead language. Is it so hard to understand that can't get back lost time by paying, while we all know that money comes and goes??

I like to write, I hope that whom keep on reading until this point have already perceived, and I would be highly interesting in a stable job where I could take advantage of this ability (or as current fashion says: skill), I have higher education studies in copywriting and now I'm complementing them with knowledge of grammar and spelling in Spanish, besides being bilingual in Portuguese and have senior level of English.

I don't care to collect riches, nor the worthless and temporal prosperity because I don't want only money, nor fill my pockets with things that won't offer me consolation when being betrayed or needed to defend my dignity.
I want to be cherished for my work and that my work be respected, I want to set a difference for the others and not to make an economical difference for me, I want to share the talents that God gave me and not take any advantage of them.
I want my job to ennoble my life and appraise the ones that lives around me.
I'm special and I'm not afraid to be myself, and set any difference with the rest... hopefully soon will appear someone brave that share my common progress, justice and dignity ideas to offer me a decent and permanent job, I'm available to work. Thanks!
Meanwhile, I'll keep on looking.

To live is for the daring people

Meditation about the love happiness dedicated to the Scout Little Chocolate of my love, he's always my inspiration:


We all born naked. We came with nothing, pure and naives and with a huge purpose: learn to find the love happiness.
Can't buy that love happiness and most of the times we get it without notice...

La vida es una aventura valiente o no es nada.
A vida é uma aventura corajosa ou não é nada.
Hellen Keller

To learn to find love happiness isn't an easy task and that's why not everybody finds it. Ones spend their life collecting money because they think that can buy anything, others lost their life worried by things that seem important, but only make use of their time or space, and some pass their life blindfolded, with earplugs and muzzled... Without taking heart to see with attention, without courage to listen with emotion and without braveness to shout with passion.

Hidden like that in the shadows they spend their empty life faraway from the learning of finding the love happiness... and die without nothing important, without purity, without naivety and dressed with fear or shame. They bury their bodies along with the only opportunity they had and wasted to learn to find love happiness.


Please, Chocolated Wild Horse, don't make my heart feel pain while you let passing an existence empty of purpose, don't be afraid within the "I can't" while you pour the only opportunity to really live, don't hurt my soul missing the lessons of the learning to find love happiness TOGETHER.

Pluck up courage to the adventure of living... and I risk along with you because I Love You Very Much.

And keep on dreaming until your dreams come true

Happily it seems that my creative inspiration has returned hand in hand with my last night dreams.

As a good dreamer and in searching state, born and reflourishment, I keep having these beautiful positive dreams.

This time I dreamt that I was over a tree and between its green leaves I could see the tree trunk with little square woods across perpendicularly like steps to climb up.
In the grass, leaned against the tree there was a beautiful baby with his complete layette laughing joyfully.
And when I thought I was on the tree-cop watching all this, I turned out that actually I was leaning out of a window from heaven above.

So, dream with a tree is something positive in the material ground, it's a symbol of protection, if it is leafy like in my dream it's a signal of satisfactions, health and joy around me. Also, it can represent the protection of a friend and the more stronger and robust the more it will protect.
Dream with a tree in a season like summer or spring announce new hopes, growth, wishes, strength, stability, love and friendship. It represents the person that is focused on her/his own development. When it's abundant with green leaves, it announces profits. And if we're climbed up of a tree it's omen that we'll get the goals of our career and we'll reach a high place in society, having honors and fortune.

The height is another positive factor, the higher the height the greater the success reaching the goals or objectives.

The little square woods also are an images of bonanza, wealth and satisfactions. It symbols the input material, the spirituality and the vital energy. Presage prosperity and calmness. Indicates the need to start again, to re-start all over, to rebuild and reorganize my life.

A width and thick tree trunk as the one I dreamt means that I'm a strong, robust and lasting person.
And it's also a phallic symbol... Good grief!
A trunk also represents old memories, ideals, hopes and emotions, the roots we have and that help us grow, and means an inner sensation of well-being and strong personality.

A baby in a dream is like activate creativity, it means that soon will start a new business or that my abilities will get recognition.
Baby's innocence represents nice beginnings full of warmth, and also are a reflection that in my interior I still keep something pure and 100% incorruptible.
Besides it's a sign of home happiness.

The layette also predicts happiness.

If the window is open it represents the new hopes and the brilliant possibilities that will show up to me in the future. If it's square and big like the one of my dream it means a projection on material grounds at long-term and if the things we saw through it are pleasant it means that those hopes and possibilities will turn into reality in the near future.

This bubbling joy don't hold back, this sincere hope don't disappear and this firm march don't stop.
Everything is possible, only have to be courageous and tenacious.

Dream, dream, dream... never stop dreaming!

There Are Moments

There are moments in life that we feel so much
Missing someone that what we most want
Is to take that person out of our dreams
And hold him/her.

Dream with all you want,
Be what you want to be,
Because you only have one life
And only have one chance
To do that thing you want.

Use all the happiness to make it sweet.
Difficulties to make it strong.
Sadness to make it human,
And hope enough to make it happy.

Happier people
Don't have the better stuffs.
They know how to take advantage of the best
Of the opportunities that appear
In their paths.

Happiness appears to those who cry.
To those who get hurt.
To those that search and always try.
To those that reckon
The value of the people that pass through their lives.

The most brilliant future
It is based on an acutely lived past.
You will only get success in life
When you forgive the mistakes
And the deceptions of the past.

Life is short, but the emotions we can leave behind
Last for all eternity.
Life is no game
Because a nice day you die.

Clarice Lispector


I dreamed with a labyrinth... One of the objects more full of esoteric, spiritual and mythological symbology.
My labyrinth was like those of the Monarchist England of the Middle Ages, of not much tall bushed as to see the twisted way of the other side, but enough to not get jump and avoid any trap.

According to the several dream's interpretation a labyrinth means confusion, disorientation, mess, conflicts, complications, difficulties... created frequently by loves/lovers. I'm trying the forget a forbidden lover, without forgetting the love we consummate and keeping the patience to wait for him until the love stop being impossible.

According to the dream's interpretation a plants, trees or live labyrinth means the meeting of happiness when it wasn't expected, predict unexpected joys and the surprise of prosperity in difficult times when one is desperate.

At the end of my dream I found the labyrinth exit following the origin of the music "All you need is love," by my adored Beatles.
Come upon the exit = find a solution or reply.
Music is always a good omen, presage of happiness and consideration. Harmonic music is presage of prosperity and pleasure and expressing positive emotions...
Also if it is showed to people with spiritual ambitions it's indication of mercy and elevation. This search of sacrifice for love is painful, but it will have its reward.

It already started letting me improvise this post after 4 months of silent drought...

{Información + Pluralismo} x Creatividad = Crecimiento

Estuve un tiempo sin mi computadora y usando una prestada...
Aparte de extrañar mi teclado ergonómico y mi monitor de 17" lo que más extrañé fueron mis notas. No me refiero a los papelitos de colores con recordatorios, sino a mis textos, mis manuscritos, mis poemas, mis 'ensayos' si es que algún literato considera que mis observaciones pueden llegar a serlo. Extrañé mi información.

Se dice que el siglo XXI es el siglo de la información, que el valor más importante además de los recursos naturales que escasean es la información que cada uno de nosotros posee o puede generar. En la primera década de este siglo todos fuimos testigos de como se llegaron a inventar falsas informaciones para permitir que un estado derrocara a un gobierno extranjero (¿Dónde están las armas de destrucción masiva que almacenaba Saddam?), vimos a medios de comunicación pública inventando noticias para conseguir mayor audiencia y hemos conocido algunos excesos que se han cometido para conseguir información "en la guerra anti-terrorista".
En estos primeros 10 años del siglo de la información ya experimentamos que está permitido el "vale todo" con tal de conseguir información. Información que yo tengo y otro puede querer o necesitar...
Igualmente no tengo información clasificada de ninguna célula inactiva esperando para atacar, lo aclaro antes de que me caiga un escuadrón en mi casa y me lleven por la fuerza hasta algún 'centro de detención'.

Se habla de que el siglo XXI es el siglo de la comunicación, que internet mediante nos permite conectarnos con cualquier persona al instante desde cualquier punto del planeta, y saber cómo está vestida o 'qué está pensando ahora'. Podemos saber información de esa persona con solo Googlear su nombre o buscarlo en una red social, lo que puede abrir muchísimas puertas o cerrar enormes oportunidades... sin contar con los peligros que eso puede generarnos. ¿Qué es más peligroso? ¿Qué alguien sepa mi dirección de correo electrónico (que todos nos preocupamos por asegurarla con contraseñas sofisticadas) o que voluntariamente le cuente al mundo que creo que ninguna religión es ejemplo de moral o ética? Y realmente lo creo - otra historia 'discursiva' relacionada con la masividad y el individualismo.
En estos primeros 10 años del siglo los gurues nos han enseñado sobre la Web 2.0 lo que nos hace no solo testigos de la información, sino creadores de ella. Gracias a esta nueva participación social hemos adquirido un nuevo escalafón: somos usuarios. Podemos escalar la teoría del Caos - ¿recuerdan? esa que dice que "el aleteo de una mariposa en San Francisco puede provocar un terremoto en Hong-Kong" - y hacerla realidad hasta niveles insospechados... ¿O acaso el marketing Viral no es eso?

Este valor alcanzado por la información, no sería tal si todos tuvieramos la misma capacidad de generar informaciones. Si todos accedieramos a una única fuente de información, esta se volvería masiva y nadie sabría nada diferente... no sería necesario torturar a un enemigo en nombre de la "seguridad nacional" como tampoco necesitaríamos contraseñas para acceder a nuestros perfiles en una red social. Todos estaríamos informados en forma homogenea, todos accederíamos a los mismos conocimientos, pero ¿todos procesaríamos esa información igual? No lo creo.
Ese es el poder de la información. No es la información en si misma, sino como nuestra individualidad puede transformar esa información en un bien que nos diferencia unos de otros.
Y me di cuenta que eso es lo que extraño... MI información. Esos textos, manuscritos, poemas que solo yo puedo crear con la información que absorbo de la realidad tamizada a través de mis experiencias o vivencias.

Y esta reflexión me hizo pensar que no existe ninguna Ley de Medios que nos pueda obligar a dejar de usar el criterio o a olvidarnos de pensar por nosotros mismos.
Esa volatilidad con que se intenta dividir las opiniones con enfrentamientos no significa que estemos obligados a solo escuchar una campana ni a tener que salomonizar entre absolutismos.
Periodismo es un ejercicio de sentido común y la pluralidad no entiende de censura... sin importar quien la ejerce si la "Televisión Pública" o "el monopolio".

Espero que eso no suceda... ni pronto ni nunca. Y me encantaría que tampoco estuviese sucediendo ahora en otros lugares del mundo (soy una soñadora estilo Lennon). Espero que seamos responsables por el nuevo rol de 'usuarios', 'Twitteros' o 'bloggers', por el nuevo estatus de 'informadores' que este siglo de la comunicación instantánea nos ha dado, y que sepamos defender esa libertad sin que signifique "todo está permitido" con tal de mantener una pluralidad de información.
Finalmente, a nivel más personal me encantaría poder transformar este talento individual mio, que nadie puede reemplazar ni hacer en mi nombre, en una fuente de ingresos... (como también creo en la ley de atracción, espero que esto se note en este relato y me atraiga esa oportunidad).

{Informaço + Pluralismo} * Criatividade = Crescimento

Estive um tempo sem meu computador e usando um emprestado...
Além de ter saudade de meu teclado ergonômico e meu monitor de 17" o que mais saudade me deu foram minhas notas. Não me refiro aos papeizinhos de cores com lembretes, porem a meus textos, meus manuscritos, meus poemas, meus 'ensaios' se algum literato considerar minhas observações puderem sê-lo. Tive saudade de minha informação.

Se diz que o século XXI é o século da informação, que o valor mais importante, além dos recursos naturais que escasseiam, é a informação que cada um de nós possui ou pode gerar. Na primeira década deste século todos fomos testemunhas de como chegaram a inventar falsas informações para permitir um Estado derrocar um governo estrangeiro (Cadê as armas de destruição em massa que armazenava Saddam?), vimos aos meios de comunicação pública inventando notícias para conseguir maior audiência e temos conhecido alguns excessos que tem se cometido para conseguir informação "na guerra antiterrorista".
Nestes primeiros 10 anos de século da informação já experimentamos que está permitido o "vale tudo" com tal de conseguir informação. Informação que eu tenho e outro pode querer ou necessitar...
Mesmo assim não tenho informação classificada de nenhuma célula inativa esperando para atacar, clareio antes de me cair um esquadrão em minha casa e me levem pela força até algum 'centro de detenção'.

Fala-se que o século XXI é o século da comunicação, que internet mediante permite nos conectar com qualquer pessoa ao instante desde qualquer ponto do planeta, e saber como está vestida ou 'que você está pensando agora'. Podemos saber informação dessa pessoa com apenas Googlar seu nome ou procurá-la em uma rede social, o que pode abrir muitíssimas portas ou fechar enormes oportunidades... sem contar com os perigos que isso pode nos gerar. O que é mais perigoso? Que alguém souber nosso endereço de correio eletrônico (que todos nos preocupamos por segurar com senhas sofisticadas) ou que voluntariamente conte para o mundo que acredito que nenhuma religião é exemplo de moral ou ética? E acredito mesmo - outra história 'discursiva' relacionada com o massivo e o individualismo.
Nestes primeiros 10 anos do século os gurus tem nos ensinado sobre a Web 2.0 o que nos faz não só testemunhas da informação, mas criadores dela. Graças a esta nova participação social temos adquirido um novo escalão: somos usuários. Podemos escalar a teoria do Caos - lembram? Essa que diz que "o adejo de uma borboleta em São Francisco pode provocar um terremoto em Hong-Kong" - e faze-la realidade até níveis insuspeitos... Ou por caso o marketing viral não é isso?

Este valor atingido pela informação, não seria tal se todos tivermos a mesma capacidade de gerar informações. Se todos acedermos a uma única fonte de informação, esta viraria massiva e ninguém saberia nada diferente... Não seria necessário torturar um inimigo em nome da "segurança nacional" como também não necessitaríamos senhas para acessar nossos perfis em uma rede social. Todos estaríamos informados em forma homogênea, todos teríamos acesso aos mesmos conhecimentos, no entanto, todos processaríamos essa informação do mesmo jeito? Acredito que não.
Esse é o poder da informação. Não é a informação em si mesma, porem como nossa individualidade pode transformar essa informação em um bem que nos diferença uns de outros.
E me dei conta que é disso que tenho saudade... MINHA informação. Esses textos, manuscritos, poemas que só eu posso criar com a informação que absorvo da realidade tamisada através de minhas experiências ou vivências.

E esta reflexão me fez pensar que não existe nenhuma Lei de Mídia que possa nos obrigar a deixar de usar o critério ou fazer nos esquecer de pensar por nós mesmos.
Essa volatilidade com que se tenta dividir as opiniões com enfrentamentos não significa que a gente esteja obrigada a escutar só um sino nem ter que salomonizar entre absolutismos.
Jornalismo é um exercício de senso comum e a pluralidade não entende de censura... sem importar quem a exerce se a "Televisão Pública" ou "o Monopólio".

Espero que isso não aconteça... nem logo nem nunca. E adoraria que também não estivesse acontecendo agora em outros lugares do mundo (sou uma sonhadora estilo Lennon). Espero que sejamos responsáveis pelo novo rol de 'usuários', 'Twitteros' ou 'bloggers', pelo novo status de 'informadores' que este século da comunicação instantânea tem nos dado, e saibamos defender essa liberdade sem que signifique "todo está permitido" com tal de manter uma pluralidade de informação.
Enfim, a nível mais pessoal adoraria poder transformar este talento individual meu, que ninguém pode substituir nem fazer em meu nome, em uma fonte de ingressos... (como também acredito na lei de atração, espero que isto se note neste relato e me atraia essa oportunidade).

{Information + Pluralism} * Creativity = Growth

I was for some time without my computer and using a borrowed one...
Besides missing my ergonomic keyboard and my 17" screen what I missed most were my notes. I don't mean the sticky notes with reminders, but to my texts, my manuscript, my poems, my 'essays' if some man of letters consider my observations could get to be. I missed my information.

They say that XXI century is the information century that the more important value, in addition to the natural resources that fall short, it's the information that each one of us has or could generate. In the first decade of this century we were all witness of how they come to invent false information to allow a State to overthrow a foreign government (Where are the weapons of mass destruction that Saddam stored?), we saw public media inventing news to get more audience and we have known some abuse that have committed to get information "on the anti-terrorist war".
In this first 10 years of the information century we already experienced that it's allowed the "anything goes" as long as getting information. Information that I have and another may want or need...
Likewise I don't have classified information of any inactive cell waiting to attack, I want to make it clear before falling over me some squad at my house and take me by force to some 'detention center'.

They say that XXI century is the communication century that by means of internet allow us to connect with any person instantly from any point of the planet, and know how he/she is dressed or 'what's on his/her mind'. We can know information of that person with only Googling his/her name or searched on a social network, what can open a lot of doors or close huge opportunities... not to count the dangers that can generate to us. What's more dangerous? To someone known my email address (that we all worry to secure with sophisticated passwords) or that I tell voluntarily to the world that I think that no religion is example of moral and ethics? And I really believe so - another 'discursive' story related with massive and individualism.
In this first 10 years of the century the gurus have taught about the Web 2.0 what makes us not only witness of information, but creators of it. Thanks to the new social participation we have acquired a new grade scale: we are users. We can escalate the Chaos theory - Remember? that one that says: "the flutter of a butterfly in San Francisco could cause an earthquake in Hong-Kong" - and make it reality until unexpected levels... Or isn't this the Viral Marketing?

This value reached by information, wouldn't be such if we all have the same ability to generate information. If we all access to some unique source of information, this would turn massive and nobody would know anything different... it wouldn't be necessary to torture the enemy in the name of "national security" like neither we would need passwords to log in our profiles in a social network. We would be all informed in homogeneous way, we would all access to the same knowledge, but would all process information in the same way? I don't think so.
This is the power of information. Isn't information itself, but how our individuality could transform that information in an asset that differentiate one from each other.
And I realise that I missed that... MY information. Those texts, manuscripts, poems that only I can create with the information that absorb from reality sieved through my experiences or livings.

And this meditation made me think that doesn't exist no Media Law that could compel us to stop using the judgment or forget to think by ourselves.
That volatility with what opinions are tried to get divided with confrontation doesn't mean that we are obliged to listen only one bell not having to split in Solomon style between absolutism.
Journalist is an exercise of common sense and plurality doesn't understand of censorship... no matter who practice if "Public Television" or the "Monopoly".

Hope this won't happen...not soon not ever. I would love it doesn't happen now in other places of the world (I'm a dreamer Lennon style). Hope we be responsible for the new 'users', 'twitters' or 'bloggers' role, for the new status of 'informers' that this century of the instant communication has given us, and we know to defend this freedom without it means that "anything goes" so long as we keep information's plurality.
Finally, on a more personal level I would love to transform this individual talent of mine that no one can replace not do in my name, in a source of incomes... (as I do also believe in the attraction law, I hope this could be notice in this log and bring that opportunity in).