Un poco de vida

El sábado pasado vino a Madrid Kasia, una polaca que conoció Isra en Londres. Venía a una entrevista el lunes, y se quedó todo el fin de semana. Quedamos con Olga, otra polaca amiga suya, que vive cerca de Canal, y fuimos a Malasaña, a base de cervecitas pasamos la noche. Todo el fin de semana hablando en inglés.

**updated**

Aquí tenéis fotos de las polacas.

El domingo lo pasamos paseando por todo Madrid. Acabamos en el Thysen, en la exposición Modigliani y su tiempo, resultó ser no sólo el día de los museos (todos los museos gratis) sino también el último día de la exposición, por suerte, aunque había mucha gente, no tuvimos que esperar mucho.

Amedeo Modigliani
Mujer sentada con vestido azul, 1918
Óleo sobre lienzo. 92 x 60 cm
Moderna Museet, Estocolmo
Donación de Oscar Stern, 1951

Me pareció interesante ver las influencias, poder observar toda la evolución de los estilos. Me gustó la observación de Kasia sobre los ojos, muchos de ellos son como los del cuadro anterior, oscuros enteros, sin detalle, pero fue algo que me pareció profundo.

Hoy - demasiado temprano por la mañana - en clase de inglés me han preguntado:

What was the last dicussion you’ve got?

No queriendo dar la respuesta concreta, contesté algo parecido a esto.

Creedme, no es una pregunta retórica, ¿alguien podría darme una respuesta? Porque los que no os lo hayáis preguntado nunca, deberíais.

What’s wrong with the world mama?
People living like aint got no mamas
I think the whole worlds addicted to the drama
Only attracted to the things that bring you trauma
Overseas yeah we tryin to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin
In the USA the big CIA the Bloodz and the Crips and the KKK
But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And if you hatin you’re bound to get irate
Yeah madness is what you demonstrate
And that’s exactly how anger works and operates
You gotta have love just to set it straight
Take control of your mind and meditate
Let your soul gravitate to the love y’all

People killing people dying
Children hurtin you hear them crying
Can you practice what you preach
Would you turn the other cheek?
Father Father Father help us
Send some guidance from above
Cause people got me got me questioning
Where is the love?(where is the lovex3)(the love2x)

It just ain’t the same all ways have changed
New days are strange is the world the insane?
If love and peace so strong
Why are there pieces of love that don’t belong
Nations dropping bombs
Chemical gases filling lungs of little ones
With ongoing suffering
As the youth die young
So ask yourself is the loving really strong?
So I can ask myself really what is going wrong
With this world that we living in
People keep on giving in
Makin wrong decisions
Only visions of them livin and
Not respecting each other
Deny thy brother
The wars’ going on but the reasons’ undercover
The truth is kept secret
Swept under the rug
If you never know truth
Then you never know love
Where’s the love y’all?(I don’t know)
Where’s the truth y’all?(I don’t know)
Where’s the love y’all?

People killing people dying
Children hurtin you hear them crying
Can practice what you preach
Would you turn the other cheek?
Father father father help us
Send some guidance from above
Cause people got me got me questioning
Where is the love?(where is the lovex3)(the lovex2)

I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I’m getting older y’all people get colder
Most of us only care about money makin
Selfishness got us followin the wrong direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting their young minds faster than bacteria
Kids wanna act like what the see in the cinema
Whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness and equality
Instead of spreading love, we’re spreading anomosity
Lack of understanding, leading us away from unity
That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feeling under
That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feeling down
It’s no wonder why sometimes I’m feeling under
I gotta keep my faith alive, until love is found

People killing people dying
Children hurtin you hear them crying
Can you practice what you preach
Would you turn the other cheek?
Father Father Father help us
Send some guidance from above
Cause people got me got me questioning
Where is the love?(fade)

by Black Eyed Peas

Siempre me había gustado esta canción, al menos las partes que entendía, ahora que la he leído entera, creo que dice cosas brutales.

You can’t have the cake and eat it, too