The Dead
The Dead by María Rivera (Mexico) Here they come the decapitated, the amputees, the torn into pieces, the women with their coccyx split apart, those with their heads smashed in, the little ones crying inside dark walls of… Read More
Mexico, violence and random bad luck
Caminar en esta zona no le recomiendo: es muy peligroso, said the guy on the evening shift at my hotel. ‘I don’t recommend walking in this area: it’s very dangerous’. So much for my after dinner stroll. I… Read More
Ricardo Blanco’s Blog
- A tsunami of starlingsI have written about this before. Driving from Palau to Castelló, across the Aiguamolls, a tsunami of starlings unfurls in the sky, and I am encompassed by their path. They wheel and return, settle in a paddock behind... Read More
- Damnable Brexit“This may be the last stage of imperialism – having appropriated everything else from its colonies, the dead empire appropriates the pain of those it has oppressed.” Fintan O’Toole, Heroic Failure: Brexit and the Politics of Pain Ricardo... Read More
- OaxacaWhat does Oaxaca hold in store for me? According to Mesoamerican tradition, which pays homage to Ometeotl, God of Duality, paradise has already been granted to the human race, but to accede to it personal effort is required.... Read More
- A thousand spidersIt was not that I knew her particularly well, but she knew my wife, and found it opportune to tell me, or wanted to tell someone, which is more or less the same thing, but maybe not. In any... Read More
- CloudsAs we walk the coastal path, east from Roses around the Cap de Creus, I notice that the sky is doing that thing again, the thing it does around these parts, as though clouds were instruments in a... Read More
Ricardo Blanco, Citizen of Nowhere
