Gimme Shelter Two!

This is becoming, well, shall we say... woo-woo?


The preceding post jokingly talked about becoming a "refugee" in Argentina: this morning, we have this from Voltaire Network: "You explained that your request for refugee status within the terms of the Geneva 1951 Convention is still being considered by the Argentinean Senate, while in 2005 you were granted political asylum, albeit, on a provisional basis. That probably makes you the first U.S. citizen in that situation!"

The article deals with the strange case of FEMA cameraman Kurt Sonnenfeld and should be read in its entirety. My interest in it here is that it represents one more psycho-linguistic "coincidence" among the many that have begun to occur since I began this blog and the "resettlement in Argentina" meme. Momentum has begun to be trackable. The language barrier will break down as one English-speaker after another decides to effect Paradigm Change on a new continent and in those countries which prove themselves hospitable and not easily intimidated by the giant to the north, as has Argentina in the Sonnenfeld case.

The Southern Cone, with its vast, nearly empty stretches of virgin, arable land, provides freedom from the nearly ubiquitous sense of confinement settling like a cafard over life in the "developed" countries of the north.

"With its hard hope, the South exists as well," goes a (translated) verse in the 1985 anthem El Sur También Existe, with lyrics by the late Uruguyan poet Mario Beneddeti and sung by the Catalan Joan Manuel Serrat. Yes, the South exists, and nothing here is easy. Nevertheless, for the intrepid and daring, leaving "the North that gives the orders" for the challenge of creating something here that can no longer be created or perhaps even maintained there, for these, the rewards will be great, particularly for the young, who will leave a living legacy for their children, the legacy of a New Paradigm and land upon which to create it.

"Oh, a storm is threatening
My very life today
If I don't get some shelter
Oh yeah, I'm gonna fade away"

Thanks, Mick. Gimme Shelter

Now if the Rolling Stones roll into Argentina, or Jagger joins Jacko on the big stage in the sky, we'll know for certain that psycho-linguistic vortices are gathering with the storm.