The faces of censorship

Censorship has many faces, but it’s most shameless face is the one we see at the morgue. Dozens of journalists have been murdered for defending their freedom of speech. It is not in anybody’s interest to keep people informed. Many pens have fallen because of the violence and dozens of microphones have been turned off…

The American Dream, according to whom?

The hundreds of Central Americans who come to the border to ask for asylum do not yearn a big house, a juicy bank account and a dog to walk through the park … that is not their longing – yet. Their American dream, is simply to survive. They arrived because the fear was stronger than…

Not all saints nor all martyrs or all savages: Migrants

Good migrants; bad migrants. Forced migrants; migrants in disguise. Good migrants who in days are bad; bad migrants who from time to time are good. Migrants who flee; migrants who escape. Migrants who hide; migrants who pounce. Migrants of contrasts. Migrants from the outermost. Not all saints nor all martyrs or all savages. These are…

The Last Times

You seldom know when it will be the last time. We are always aware of the firsts, but we are unaware of the last ones: The first kicks in the womb, the first steps, the first word, the first day of school, the first boyfriend, the first kiss, the first time, the first graduation, the…

The Orphans of the System

Migrant children who are abused in shelters and keep silent to not carry another label apart from that of “illegal”. Arizona — “He touched me”, “he kissed me”, “he caressed between my legs”, “he rubbed my breasts” … “he raped me”. These are the declarations of dozens of migrant children who for years have suffered…