Oscar postal Blunt Taffetani
a day like today, but 1626-read Ephemeris in Aboriginal North-sold the island of Manhattan by 26 pounds. No mention is naive. Suggests that those "original" had no idea of \u200b\u200bthe value of what they sold. Lies the anniversary. Because for lor originating in America, men are sons of the earth and not vice versa. So the land owners can never have, or price.
The poet Walt Whitman, who was born there (his father's house, built in 1810, is the only historic site district) Mannahatta liked to call (because it was said in the original language) and proposed that the entire city was baptized with that name, New York since was reminiscent of the feudal and monarchical that the yacht Mayflower pilgrims had left behind.
Mannahatta was the original name and the best for the city. Whitman beautiful poems are dedicated to this hamlet and that he knew far from the reconstruction that was Hollywood in the film Gangs of New York . There were many farms. And farmers. And less blood in the streets.
The youth of the 60s wanted to recover some of the old style of New York, which is seen in the historical documentary filmed on the Woodstock Festival in 1969. The festival was held in one of the few farms remaining in Bethel, at that time: that of Max Yasgur. Manhattan
But financial and stock market, one that Whitman managed to identify and condemn (to say nothing of Federico García Lorca, as he passed around) prevailed over the dream of the youth of the '60s.
Soon the East Village and folklore were transformed into commodities, in souvenir for tourists. The financial city, the city center of the world prevailed. Huge
artists as Frank Sinatra and Woody Allen sang and painted in his own way. But they avoided (perhaps, for love, to childhood memories) referring to New York banking and finance, that New York was-and remains-the emblem of capitalism.
reach only a glimpse that humanity lost in New York in times of great crisis and upheaval, as were the black Thursday of Wall Street, in the year 29 (as well reflected in the photos he took Liborio Justo) or was terrible and disastrous 11-S, in 2001 (an act of terrorism where the majority of people who died, and services janitors, firefighters, lifeguards, had nothing to do with the financial power nor the banks) .
to the same Marshall Berman, author of a beautiful essay is solid melts into air , on mutations in the globalized city Bronx, changed his mind after the attacks. In an extensive report that they did in 2002, was no longer incisive critic of capitalism that real, and he looked overwhelmed by fear and uncertainty.
Now, the U.S. president Barack Obama is going to Ground Zero in Manhattan, the hole where once stood the World Trade Center and the Twin Towers, to stir once again these icons and the symbols that move both the public of their country.
But the story at this time interested in power begins September 11, 2001 and come to an end now, in 2011, with the body of multiterrorista Bin Laden in the marquees and television.
Who the hell does it matter, then, that a May 4, 1626 about "Indians" of North Island have been sold for 26 pounds Mannahatta.
Who today can import Uncle Walt, Federico verses, pictures of Liborio, psychedelic dreams of young people in Woodstock, the magical Manhattan of Woody Allen or that mutant Bronx Marshall Berman. All this will be better in the basement of the American dream, a dream of justice and democracy, irreverence toward power, which is not exactly the one that now shows the world.
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