If you read Marc Cooper's blog you've probably come across some sagacious commentary by Dan O. I'm pleased to announce that Dan is joining the Beautiful Horizons team to put more truth to bombast, more fact to wingnut fiction.
Welcome aboard, Dan!
Full disclosure: Hiram Monserrate is my state senator. I live near him.
I'm fond of Jeralyn Merritt. She was a major inspiration to me when I started blogging and provided support and encouragement.
When her friend, Joseph Tacopina defended New York State Senator Hiram Monserrate, she vigorously defended the presumption of innocence of Monserrate and rightfully so, but she also didn't brook (in the comments to this post as well) legitimate criticism of what may be the most disturbing action committed by Monserrate after the slashing of his girlfriend. Instead of taking her to Elmhurst Hospital center near his home, he drove the love of his life to a hospital outside of the city that took nearly 30 minutes travel time.
Let's put this in pictures. Monserrate lives in Jackson Heights on 83rd street, although I don't know his exact cross streets. For the sake of argument make it Northern Boulevard as that is the northern boundary of Jackson Heights. Here is a likely map of the route that Monserrate took to get to the hospital he actually took his girlfriend:
To repeat: the love of your life is bleeding from a wound near her eye that is so deep as to go to her skull. You don't call 911. You don't take her to the hospital less than a mile away in the district where you were city councilman and happens to have the only trauma center in Queens rated as a Trauma Center of Excellence. Instead you drive out of the city more than ten miles to a hospital where no one knows you because you were once treated there for kidney stones.
This doesn't just defy credibility; it tap dances on its skull and pulverizes it. He was trying to hide his act. It's time for the senate to cut him loose.
Back in early 2003 when I was maintaining this blog on Blogspot, I received an e-mail one day from a student at UC Santa Cruz who told me that he enjoyed my blog and was just starting one of his own. He also mentioned that his father was Brazilian and how much he enjoyed reading my comments about travel in Brazil and the culture there.
His name was Ezra Klein, so please allow me to congratulate him on his new gig blogging at the Washington Post.
And Ezra, if you feel like throwing a few links my way, I won't object.
For an explanation see this.
As some of you may know I'm a major fan of the real football, i.e., the kind actually played with one's feet. One of my greatest passions is the glorious FC Barcelona. In fact, I'm a member of the New York City Penya (i.e. fan club), one of thousands throughout the world.
On Saturday, December 13, at 4 p.m. EST, Spain's super clasico will take place: Barcelona against the dreaded team that Franco was a fan of, Real Madrid. Nevada Smith's, a bar centered around the beautiful game is the best location to see the game and I plan to attend the game there. It's at 74 Third Avenue between 11th & 12th. Count on it being standing room only: Barcelona is currently leading La Liga Primera by 6 points over Villarreal and has a staggering +35 goal differential (the aggregate difference between goals scored and goals given up) after only fourteen games.
So how about a meetup there? It would be great to see Catalan nationalism strike a harsh blow against fascism and share a few beers!
I'll be the one with the Barcelona rugby shirt on.
Visca el Barça!
I'm fighting a cold, but I did want to call your attention to a few things.
Good God, they're even losing the military!
Justice continues to march on in Argentina.
As much as Felipe Calderon likened AMLO to Hugo Chavez during last year's campaign, he sures seems interested in getting Mexico back into Chavez's good graces.
I had the pleasure of meeting Michael Berube about eighteen months ago and was pleased to discover that his in person persona was just as charming and funny as his blog posts. I'm going to miss his blog, but I hope he'll come over and share his wit and wisdom here.
Kevin Hayden is packing it in and I understand why, although I'm deeply sorry to see him go. I posted several times at The American Street and understand his fatigue. Working full time and having to maintain quality writing is draining on a regular basis. There's been more than a few times when I feel like I'm just phoning it in. Kevin, if you ever feel the urge, please let me know and I'll be happy to have you post here.
Four years ago today, I started this blog, albeit at a different location. My goals as outlined in the first post were as follows:
There is a dearth of information about Latin America and the Caribbean in most of the media in the United States and it's really a shame. Most of the attention in the media usually arises from crises: natural disasters, coups, and other political shenanigans.
What I would like to do is share some of my experiences in travel and exposure to the culture and politics of this region. I'd like to focus on the arts (especially Brazilian music), the environment, human rights and issues of development and justice. I do not purport to be an expert, but I have a pretty good knowledge of the history, politics and culture of the region as well as the difficult relationship that much of Latin America has with the USA. I speak, read and write Portuguese fairly fluently and am relatively competent in Spanish.
I don't know if I have succeeded, but I truly hope that I have generated some interest in Latin America. Thanks for reading, linking and voicing your opinions.
Tim Dunlop hits the big time. In addition to the Road to Surfdom, he's now blogging at Blogocracy, a site sponsored by the News Corporation's News Interactive. Tim is one of the sharper minds in blogdom and was kind enough to invite me to post about last summer's FIFA World Cup on the Road to Surfdom.
Welcome to the dark side, Tim ;-)
Boz has some very sensible ideas about Daniel Ortega's victory. Be sure to check them out.