Life from Canada to Latin America, one word at a time.
“To see life as a poem and yourself participating in a poem is what myth does for you.” Joseph Campbell One of the first things I noticed when eating out in Colombia was the small plastic packet that always accompanied fried chicken. At first, I assumed it was a wet wipe, to clean up afterwards.
The first time Jhonatan David Vargas was illegally recruited by the Colombian national army and detained at a military base, he knew nothing about his rights to conscientious objection. What he did know, however, was that he did not want to learn how to kill. A active churchgoer in his home town of Barrancabermeja, Jhonatan
Over the last few years, I have grown cynical. I hear promises and assume they will be broken. I go to meetings and marches and remain unmoved. I have little faith that big change will take place. It is easy, in the day to day slog of imprisonments, impunity, broken promises and violence, to forget
Español Imagine that you are an 18 year old young man. Imagine that for your whole life you have grown up in a country that promotes violence. There are knights waving flags in your Sunday school classroom. Billboards proclaim the glory of becoming a national hero. You know that when you reach the age of
Anna L. Vogt 