Politics, politics, everywhere I go.



One of the things that I have noticed about Santiago, and probably the rest of Chile, is the fact that almost every aspect of their lives relates to politics. Their poetry, their music, their graffiti. I guess this is because, until recently, they were living under a dictatorship. I'm sure that kind of experience can have an imprint on a culture.
The image above is one that I took in an art gallery..I'm sure it has some political significance, I just don't know what right now, It's something I will look into further when I have time to translate the brochure.
Anyhow! It's interesting to see how active and passionate the culture here seems to be about government, not only the government that is currently in charge, but what HOW the government should be structured. In the book shops are books on political philosophies and history ranging from Mao to Regan.
The wide range of political views that are show here are almost revolutionary in my American eyes. It's not uncommon to see books on communist theory, or the Hammer and Sickle on street graffiti. It's a topic for another time, but it makes me think about how passive the majority of the individuals in the United States are about politics.
I have a lot of stuff to do today, but I'll try to keep up on the journal as well as I can.

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