Images from Oaxaca City over the past few weeks.
November 7th, 2006 – danielsan writes: Another day passes in Oaxaca City. Another day without Radio Universidad… its not that it was raided by the PFP and taken off the air–people rose up and defended the station and the University campus to prevent just that on Thursday. But since the weekend the signal has been overpowered by THE SAME SONG. Its only a couple of minutes long, instrumental, and frenetic. It sounds like bag-pipe rock. Everyone checks every hour or so to see if they can get the signal for Radio Universidad, so everyone catches themselves humming or whistling it. Its maddening. The Radio keeps broadcasting, but even on campus right underneath the antenna you hear la cancion. They failed to raid the station, but they’ve done better–they’ve made the frequency 1400 AM a constant headache. They shot a student a couple mornings ago. Hey fell asleep on watch at the front gate of the University. He’s still in the hospital, I guess. Looks like he’ll pull through.
Photos on SC-IMC: La Lucha Sigue | Caras de Oaxaca by Ariel
A couple other quick observations, that haven’t seemed relevant to other posts. People here are fiercely aware of the lies perpetrated by TV News. If nothing else, the media here have alienated their viewers to the point where a TV Azteca crew was chanted out of the ‘New Zócalo’ the other day, to the sound of ‘Fuera! Fuera!’
Scented Maxi Pads apparently help protect you though their powers of absorption, even on tear gas. I never thought I’d see men covering their faces with Maxi Pads, but when the tear gas falls…
It’s interesting to watch resources get reappropriated. The Radio station needs water. A water truck arrives. People need soda (another cure for teargas: Coca Cola) and vinegar. Cases and cases appear. People are hungry. Food is delivered. A lot of it is donated. I’ve helped more than a few older women carry huge pots of food to barricades. Ive heard stories of tremendous generosity on the part of neighbors, strangers. A lot of it is reappropriated. Trucks are commandeered for barricades, their booty distributed to weary marchers and teachers without pay for months.
The walls are being painted over almost as fast as they are again covered with slogans and calls for the ouster of URO. Yesterday I saw one that said ‘Well stop painting when URO leaves.’ I saw one that said ‘If you paint over the messages well burn the curtains.’ Amazing stencil art is painted over one day and replaced the next. The worst part is that the repainted walls are UGLY! Beautifully colored walls, with slogans and tags and stencils painted over by crude swabs of whitewash… the images below are of a wide variety. Thanks for reading and scrolling down.
On my way here I stopped to eat at an empty restaurant; before the food arrived thousands of women had passed by, marching from the Fountain of the Seven Regions to the city center carrying candles and flowers and signs with pictures of disappeared loved ones. It began to rain just as they passed…
http://www.flickr.com/photos/revolucionoaxaca
source: https://www.indybay.org/newsitems/2006/11/07/18327643.php
manos blancos
Caras de Oaxaca
https://www.indybay.org/newsitems/2006/11/07/18327621.php
