March 17th, 2009
School work on spring break, no less. Shouldn’t I be drinking my a55 off in Rocky Point? But no, I will need to work a little bit every day to be on top when classes resume. So Paris is coming over today to help me polish up the web sites. He is also going to teach me how to ‘fish’ for myself, you know, ‘give a man a fish and he’ll eat today, but teach him to fish and he’ll eat for life’. Which is kind of what I hope to accomplish in Hondurus. I believe the internet is the biggest thing I can bring to them. I will of course need a laptop computer of my own on site, but I am looking in to the rules and regs for importing computers to them. If nothing else, I can bring chips and boards with me and build what they need.
The ecommerce part of my project is really the whole point, that and the gardens. Whatever trinket or goods the community can produce isn’t as important as the act of connecting to the world at large to market the goods. This, I believe, will set them free. And the gardens.
I don’t believe that a local government can take your freedom if you can communicate with the global population, and you know what they all have been going through down there in Central and South America from governments, theirs and mine. For several generations these people have been constantly uprooted, undermined, threatened and disrespected by the powers-that-be. No wonder family units have disappeared and they have lost the will to take care of themselves.
I would like to see a world with free internet signal in the very air around this whole globe, like Tesla intended.
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October 12th, 2008
I’m doing a report for Humanities class on a sonia nazario book, Enrique’s Journey, It’s all marked up now, for speech pauses, etc, so I won’t copy it into this post, but the gist is, a honduran boy of 15 years old makes his perilous way to the United States to find his mother who deserted the family ten years before to seek a ‘better life’ in america.
This subject really pisses me off. and of course I express this in my presentation. The class is full of idealistic young folk, so I guess we’ll see what kind of reception I get after my delivery Monday.
I did some research into ways to help central and southern american citizens to make them more prosperous so maybe they will stay in their own countries.
Kiva.org does micro-loans which seem to work pretty well, they’ve been doing it all over the world for awhile, now. They started in Africa, and have had great success. Nobody’s buying Manolo Blahnik shoes, but they’re feeding their families.
There is also a couple of groups that teach Hondurans and Central Americans to grow their own veggies in their back yards. Any of this helps raise the quality of life down there and keeps the desperation to a minimum. It takes a pretty desperate person to travel 1800 miles basically on foot with no money in their pockets and only the clothes on their backs.
It must be pretty desperate down in there, because they are streaming across our borders by the thousands every year.
Enrique's Journey
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