<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:53:06.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the cinco metros factory</title><subtitle type='html'>a post-development space</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-5619188284289218471</id><published>2007-01-12T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T09:24:32.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Clearing of the Alameda</title><summary type='text'>This is a video excerpt taken from a "work in progress" associated with a Cinco Metros documentary which focuses on the alternative video movement in Chile during the Pinochet regime.  The work in progress coincided with the death of Pinochet, which is why this excerpt is oriented towards what occurred on that day a few hours after the announcement was made at 2:15 PM.  The action starts at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/5619188284289218471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=5619188284289218471&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/5619188284289218471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/5619188284289218471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2007/01/clearing-of-alameda.html' title='The Clearing of the Alameda'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-115884819351932399</id><published>2006-09-21T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T07:16:33.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spot Festival Cine Valdivia 2006</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/115884819351932399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=115884819351932399&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/115884819351932399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/115884819351932399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/09/spot-festival-cine-valdivia-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-115801852943617460</id><published>2006-09-11T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T16:56:56.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Festival de Valdivia: Part IV</title><summary type='text'>Lo Mas Bonito y Mis Mejores AñosHaving gone to Bolivia the week before the festival and after having been immersed, at least for an instant, in the political process which is unfolding there, the Bolivian film Lo Mas Bonito y Mis Mejores Años (The Most Beautiful Things and My Best Years), became a natural draw for me.  On the Lord Cochrane stage appeared this twenty five year old cochabambino </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/115801852943617460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=115801852943617460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/115801852943617460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/115801852943617460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/09/festival-de-valdivia-part-iv.html' title='Festival de Valdivia: Part IV'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-115773830627694631</id><published>2006-09-08T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T16:45:34.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Festival de Valdivia 2006: PART III</title><summary type='text'>Sunday was marked by two non-film related events: eating a delicious baked sierra fish with white wine and playing a pichanga (impromptu and informal soccer with a poorly defined playing field, with ad-hoc goals and usually involving lots of dirt or holes) with some students we had met earlier down the road in front of a nearby cabin.  These cabins, by the way, were complete with a wood fireplace</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/115773830627694631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=115773830627694631&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/115773830627694631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/115773830627694631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/09/festival-de-valdivia-2006-part-iii.html' title='Festival de Valdivia 2006: PART III'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-115766910677029889</id><published>2006-09-06T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T15:50:44.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Festival de Valdivia 2006 PART II</title><summary type='text'>Although the festival officially began on Friday night with the official inauguration and a couple of international films, the organizers ran out of tickets for these shows before we got our act together to find the place where they were actually giving them out.  And so for us, really, the festival began on Saturday afternoon at the delightful Austral University campus (complete with botanical </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/115766910677029889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=115766910677029889&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/115766910677029889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/115766910677029889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/09/festival-de-valdivia-2006-part-ii.html' title='Festival de Valdivia 2006 PART II'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-115766628081896698</id><published>2006-09-05T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T15:17:50.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Festival de Valdivia 2006: PART I</title><summary type='text'>The clasico Tur-Bus service is the crappiest spike in the Tur-Bus service trident. The other two are the "ejecutivo", which you can bet has not one single "ejecutivo" on it, and "cama", which is essentially a bus full of jerk-offs lying horizontally. "Clasico", by the way, is code for "there's no way my legs are fitting in there!" Since our bus was a night bus, complete with blankets contaminated</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/115766628081896698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=115766628081896698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/115766628081896698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/115766628081896698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/09/festival-de-valdivia-2006-part-i.html' title='Festival de Valdivia 2006: PART I'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-115627967636020443</id><published>2006-08-22T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T09:20:00.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Closer: From Dunkin Donuts to Free Trade Zones</title><summary type='text'>Day OneShortly after landing in Iquique we realized that the best move would be to take one of the daily Bolivian buses heading late at night towards the border. Discarded were the ad hoc plans to spend the night eating and drinking merrily with my uncle Ronald Rauld who lives in Playa Brava at the southern end of the city. Catching up with my uncle and his wife Pepa was scrapped and replaced by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/115627967636020443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=115627967636020443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/115627967636020443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/115627967636020443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/08/getting-closer-from-dunkin-donuts-to.html' title='Getting Closer: From Dunkin Donuts to Free Trade Zones'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-115620041018413853</id><published>2006-08-21T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T13:12:08.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bolivia: Fugaz Pero Notable</title><summary type='text'>During the first part of August 2006, Natalia Smith, Tomas Dinges and I embarked on a fugaz journey into the Bolivian altiplanico. Our goal was to take a closer look at our neighbor to the north and discover for ourselves just how ordinary Bolivians feel about what's going on in their country, about what many analysts have characterized as a new kind of revolution. Presided over by Bolivia's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/115620041018413853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=115620041018413853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/115620041018413853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/115620041018413853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/08/bolivia-fugaz-pero-notable.html' title='Bolivia: Fugaz Pero Notable'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-114544918414045264</id><published>2006-04-19T05:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T05:19:44.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ralph Nader Discourse</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/114544918414045264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=114544918414045264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/114544918414045264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/114544918414045264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/04/ralph-nader-discourse_19.html' title='Ralph Nader Discourse'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-114377490141622178</id><published>2006-03-30T18:45:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T19:15:01.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey I Shrunk Bachelet and Some of Her Cabinet People!</title><summary type='text'>To the dismay of Chileans and the international community, the president of Chile, Michelle Bachelet, sufferred a major political setback yesterday when along with key cabinet members she was accidentally shrunk to about 0.03 percent of her original size.  The incident ocurred during a coordination meeting, in the president's back yard, reportedly held to prevent further communication lapses such</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/114377490141622178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=114377490141622178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/114377490141622178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/114377490141622178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/03/honey-i-shrunk-bachelet-and-some-of.html' title='Honey I Shrunk Bachelet and Some of Her Cabinet People!'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-114356882083131526</id><published>2006-03-28T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T10:11:19.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Over the Nationalism</title><summary type='text'>Chile is a country to the north of nothing and it has hundreds and hundreds of miles of nothing but coastline. For as far as the eye can see, for as far as I can see, Chile is graced with beautiful beaches. For millions of years, these ends of continent have been punished by the incessant pounding of the ocean. It took them a million years to be born, and in a painful delivery to say the least, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/114356882083131526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=114356882083131526&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/114356882083131526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/114356882083131526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/03/get-over-nationalism.html' title='Get Over the Nationalism'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-114142168572644477</id><published>2006-03-03T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T15:04:29.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mapuche Radio Program in Santiago</title><summary type='text'>Powered by CastpostSummary of the ProjectWixage Anai (working title) is a documentary project, of which the above video is only a glimpse, which examines the future of indigenous media in Latin America, specifically in the urban metropolis of Santiago, Chile. Centered around the everyday existence of a Mapuche radio production, this audiovisual poject attempts to shed light on some of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/114142168572644477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=114142168572644477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/114142168572644477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/114142168572644477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/03/mapuche-radio-program-in-santiago.html' title='A Mapuche Radio Program in Santiago'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-114131919151192793</id><published>2006-03-02T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T09:10:01.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farandula In Viña</title><summary type='text'>We had a variety of interesting things go down here in the month of February. A few bridges collapsed due to neglect, a disco ball fell on an unsuspecting woman in a high-end night club (imagine the hangover), the ex-dictator Augusto Pinochet was left off the face of an official museum postcard showing Chilean presidents from 1970-2006 (eliciting outrage from a few confused Chileans and forcing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/114131919151192793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=114131919151192793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/114131919151192793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/114131919151192793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/03/farandula-in-via.html' title='Farandula In Viña'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-114037810728258631</id><published>2006-02-18T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T11:41:47.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chile Project</title><summary type='text'> The project: Chile's Tri-Colored HistoryOn the left, the Unidad Popular years, pictures of Allende, etc. In the middle, below, Pinochet, the Junta, torture, repression, shadows, evil, dark forces, etc. On the right, the new Chile emerging from the dark shadows and entering a period of excessive commercialization and economization, meaningless consumption and ratification democracy. Includes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/114037810728258631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=114037810728258631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/114037810728258631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/114037810728258631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/02/chile-project.html' title='Chile Project'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-114037769779735759</id><published>2006-02-17T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T11:36:36.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Intruder II</title><summary type='text'> And when he finally caught that first glimpse, something exceptional would happen to him. A feeling so intense, so pure, that time itself seemed to stand still. He could stay watching her all night, for as long as she was in that office, working diligently on her oversized notebook. His concentration impeccable, not a cell in his body would move. Only his breathing, though controlled like a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/114037769779735759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=114037769779735759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/114037769779735759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/114037769779735759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/02/intruder-ii.html' title='The Intruder II'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-113985024739738846</id><published>2006-02-13T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T09:04:07.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Intruder</title><summary type='text'>He had perfected the art of spying on her. He'd been watching her for a few days now, in fact. He knew that every night, without fail, she would bunker up in her office behind the house. He didn't know exactly what kind of work she was doing, or why she was so passionate about it, but clearly it was important to her. It didn't matter that much to him, he just wanted to watch her. He became </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/113985024739738846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=113985024739738846&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113985024739738846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113985024739738846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/02/intruder.html' title='The Intruder'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-113984785818226778</id><published>2006-02-12T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T08:35:53.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unicorn</title><summary type='text'> Yesterday,I lost my blue unicorn.I left him grazing in the fieldsAnd he disappeared.I’ll pay handsomelyFor any lead.The flowers he left behindWill not tell me a thing.Yesterday,I lost my blue unicorn.I don’t know if he ran away,I don’t know if he went astray.And I haveBut one blue unicorn.If anyone knows where he isI beg you to tell me.I’ll paya hundred thousand, a million.For I lost my blue </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/113984785818226778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=113984785818226778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113984785818226778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113984785818226778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/02/unicorn.html' title='The Unicorn'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-113968811857534714</id><published>2006-02-11T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T13:05:28.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOP</title><summary type='text'> Despite growing concern from the international community, and the many attempts on behalf of the United Nations to mediate a unilateral solution to the escalating controversy, the United States of America announced this morning that it would continue with the development of its weapon of mass destruction, M.O.P. (Massive Ordinance Penetrator). Upon completion of the weapon, this American nation </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/113968811857534714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=113968811857534714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113968811857534714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113968811857534714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/02/mop.html' title='MOP'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-113934859941081627</id><published>2006-02-07T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T13:46:43.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Faces</title><summary type='text'>I find it interesting that for an entire week since Michelle Bachelet made public her choice of ministers for her new cabinet, the local newspapers have been successively brimming with the strange and repetitive conclusion that the Chilean president-elect represents a radical break with the ruling elites which make up her coalition ("the parties for democracy"). Everyone with access to a space in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/113934859941081627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=113934859941081627&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113934859941081627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113934859941081627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-faces.html' title='New Faces'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-113892701922062178</id><published>2006-02-02T16:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T07:34:08.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY LUCIA</title><summary type='text'> Who is this ridiculous woman who bounces from country to country wearing her Mervyns's kakis and her JC Penny handbag? Is she a bird? Is she a plane? No, it's the nutty daughter of that infamous ex-dictator Augusto Pinochet, the man who just six years ago was still the most influential man in Chile. This last week has been very tiring for her, as well as for the press and television, which have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/113892701922062178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=113892701922062178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113892701922062178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113892701922062178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/02/crazy-lucia_02.html' title='CRAZY LUCIA'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-113823888244378886</id><published>2006-01-25T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T08:51:15.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Bachelet Represent The Left?</title><summary type='text'> Does Bachelet represent "the left"? This question has become a bit more relevant today as countries throughout Latin America have elected and reelected a string of left-wing candidates. Evo Morales in Bolivia, Hugo Chavez in Venezuela, Nestor Kirschner in Argentina, Lula Da Silva in Brazil,etc. The international press has included Bachelet in this "turn to the left" panorama. When the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/113823888244378886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=113823888244378886&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113823888244378886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113823888244378886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/01/does-bachelet-represent-left.html' title='Does Bachelet Represent The Left?'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-113823949495381513</id><published>2006-01-23T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T14:20:53.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciudad Satelite</title><summary type='text'>Powered by Castpost I know this Chilean rock group who call themselves Ciudad Satelite (siuthath sateliteh). Not much is expected when I meet them for a drink on Irarrazaval street in Santiago, the great capital city of Chile, except maybe, and if we're in the right mood, squeezing an interesting conversation out of the lead singer, Tonino (Antonio Baeza), and hearing the acute rebuttals from the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/113823949495381513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=113823949495381513&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113823949495381513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113823949495381513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2006/01/ciudad-satelite.html' title='Ciudad Satelite'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-113598617824261578</id><published>2005-12-30T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T06:08:50.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day in Studio city</title><summary type='text'>The streets of the San Fernando Valley, In Los Angeles, are eerily empty on the morning of Christmas day- don’t get me wrong, they’re usually quite empty- Los Angeles a city not known for its foot-traffic. I had a unique perspective waiting for the greyhound bus sitting on a curb in Studio City. I don’t think your average car-obsessed Angelino feels the void that one experiences when simply </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/113598617824261578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=113598617824261578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113598617824261578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113598617824261578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-day-in-studio-city.html' title='Christmas Day in Studio city'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-113537631085780738</id><published>2005-12-23T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T06:09:19.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tico Storm in Quepos</title><summary type='text'>On my way up to “estados confundidos” I stopped in Costa Rica to see my friend Fiorela (she’s a Peruvian Yoko Ono). This was on December 15th of this year. My port of origin is Santiago, Chile, where I’ve been living for over a year now, teaching English and filming a documentary about a Mapuche radio program. My three-part trajectory to LAX (Santiago-Lima, Lima-San Jose, San Jose-Los Angeles) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/113537631085780738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=113537631085780738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113537631085780738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113537631085780738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2005/12/tico-storm-in-quepos.html' title='Tico Storm in Quepos'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-113519807772041246</id><published>2005-12-21T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T17:11:54.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presidential Elections in Chile</title><summary type='text'>On December 11th, the Chilean people voted in an election composed of four candidates. They were: Two members of a conservative alliance representing business and a small portion of both the marginalized sectors and the middle class; a member of the Chilean socialist party, a woman, representing the ruling concertacion coalition, which has, to this point, also represented the business community, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/113519807772041246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=113519807772041246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113519807772041246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113519807772041246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2005/12/presidential-elections-in-chile.html' title='Presidential Elections in Chile'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-113519777939250310</id><published>2005-12-21T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T06:09:47.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Television Girl</title><summary type='text'>Didn't know that she’d be coming round my placeI should've seen it coming, she had that look on her face“Would you like some coffee, tea, or a cigarette maybe?"“Or have you come to tell me you just wanna be a friend to me?”Well, that's not fair, I still love you!OH, she’d do it so selfishly, television girlShe used to rob me of my weekends, where we'd do nothingI'd watch her sleep all bloody </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/113519777939250310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=113519777939250310&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113519777939250310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113519777939250310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2005/12/television-girl.html' title='Television Girl'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-113510830580357523</id><published>2005-12-20T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T17:10:57.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beast</title><summary type='text'>War, soil erosion, cultural extinction, pollution, global warming, deforestation, famine, economic oppression, malnutrition, biological extinction, cultural homogeneity, over-consumption, poverty, misery, indifference, hunger, climate change, political repression, totalitarianism, social inequality, over-production, eradic weather patterns, illiteracy, ignorance and military occupation. These are</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/113510830580357523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=113510830580357523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113510830580357523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113510830580357523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2005/12/beast.html' title='The Beast'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17287825.post-113510729732134345</id><published>2005-12-20T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T17:08:54.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Indigenous is Called Upon to Rule Bolivia</title><summary type='text'>Two important elections in December. The year winds down and Latin America, which has always been a region of stark contradictions, drifts to the left in places where people are fed up with neoliberal/free market policies. At the same time, the liberal right gains strength in places where the free market model has succeeded in transforming primary commodities into enormous returns for an economic</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/feeds/113510729732134345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17287825&amp;postID=113510729732134345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113510729732134345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17287825/posts/default/113510729732134345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5metros.blogspot.com/2005/12/indigenous-is-called-upon-to-rule.html' title='An Indigenous is Called Upon to Rule Bolivia'/><author><name>5 Metros</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
