El Niño in the tropical lands and conditions mask the system.
Three long months the temperature slowly reached thirty-seven degrees zenith. A still shadow. On the red sand laid bare by deforestation same cold-blooded animals reach the critical point of boiling. And the Southwest whole takes shelter all day under the shadow rare glimpses of arbricides silent and continuous gnawing the island, the land the first European explorers, with probably some color blind distortions where many own benchmark to judge the consequences of history, qualifiaient green island.
Three long months that the emaciated faces scrutinizing eyes blinded the annual rainy season so that crops just said rain cover a little chlorophyll ferrallitic shades as cereals, tubers and legumes are hastily breaking the fast of the terrible and also annual welding. In the province of Tulear, it is feared that this welding hollow stomachs and kills the immune system when the last bag of rice is empty and green paddy still dabbles in the muddy water. Hey, speaking of legumes, 2016 declared year of legumes by the UN, that this thing would not dare to declare the year of medlar, trimming bone, human compost, a form of cadavro-cultivation to overcome the scarcity of earthworms, overproduction of the beast and evil or right of creditors to collect the fruits of wear. It’s very nice beans. We will tell you to eat peas. Canned yet. Short.
Since November not a shower … just here and there a drizzle already evaporated soon touched the hot soil. Barely an anxiety turns to resignation … and fear, perhaps. Finally fear it is certainly more rational side of the white gods that tries to look beyond the next day and a terrible obesity mathematize this welding, which, in fact, a feared name since mankind is peasant famine. And it still is peasant, the voracious industry stalled before the secrets of nature, no one knows to grow wheat in the ass of Internet users. Not yet.
Some say that they had never seen it. I doubt. Attention should be given to the elders, they tell you that this year without rain possible. This is seen and overcome. When? The past here is divided into two stages, yesterday and last year, and further it is an all called since, since . At the time the country probably was not the fifth poorest country in the world. And that is not the fault El Niño .
“Get out so peace climate and the child Jesus.”
This sentence is me in the night start to sweat. A nightmare.
Because I sue to coordinate an agricultural project in a region facing traditional fishing and the brutal exploitation of the forest. The lagoon is emptied, the Mozambique Channel raked the bloodless forest. They have ideas these white gods. But, when Madagascar was the first producer of lychee, clove, vanilla and lima beans, it was necessary stick to it. distant time filing in the since, since . Stop there for a weak anti-colonialism that already grumbling: but still, the Malagasy poor, they did not win your vanilla and cloves your! Being a striker Mate by troops of Clemenceau in 1908 or Malagasy peasant pacified by weapons of Lyautet at the turn of 1900, the same republic matait the same workers, class racism above all. Colon being the Pygmalion of a local bourgeoisie reduced at this time to the rank of acolytes stunned by the power of an unknown progress so far. Downstairs we never win much, he had to settle for hospitals, roads, schools and paid holidays, they were paid by others? End of digression. So I see food prices explode and fields normally irrigated areas frightfully desert. The rivers are dry, they forded. Corn is rickety. Cassava overpriced. And continually slashed bellies of small parasites that swarm deep brackish wells.
For example a large planting of legume (sic) is expected to provide several tons of food supplements for kids. A dried leaf of Moringa Oleifera. Joy gypsy, vegetarian delight … brats prefer chewing meat mulling an alfalfa surrogate, but finally, even the UN will congratulate us. Finally this year is zero. No rain, no sheet, and not even the right dietary supplement. Throughout East Africa is in the red zone. Carcasses of cattle slowly and macabre wandering around water points dry, crops watered sparingly … prospect of famine. Already race hated monopolists rears its vile visage. It panics softly, humanitarian aid will arrive well. Not sure. We must understand the mechanisms that have nothing to solidarity, but respond to a logic, a worldwide phenomenon. As the climate. As El Nino. But it is the nature of man, since, since , to adapt and to counteract these risks. That is to invent tools to live better. Humanitarian aid is an inverse tool that requires live worse, much worse; oh despair, it does not rain … so let the child calm Jesus, and then face the ogre capitalizes bearded and red, Christmas, baby Jesus is the lesser of evils. All this to say that alerting the small parochial world and annuitant of the tax exemption, the “humanitarian” as they say, few believe the problem is not climate, that is cyclical, but systemic . A hurricane can plunge an island in the chaos and famine, then touch another island without doing any damage to the population, or immediate or long term; matter of organization.
Mechanism of humanitarian aid … Ong, Heartbreaker system.
Problem or solution? In any case structures with multiple facets involved in a system that supports Madagascar. Without Ong, the country is collapsing, and it is possible in this slump, falling even lower.
International solidarity, solidarity certainly originally was shorter. The International Brigades that’s it. It is a relentless stream of temperate countries to the countries of the tropical belt (it’s true that the sacrosanct North / South relationship) that was built in the last twenty years with the sustainability of NGOs. They are perennial because necessary for the functioning of their country that have left the management of sovereign functions. Or -ton ripped them this management, there is the question? This is the story of the egg and the hen. Fooled the system, my feeling is that, and this is Machiavellian, but that’s not in this world? The source certainly comes from the good heart of some the face of suffering. In disarray. At war. Natural or human disasters. So yes, there is obviously something that is of international solidarity, and especially for the battalions of volunteers who toil on difficult missions. But was a monstrosity grafted on it, trying to be ordered.
Let us start voluntary. And volunteers. Because Ong operate at 90% with these battalions of good souls. Certainly there is everything. Retirees, vacationers allergic to the club, students and graduates, employees sabbaticals. The main body. No pay, defray a small, their dependents insurance, airfare to negotiate. The NGOs have a quota, crisis obliges, almost unlimited arms and heads on which count. Cheap and voluntary. The army of the heart.
Then came the professionals. Before former volunteers, craft good friends affected by poverty. Now academics or students trained in these sectors. Confession of a market established for long. And there is no longer international solidarity, otherwise in the securities of the curriculum. I can list all the modules to make a good manager of the development project. It speaks not a lot of suffering of the people. Or geopolitical abstraction. It is a sector that could rename “continuation of economic and cultural policies of enslavement of countries in the tropics by the artifice of sustainable development”. It’s nasty, I met a good guy. But I have met good friends who was working for Total or Citibank, this does not prevent them to be responsible. The wage, even masked by stipends and equity compensation to fuck the IRS, is a responsibility, we will have to understand one day.
The peasant world here as there is in the block of industrialization. The peasant it is planned to make an employee, just an OS ready to throw to the dogs industrial processors. And explode labor law, the margin of the food must be very small, so small, would not drive them to suicide and forego Laughing Cow mourner . in case of derailment, climatic anomaly, it is primarily to safeguard the consumer voting temperate relatively unscathed, although that vote. The surplus reduced to a trickle enough to feed the mass of the calf, only the farmers will commit suicide. At worst strike it to the hole. A burr who knows. Their TV show so brutal, so little sores and suitable terrorists … what, reactionary back to the year one thousand. There, for the dependent area, the wogs what, a few shots will be enough to calm the riots, we will take care of children and women … it is the children and women, it makes fall “humanitarian” credits, to know that in this human then elite that decides everything for others, we do not like the manhood of a humanity redeemed by men …. it suspects male farmers, it’s dangerous, you see, because it’s been ten thousand years (sic) they have not changed! There’s a bearded lady has done a recital on their carpet to the UN before that they not decree the year legumes … but not anything to do, talk about the ‘to come up. Talking ground.
So this year 2016 will see the impoverished worlds slashed to death. We say Ebola, or another distressing Zika terrorism. El Nino, El Assad might say. We say the false instead of true. We will send battalions of experts, new energy gabegies, maybe we finally will test wheat that bugger of users, genes modified for liquefied nerds and their network of muscle nourished by the bidoche their individual and reliefs if their virulent laziness in not being on the go, in contact, in battle, and then ask the farmers to Charente-Maritime to produce a little more, a little less expensive, shit there they burst, and the fault the péquins as always. We say that to save these ruins must send its passenger charters, to tumbling currencies, to help you devalue the currencies of monkeys, and life will be ignoble to local and so “cheap” the scoundrels, the tourism ‘ vile industry that produces nothing, which empowers students and not the ruin of independence, never accumulation benefit the inter-tropical countries otherwise a mini-class sold in contact with blancos and other Saudi who lardonisent on the beaches close to misery and think relieve their pains by violating their virgins to three under on the beach.
They elapse old stocks, défiscaliseront money dirty, and finally will promote their misery seeds, their transgenic seeds, sit down their domination on crops, inputs, pesticides phytosanitary they say, and a hand they will redraw the world map of productions for you cotton, for thee wheat, for you milk for you whores and coconut, for you the war, because it must also sell the cartridges and bombs.
and all this on account a change of teasing winds in the south Pacific.
Archibald emorej
