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Part Two: Can You Hear Me? or The Post-Media (lo)bal Actions.
by Ricardo Dominguez (or someone almost like me)

"When, after the last words, the screen has turned blue (okay, I know it's paper, but it's understood that I'm continuing with the video), a very few people stay and wait (they know that in some videos there's something else after the end).  And so, when no one is expecting it (including me), a beetle appears on the screen (or on the paper) with the following speech: In the name of the Management Committee (or the top dogs) of the Zapatista System of Intergalactic Television, we are not asking for your forgiveness for having distracted or disturbed you."

  • The EZLN

CLICK: Almost me has found himself crisscrossing the inflated space of Empire to dig out a new form of life at the border of Tijuana and San Diego (what some now call BAJALTA: The Los Angeles – San Diego – Tijuana – Mexicali megapolis).  Almost me has still not completely teleported into this new super sprawl and my interpretive grid lacks a lived truth, the ethic of nearness, so for now I can only speculate. Call me back in ten years and I am sure I will have something of value to offer you.

SIDELOAD: Mayan podcasting is the latest fun run at the edge of the new world where North becomes the South and South becomes the North—as the hacktivistas around here like to say, Chiapas is a "geo correction" zone.  A few months ago a new radical indigenous sideload pop-up in the big e-misferia—RADIO INSURGENTE ;-)

http://www.radioinsurgente.org/

This URL is the official voice of the National Zapatista Liberation Army (EZLN) and can be found on your (lo)bal radio at:

Radio Insurgente broadcasts daily on various frequencies in FM (according to the region).

 · For the Zona Altos de Chiapas (tzotzil, tzeltal, chol...) in the frequency 97.9 MHz en FM

 · For the Zona Selva Fronteriza (tzeltal, tojolabal...) in the frequency 97.9 MHz en FM

 · For the Zona Selva Tzeltal in the frequencies 100.1 MHz y 89.3 MHz en FM

 · For the Zona norte (tzotzil,tzeltal,chol...) in the frequency 102.1 MHz en FM

 · For the Zona zotz choj (tzeltal, tojolabal...) in the frequency 92.9 MHz en FM

CLICK:  The postborder zone is full of tactical realities, high-tech armaments, illegal chicken runs, Minutemen and borderhacks. Almost me is only starting to construct few basic maps of the flows between the soft and hard borders of the la linea…Just received an e-mail from the borderhack 2005 krew:

"Imagine a 5-day experiment in autonomous community, situated on the U.S./Mexico border. Imagine a 5-day exercise in artistic, technological and dialogical creation that transforms the border region—which is so often used to separate us—into what we want: a space for resistance, a space for cultural exchange and the creation of networks of power.

In the summer of 2005, August 1 to 5, rebel poets, insurgent hackers, those with impassioned eyes above colorful bandanas and all those who are ready to create a world without borders and nations will converge at borderhack 2005. While international borders are blurred, undermined, explored and attacked in cyberspace, we will converge on the dividing line between first and third world, on the ground which is currently the U.S/Mexico border."

http://deletetheborder.org/

SIDELOAD: Radio Insurgente is a transacoustic action that routes around the white noise of the Fox/PRI regime that is now

imploding into another sit-com sideshow—or least we can

hope it is.  Word has it that Commandante Esther will run for the

Presidency of Mexico in 2012 with the ever popular Don Durito as Vice President (which will give him more time to read, write and play in his band Los Replicantes). This does not mean that the mixed-based military/paramilitary gangs are not hunting down Radio Insurgente  beams on a daily basis. The silent war still sniffs around the autonomous zones for more sangre. As Don Durito often says in his daily podcast: "…in reality, Power offers no liberty other than that of choosing among multiple options of death. You can choose the nostalgic model, that of  forgetting. That is the one which is being offered, for example, to the Mexican indigenous as being the most suitable for their idiosyncrasies."

CLICK: It seems that those fun-loving Minutemen protecting our

border from the onslaught of "illegal aliens" during the past couple months have not been able to stop large gangs of Mexican chickens from  crossing the border. While it may seem incredible, my dear ones, brazen chickens from Mexicali have been taunting the efforts of the Minutemen, the Border Patrol and Homeland Security. Not since that most excellent animal-revenge film, "Frogs," with Ray Milland, have we had such a strong series of direct-action gestures by our chicken sisters and brothers. They not only made the chicken run during daylight hours right in front of the Minutemen forces, but these anti-border chickens wrapped themselves in the Mexican Flag!  It is  my belief that among these extraordinary and brave chickens are also Zapatistas clucking for new zones of  dignity and respect.

Check out the photo.

SIDELOAD: Radio Insurgente is really postborder post-media Mayan technology for people on the other side of the Operation Gatekeeper posts. It is Postborder sounds created in the "in-between spaces of code and realities —manufactured from the archaeologies of past and emerging indigenous Identities."  This quote is almost a direct quote from the Postborder City book I found on the street yesterday:

http://radio.echoditto.com/files/echoradio~dr_ed1.mp3

This first Podcast by two archeologists from the Lacandona was made possible by The development of the first Zapatista's wi-fi base established by the Chiapas Media Project:

http://promedios.org/

CLICK: While the tempo of "securitization of migration" is picking up,

NAFTA still grinds away at all levels. But, even now, secret

teams of  workers have been developing wireless micro-cam surveillance actions inside the restricted spaces of the maquiladoras.

These counter-surveillance actions were started by many workers,

some from Chiapas, a few years ago. With recent support by folks

working at edge technology institutions in San Diego, the workers in Tijuana are now packing the latest James Bond gear. The workers, for good reasons, have asked us to keep much of the project outside of

the shared condition of  the big e-misferia – since it is very dangerous work.  What Almost me can say is that the NAFTA gangs have now made it illegal to present this type of worker documentation in the courts, but they plan to present  the footage  at appropriate times among the media in order to shift the court of public opinion during the time that such cases are in the courts.

CLICK IN/SIDELOAD OUT: So that's it for now. How go your postmedia times? Sorry, I did not even ask about you…I lack the proper sense of courtesy these days under the perfect sun of I find myself almost in. I promise to learn more in the days to come and to share. For now all I can really do is hum some corrido about my new nanotechnology lab.  I am trying to catch the velocity of dreams with it, but the devil children just laugh at me and pick apples right out of the thin air…like so many red delicious transmissions, and bite deep into them.

Over and out,

Almost me at edge of that Other Sea.

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