Thursday, October 13, 2016

Wednesday, October 12th, 2016

I worked out for an hour and 15 minutes.  I didn’t even try the treadmill (which was occupied by the way) because I didn’t have a lot of time today.
I left the apt at 1pm, waited 10 minutes for a bus and finally walked to the metro station.  At the San Antionio station enough people got off that I managed to get a seat.

I arrived at Dario’s store right at 2pm.  The first game I had black, I played the Sicilian Defense and I lost on time just before he mated me.  The second game I had white and we played the Giuoco Piano and he resigned as I was about to start gobbling up most of his pawns.

On the train back to Envigado I saw a young woman get on and her t-shirt read “Babe, you’re just too wild for me so I’m going to …”.  Unfortunately I didn’t catch the rest before she sat down next to me.

In Envigado I stopped at the paper store and had MT’s Medicare Cancellation form scanned to a pdf file for 1,000 pesos.

When I got back to the apt I the embassy instructions and found that the form has to be signed and I also need a copy of her passport.

I played some more games on chess.com winning 3, losing 1 and drawing 1.


T-shirt of the day: Suns out, guns out.

Tuesday, October 11th, 2016

I slept well, at least until 6:30am when I was awakened by a bus’s squealing brakes.

We left the apt about 11:15 and arrived at Tecnoquimicas in Guayabal (Carrera 51 #14-249) at 11:35.  The taxi ride cost 18,000 pesos.  They are open Monday-Friday from 9-noon and 2pm to 5pm.  Their phone numbers are 351-5380 and 265-8884.  We only had to wait 15 minutes and they exchanged my 9 empty 14-tablet boxes of Isoklon for 36 3-tablet boxes.  I should be good now for the next 3 months or so.

We walked down the street to a small restaurant called La 14 where we had a nice lunch that included frijoles, rice, salad, a slice of plantain, a baked chicken leg, (hockey puck) arepa and fresh juice for 9,000 pesos (about $3.25) each.  I don’t usually eat white rice unless it comes with frijoles or meat sauce that I can mix with it.

We were going to go to Mayorista Euro to buy a lot of food for the month but Teresa decided there would be too many people so she wanted to go early tomorrow morning.  When she told me she wanted to leave at 6am I told her we’re in no hurry today so let’s go now.  We took a taxi to the grocery store for 15mil.  It wasn’t any more crowded than the previous times we were there earlier in the day.  I helped Teresa pick up things and put them in the shopping cart until we got to the fruits, vegetables and meat section.  Then I told her I was going to the deli for a cup of coffee.

On my way to the café I turned down an aisle and walking ahead of me was an attractive young woman with nice muscular legs in a mid-thigh skirt, and high heels. She also had a pretty face, small waist and large bust.  There sure is a lot of nice eye candy in this country.  With these comments it’s a good think I’m not running for president.

I had to wait a couple minutes to order my coffee.  While sitting at my table the same woman went through checkout and then spent some time at a small kiosk in front of me.

Teresa came by with a near full shopping cart and said she was ready to go.  At checkout she asked me to pick up some last minute things she forgot and I saw the woman again walking through the store.  :)

I understood Teresa skipped buying a lot of fruits and vegetables so we wouldn’t have too many things to take back to the apt.  Everything totaled 292,078 pesos or about $110.  We quickly caught a car (con effectivo) back to the apt for 10mil.

I was back just in time to watch an episode of Mayday: airline catastrophes.  When that was over about 2:20 I had already changed clothes to go to the park to play chess but when I looked outside it was raining.  L  It stopped about 45 minutes later but it was so overcast I didn’t chance going out at all.

The US embassy in Bogota responded It is not required by force to be typed, just to avoid the people processing the information making a mistake if your writing is not clear enough.  Maybe if it was on a punched card it would be easier for them.  Lol.

I watched the 2nd half of the Colombia vs Uruguay soccer match that ended in a 2-2 tie.  I believe these are qualifying matches for the 2018 World Cup in Russia.

It rained most of the night.

T-shirt of the day: Always be yourself, unless you can be a unicorn.  Then always be a unicorn.

Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Why Colombia Voted Down Peace - Medellin Living


FROM BAD TO WAR

Why Colombia Voted Down Peace

In Medellín, everyone has a pet theory about the vote, and concerns about the future. Like Brexiteers, they’re a little puzzled by what they’ve done.

10.05.16 9:48 AM ET

MEDELLÍN, Colombia — Last Saturday, a team of international bomb experts under United Nations auspices oversaw a controlled detonation of 620 kilograms of explosives owned by the FARC, the most enduring guerrilla army in South America. Everything was running to plan. Peace, it seemed, was at hand. There was even a Flickr page showing the explosion, giving the team’s FARC colleagues a photo credit.
A mere week ago, luminaries, including UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon and U.S. Secretary of State John Kerry, had travelled to Cartagena clad head to toe in white to celebrate the imminent peace.
“That was just one of their mistakes. It was very arrogant,” says Favio, who tells me he is 57 but declines to give his last name as we talk in a plaza in the very center of this city. “Still, I was very surprised when ‘No’ won.”
So was most of the rest of the world, because “No” was Colombia’s vote against the peace deal negotiated between President Juan Manuel Santos and the FARC in Havana after decades of war. Former President Álvaro Uribe had led a campaign claiming the accord gave away too much to the rebels, and when referendum day came on Sunday, that reasoning—along with voter apathy—defeated the agreement.
By the very slimmest of margins—50.2 percent to 49.8 percent, fewer than 54,000 votes out of almost 13 million cast—peace went down in defeat. Yet only last month, a poll had shown 62 percent voting for ‘Yes’ and an expectation that half of the 34 million registered to vote would turn out. Then, on D-Day, as the referendum date was called, 21 million of those voters stayed at home.


FROM BAD TO WAR

Why Colombia Voted Down Peace

In Medellín, everyone has a pet theory about the vote, and concerns about the future. Like Brexiteers, they’re a little puzzled by what they’ve done.

10.05.16 9:48 AM ET

MEDELLÍN, Colombia — Last Saturday, a team of international bomb experts under United Nations auspices oversaw a controlled detonation of 620 kilograms of explosives owned by the FARC, the most enduring guerrilla army in South America. Everything was running to plan. Peace, it seemed, was at hand. There was even a Flickr page showing the explosion, giving the team’s FARC colleagues a photo credit.
A mere week ago, luminaries, including UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon and U.S. Secretary of State John Kerry, had travelled to Cartagena clad head to toe in white to celebrate the imminent peace.
“That was just one of their mistakes. It was very arrogant,” says Favio, who tells me he is 57 but declines to give his last name as we talk in a plaza in the very center of this city. “Still, I was very surprised when ‘No’ won.”
So was most of the rest of the world, because “No” was Colombia’s vote against the peace deal negotiated between President Juan Manuel Santos and the FARC in Havana after decades of war. Former President Álvaro Uribe had led a campaign claiming the accord gave away too much to the rebels, and when referendum day came on Sunday, that reasoning—along with voter apathy—defeated the agreement.
By the very slimmest of margins—50.2 percent to 49.8 percent, fewer than 54,000 votes out of almost 13 million cast—peace went down in defeat. Yet only last month, a poll had shown 62 percent voting for ‘Yes’ and an expectation that half of the 34 million registered to vote would turn out. Then, on D-Day, as the referendum date was called, 21 million of those voters stayed at home.
Watch: Colombia's Peace Deal Is In Pieces. So What Happens Next?
“Santos conceded everything and he told people in the countryside that if they voted No the war would continue, which is not true,” says Favio, hunched over a cigarette and ignoring the start of the afternoon rain. He does not explain his reasoning, he just says, “People are very ignorant these days. It’s the same in the U.S.”
Around the corner of the same plaza I meet David, a 33-year-old anthropology student. His hair is in a ponytail. He sits next to his friend from Uruguay. She thinks people here are crazy for voting No.
“I worked as an activist for Sí,” he says. In the neighbourhood of Belén, he tells me, priests kicked him out of a church where they gave anti-communist sermons that helped the No vote.
“I wasn’t expecting this result. Everyone on my social networks and all my friends voted for ,” David says.
Edwin Andrés, 37, is wiping down his truck in the affluent neighborhood of Poblado. He doesn’t support Uribe, the former president who became the spearhead of the No campaign, but he would have cast his ballot against the agreement anyway, he says, if he had voted. But he didn’t. He says he thought the vote would be rigged.
“I was very surprised by the result. I thought it would be fixed by Santos for, but No won,” said Andrés.
This city, once famous as the stronghold of Pablo Escobar and his cocaine cartel, is far from the battlefields of the coke-fueled insurgency let by the FARC, or, as it’s also called, FARC-EP, the Spanish acronym for Revolutionary Armed Forces of Colombia—People’s Army. Medellín voted 62 percent No.
So, as I talked to people here, I asked why they think the areas most affected by the war voted overwhelmingly in favor of the peace deal.
Bojayá, a town in troubled Choco state in the interior of the country, was the scene in 2002 of one of the FARC’s most brutal and most remembered attacks. Terrified citizens fled into a church to avoid a gunfight between the FARC and a right-wing paramilitary group, the AUC.  More than a hundred people died when a gas cylinder loaded with dynamite exploded. Yet in Bojavá on Sunday 95 percent voted for .
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“It’s impossible,” Edwin Andrés tells me. “They must have fixed it.”
I’m a little confused. Didn’t Andrés just say that he thought Santos would rig the election and was surprised he didn’t?
The underlying theory among many of the No-voters and non-voters I talk to seems to be that rural folk in the provinces were corralled, influenced, didn’t understand, or in some other way were coerced into saying yes, while in the cities the vote was scrutinised and there was little or no fraud, hence the heavy No vote. (“I have to give them credit,” Favio says, “I was watching at the polls and it is impossible to cheat.”)
This reasoning has something in common with the other paradoxical rationalization I encounter. Many in Medellín have begun to tell themselves those people in the cities who did vote yes did so because they were not affected by the war, while the people in the countryside who were affected and voted yes were coerced.
“This is just my opinion, but I don’t know if people knew what Sí and No meant,” say Nick. “Maybe they thought No meant no to peace when really it meant no to the agreement.”
Nick, 33, runs his own cab company and knows all sorts. He voted no, but some of his closest friends voted Sí and he takes me to meet them. His friend Vidal moved from Chocó province four years ago because there were special educational scholarships for Afro-Colombians here. He comes from a family of fishermen and grocers. His cousins were killed during the conflict.
“Today I’m worried for my family,” says Vidal. “It’s more than just FARC in Chocó, it is the paramilitaries as well. There could be a crackdown.”
Vidal takes me to ESAP, a school for public and government administration. We interrupt a lesson. Diana sits in the very back corner, wearing a pink fleece and twiddling with a pendant on her necklace.
“The reality is we are the city of No,” she says. “First we have to realize almost everyone on the No committee is a potential presidential candidate in 2018. So it is just posturing. The amount of disinformation was incredible.”
A common refrain was that with the peace agreement Colombia would become like Venezuela, dominated by anti-democratic left-wing demagogues, if, as the agreement would have allowed, the FARC participates in elections.
Maria Elena Alvarez is the chief of the campaign for No in Antioquia, the state with Medellín as its capital. The Venezuela analogy “is not too dramatic a comparison,” she says. “Step by step it can happen. People say they are only being granted a few seats but they could hold the balance of power in a coalition government.”
Sebastián Ramírez-Vidal is an activist and legal representative for the Campaign for No in Antioquia. He wants to tell me about Gramscian infiltration and about how the FARC is already deep in the judiciary, the executive, and so on.
The No campaign, says Ramírez-Vidal, has often been denied its right to assembly here. When I ask him about the vote on the periphery, he explains, “It’s not necessarily direct corruption. But a local mayor can just threaten to hold up public works unless people vote the way he wants. They haven’t given up anything.”
“You have to understand how powerful the FARC was,” Juan Esteban tells me. He works in digital marketing, is in his thirties, and has one leg out of his hammock as we talk. “I voted yes because we have lost enough life already. We will never become like Venezuela. We have our own idiosyncrasies and our economy is totally different.”
Edwin Andrés has been polishing the elbow of his wing mirror while talking to me. He halts for a second and rests his hands on the perpendicular. “What’s going to happen next?” I ask. Most people who voted No say everyone wants peace and it will happen. But he doesn’t seem to believe that line. “In a few years?” I ask.
“The war will return,” he says. Something about his comfort in paradox makes me feel that he might know an uncomfortable, perhaps inevitable truth.

Monday, October 10th, 2016

Today is Columbus Day back in the States.  That’s probably why I didn’t get a response today from the embassy; they are probably on holiday.
Slept well, only getting up once during the night.

Did my usual routine at the health club.  I still weigh 77 kilos.  When it was time to use the treadmill my usual machine wasn’t available.  I left after an hour and fifteen minutes.  I’m getting some good muscle definition in my shoulders.  J  Underneath my belly fat I probably have 6-pack abs; I just like Coke too much.

I checked MBE’s online website and it looks like my package from Ruben has been processed.

I wanted to go to the park to play chess but it rained on and off all afternoon.

After dinner I finished my bag of salted-in-the-shell peanuts.


T-shirt of the day: Kiss

Monday, October 10, 2016

Sunday, October 9th, 2016

I got up 3-4 times during the night but still felt like I got a pretty good night’s sleep somehow.

The Colombian Peso closed for the week at 2,926 to the Dollar.

I added a photo of the trunk to yesterday’s posting.

My Chicago Bears lost to the Indianapolis Colts 29-23.

We went to 7pm mass.  Teresa went up with her mother for communion but it seemed like the priest ran out of wafers and they ended up just standing there with about a dozen others.  It was raining by the time we left; good thing I had my large umbrella with me.


T-shirt of the day: Girls do not dress for boys.

Sunday, October 9, 2016

Saturday, October 8th, 2016

I think it rained all night and it’s still cloudy this morning.

I didn’t sleep well last night.  I got up about 2:30 and took one of my new Advils.  I’m trying to avoid taking Excedrin Migraine (even if it is only half a tablet) so often.  I got up at 8:30 and took half an Excedrin Migraine anyway as I still didn’t feel right.

After breakfast I walked over to the internet café to find it closed.  I walked over to the other side of the block and across the street to the large paper store.  I asked to print 1 copy of the email I wrote explaining why my chess package doesn’t include a purchase receipt and 2 copies of the form that Mother Teresa needs to request a cancellation of her Medicare insurance.  The salesman first had to download software (that took 5 minutes) that would access my USB drive.  Then I got my copies for about 1,500 pesos.
I stopped at Bancolombia and attempted to withdraw the maximum shown on their screen but I got the same error number as previously.  Next door at Citibank, no problem.  I stopped in Exito and picked up a few things.
Back at the apt Teresa helped me move my chess table and computer a few feet away to a corner of the utility room so it’s easier now for her to access the drying rack.

I used my camera to take a photo of my email to MBE and downloaded it to my laptop.  Then I attached it as a file to their website.  I tried to set the value on the website to $0 but that wasn’t allowed so I set it to $1.  (I hope I’m not running into a catch-22 where if you enter a value then you have to have a purchase receipt.)

I filled out the form to cancel Medicare for MT.  Later I saw that it’s supposed to be typed.  Where the heck does one get a typewriter these days, especially in South America?

The new cell phone Laura bought last month is a Samsung (Galaxy?) J2.
At 12:45pm it started raining again.  I guess no trip to the park to play chess today.  It didn’t end until early evening.  Well, this is the rainy month after all.

About 3pm a man brought over a wooden trunk that Teresa had ordered to store things in.  It was custom made in Caldas and cost 450mil plus 30mil for delivery (about $165).  Man that wood they use is heavy.  She ordered another larger one.  


Teresa and I watched The Hunter (6.8) and then The Bear (7.7) on Netflix.


T-shirt of the day: The magic of Las Vegas.

Friday, October 7th, 2016

I spent about an hour and fifteen minutes working out at the gym today.  Still no work on the treadmill.

Among new US movie releases there isn’t anything I want to see.  (I know The Girl on the Train opened today but I didn’t like the book so why should I see the movie?)  Locally, I would like to see Deepwater Horizon (playing at Oviedo at 3:40 and Santafe at 6:50).

I played a few 10 minute chess games on chess.com, won most of them, and got my rating passed 1200.


T-shirt of the day: Trust me.  You can dance.