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  • Verlag: Buenos Aires, 1992

    • Softcover
    • Magazin / Zeitschrift

    Anbieter: Chaco 4ever Books, Montevideo, MO, UruguayChaco 4ever Books

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    Encuadernación de tapa blanda. Zustand: Muy bien. Folio #1 Oct 1992 - #10 Nov/Dic 1994 (Complete set). Wrappers. Collaborators : Guillermo Saavedra, María Moreno, Ernesto Laclau, Alvaro Abos, Carlos Correa, Néstor Perlongher, Claudia Uriarte, Eugenio Zaffaroni, Horacio González, Martín Caparrós, Rodolfo Fogwill, Alberto Laiseca,John Berger, Horacio Gonzalez, Bernardo Verbitzky, Ernesto Schoo, Octavio Paz, Mariano Grondona, Witold Gombrowicz, Victoria Ocampo, Martín Caparros, Nestor Perlongher, Susan Sontag, Enrique Raab, Among others. This magazine says Tomás Abraham in the first editorial of La Caja, from September-October 1992 is a small thread in the great haystack of our culture. Our ambitions are as limited as its circulation, our resources are scarce, I am referring to the symbolic ones. We have no defined martyrs, we do not belong to any political line, our ideology is confusing, to put it mildly, we do not believe that Peronism is defined by the little schools it built, nor radicalism by sensitive neighborhoods and participation, nor the left by solidarity. What we do know is that we are in a country that is not like the world, it is different, its corruption is different, its gangsterism is also different, its liveliness is unique, its violence is characteristic, the sign of its threats as well. I mean that we all agree that we are living in a moment of democratic transition. The problem is known: we do not know where to. That is how our salt and pepper are, that of the Argentines, they seem fleeting beings. They come from somewhere, they are about to leave, they close a business, they invent another, they get a new scholarship or someone new to admire, or to denounce, they are in the greatest of misfortunes or on the eve of a miracle, they enter the first world, but they do not leave the third, such is the grace, the splendor and the permanent agitation in the same. The adjustment of an economy is a matter of opinion, but the cultural adjustment is the death of a country. That is why the famous freedom, the symbol of modernity, can never be prudent, freedom is always an excess, and the cultural field must stimulate it. It is enough to say that our language not only knows the word repression, but also excesses of repression. But I insist that the excess must change sides. () This is a magazine of contrasts, absolute light and shadow, of luminous fundamentalisms, of black and white, of solarizations, of images of white light and dark edges, of Fritz Lang. Of literature, philosophy, cinema, of autopsy. The idea is simple. If my body were opened after my departure to heaven, and my cultural history were seen, what would my neurons show? Who knows? Some twelve hundred films? Four thousand books? How many images and how many words? I dont know. But this magazine is the image of this possible autopsy, it is made with our memory, and our irremediable desire. Lets open the box, lets see what it contains. Tarcus p95. CodHel. …