Death Projects

Governments of National Betrayal

"Gold is worth an egg

Water is gold worthy"

In defense of the Land and against the Death Projects, 

Antonio Esteban was murdered on June 4th, 2014

Written on the walls: NO TO HYDROELECTRIC DAMS HERE IN
CUAMONO, FOR LIFE INFORMATION@(TERRITORY ASSEMBLY)

NO TO HYDROELECTRIC DAM IN CUAMONO
NO TO MINING IN OUR TERRITORIES

Map of Mining Conflicts in Latin America OCMAL [source]

First Majestic [website]

First Quarter 2015 Highlights

Gold Corp [website]

Gold Corp Dead workers [source]

Almaden Minerals [website]

Minería Frisco [website] Carlos Slim

The thing about gathering information through the web is that though certain things you will always remain ignorant about, you also can, approach information in an unbiased way. You can look at two sides of a story and grasp a certain dimension of things.

Death Projects are all of those projects that will poison and deplete not only our land but in a larger scene, our planet. With all the different events happening in other countries I wonder why can't the third-world be able to do things in a different way. I hate repetition. The fact decades have gone of exploiting places and extracting resources and we haven't learned anything about it in order to do it in a different way just baffles me.

Since when the future of a town, city, nation or world has become so irrevocable since the majority doesn't seem to want to go there? A reckless train or so it seems, shoving undesirable people off, leaving behind those who were asking in a Butlerian way whose life is more valuable than another? Whose occupation of land really justifies the means or relative profit of it's living? Why do we think the train is actually going somewhere, maybe it's just turning round and round and we might just end up blocking our own way by whatever decay we left behind?

Funny. The more I think about it, in Mexico's hyper-simulacra, the train is not actually moving but one of the largest, most expensive apparatus is being built around it. Two large screens run parallel by both lengths of a static train. Images of progress and modern cities roll by in the windows of a rocking, lulling structure. Those who didn't have a "ticket" for the train just look at a decaying land full of weeds and fire coming out of the water. By a hole made through one screen, #theleftbehind wonder why people are inside of a train going nowhere. Drinking champagne, taking selfies, thinking they're travelling by the dynamic motion of the screens.