Scattered Ashes

Tuesday I had a rather solemn moment: I was at the entrance to Congress when the bells form the Cathedral across the street started tolling incessantly. All the pigeons that were in the square started flying in circles while people repeated to themselves, "habemus papam, habemus papam." It was a moment charged with all sorts of symbolism.

Then, yesterday my dad called me to my cell. He was ecstatic: the government in Ecuador had been overthrown thanks to the mobilization of the civil population. By yesterday afternoon, Ecuador's eighth president within a ten years period had been sworn in.

And me, well, I'm just rolling with the zeitgeist.