I know this blog is a bit abandoned this months, but I am very, very busy.

I begin to write because I wanted to share interesting news for the people arround, and to let my friends know about me. I failed at both points, and I’m grateful for the interest of people that asked me for it.

(Sanchi, I know one poem in two months is not much, but it expressed perfectly my mind. Add to it some songs by The Cure.)

So I’ll try now to update it again.

I have not too much time to update this blog. Really, I never had time to do it, but now I’m aware of this fact but I’m not going to give up now. Last months were very hard but results where positive: I passed more exams than ever, and, in two months I’ll begin to work in my final degree project as I’ll try to pass the last subjects.

There was another reason to be busy: I began to work in the Territorial Studies Lab. I’m updating the databases of the provincial GIS. We use GISEiel, a derivate of gvSIG (so it’s free software), against postresql databases. It’s not a very complex work but it’s very interesting to familiarize and reflect about how the territory was built.

Some of the following posts are about the lost events and thoughts in this ending summer.

Because family issues I passed the last 4 weeks very stressed, angry, sad and busy. I wrote some fast posts, but I’ll try to recover in the next days some missing questions before the year ends…

I don’t understand why now the scandal about the massive illegal abortions in Barcelona (and in another cities in Spain). Some people were wondered because in the clinic denounced by a Danish tv used grinders connected to pipes to get rid of fetuses. It’s a simple standard industrial process. Like abortion in itself is the industrial process of undercovering the misery of our society. I think it’s more serious (and painful, of course) the procedure of destroying the head to kill the fetus.

I’m wondered in fact because every year the number of surgical abortions increase exponentially. About chemical abortions with pills, that’s a not controlled number. But I hear everyday stories about the day after rave-ups and how the bomb of hormones becomes a weekend habit for young women.

DE-information society? Ostrich behaviour.

No entiendo por qué ahora se monta el escándalo de los abortos ilegales masivos en Barcelona (y en otras ciudades de España). Alguna gente se ha sorprendido porque en la clínica denunciada por una televisón danesa usaban trituradores conectados a tuberías para deshacerse de los fetos. Es un sencillo proceso industrial. Como el aborto en sí mismo es el proceso industrial de esconder las miserias de nuestra sociedad. Yo creo que es más grave (y doloroso, desde luego) el procedimiento de destrozar la cabeza para matar al feto.

Yo estoy sorprendido, de hecho, de que cada año aumenta exponencialmente el número de abortos quirúrgicos. Sobre abortos químicos, con pastillas, es un número incontrolado. Pero oigo cada día historias sobre el día después de una juerga, y de como muchas jóvenes usan la píldora del día despues, que es una auténtica bomba de hormonas, com un hábito de fin de semana.

¿Sociedad de la DESinformación? Comportamiento de avestruz.

I have been busy the last weeks with September tests. But I had to run the migration to a new hosting service because I finished the contract with the former, and I was looking for better service. My friend Tomás Amado recommended me Routhost, the specs of the smaller plan were better than the ones I had until now, it is cheaper, and I still can use ssh. I had some problems with the migration, but they were fastly solved with a little help of my friends and the efficient Routhost support team.

Well, I began this blog two years ago when I had important changes in my live, as it is happening now. So I decided to make little, aesthetic changes in it too.

I swapped the Kubrick theme (Wordpress default theme) for the back in black theme by Fredreric de Villamil. I have been looking for themes in the WP directory. I liked it because it is sober (I think it has a bit of jazz style); the links, categories… blocks had their own web page and are accesed through a menu bar (it’s more confortable and accessible); and it’s GPL, so I can modify to adapt it without restrictions. But, in fact, I only added an ‘about’ link in the menu bar, and I changed the head photo. I wouldn’t like break the elegance of the theme.

It’s a coincidence, de Villamil is French like Baudelaire. And the most influential book I read this year is Les Fleurs du Mal. I feel absolutely identified in the second poem in the book, so I decided to rename the blog with the title “The flight of an albatross”. It expresses my feeling of to be a stranger in the society…

A gang child in the street in Río de Janeiro
A child armed with AK-47 in Kivu
A miner child in Potosí
A child in a brothel in Phnom Penh
An abandouned child in an lost orphanage in China
A sick of malaria child in Kisangani
An organ-bank child in East Europe
An amputated child in Freetown

It’s Xmas for them too. It’s up to us if they realise.

I’ve just upgraded this blog from Wordpress 1.5.2 to the wonderful 2.0.4. I’ve seen some annoying effects with RSS feed(every latests post appears as new in RSS readers and planets). Sorry for the inconvenience

Leave the train behind. Walk slowly on the old station street, laptop hangin’ the back. Half-shutted eyes, Prelude to a kiss sounding in the ears. It’s Friday, 9:00 a.m., where does the geek come from?

It was the end of an infernal intense month. Next hours you’ll see some posts about this one. Meanwhile, enjoy the rain in May

Almighty and most merciful Father, we humbly beseech You,
for that man that sleep in the street, to be the warmth of his heart stronger than winter cold,
for that prostitute that lives in the dangerous night, remember her nobody can steal her dignity,
for that forgotten ancient, to find a friendly soul that takes care of him,
for that lonely child, join his parents again to know what Christmas mean,
for that inmigrant of far country, to reach the frontier with guardians asleep,
for that abandoned pregnant woman, to find the most lovely place for her and her baby,
for us, the faith in your Justice and Love give us the force to hold their hands.

December 24th,2005

Just my first post in my work-in-progress site.

Some years ago, my friend Alicia said me “crisis is in China synonym of chance“. On my sorrow, I’m back to that years again.

I’m an old member of GPUL, the Coruña(Spain) GNU/Linux User’s Group. I spent a lot of time pushing the free software in university and enterprises. I don’t know if my work was important. I’m only know I’m sad and tired.¿Reasons? I’d rather talk no more about.

So, in my crisis, I want to left behind last three years. I must end my university studies of civil engeneering. I won’t live anymore in our neighbour’s Computer Science Faculty in the Campus of Elviña, it has been cause of dissapointment too. I will leave the domain and blog that I shared these years with friends of the CSF (thanks Bille for your teaching about web and hosting). And I begin my new life in my site: tsao.enelparaiso.org (tsao-in-the-paradise, like Brian de Palma’s “Phantom of the Paradise”).

Of course I will work in free software, but I’ll do in more interesting projects to me.

(Why a blog in English? It’ll help to my taiwanese family know usually about me. And it’ll help me to unoxidize my English speaking)
(Maybe I’ll write comments in Spanish sometimes, too)