Argentina has a complicated history. I didn't expect to get so enthralled by it all - the dictatorships, the revolutions, the wars, the genocide, the migrations, the history of tango!! I spent several days in Buenos Aires wandering the streets soaking it all in, drinking fernet and coke the way the locals do before #bocajunior futbol games, and riding la bici by the endless murals. This one stood out to me because it depicts the symbol for the #madresDePlazaDeMayo - a group of mothers that have been gathering every week for the last 40 years to remember their children who disappeared during the dictatorship, and make sure the injustices are never forgotten.
Everyone I talked to in Argentina knows their history, and understands the danger of forgetting it. It was such a chilling reminder that one of our biggest weaknesses in the US is our ignorance. Because history does repeat itself but if we can't recognize the signs, then we are only as good as the rhetoric we are being fed.
As a side note, I'm talking post-colonial history. More later on the pre-colonial... #resist ✊