Richness In The World Is

Each Time A New War Is Disclosed In The Name Of The Fight Of The Good Against Evil, Those Who Are Killed Are All Poor. It's Always The Same Story Repeating Once And Again And Again.

The World Is A Heap Of People, A Sea Of Tiny Flames.

The Human Murder By Poverty In Latin America Is Secret: Every Year, Without Making A Sound, Three Hiroshima Bombs Explode Over Communities That Have Become Accustomed To Suffering With Clenched Teeth.

This Work Is A Torture On The Rump But A Joy To The Heart.

Nothing Can Be Defined Or Derided On The Basis Of Its Origin. The Important Thing Is What Is Done With It And How Far A Community Identifies With Something That Symbolizes Its Favourite Way Of Dreaming, Living, Dancing, Playing Or Loving. This Is The Positive Side Of The World: A Constant Intermingling That Produces New Responses To New Challenges. But Because Of Forced Globalization, There's A Clear Trend These Days Towards Uniformity. This Trend Comes Largely From The Ever-greater Concentration Of Power In The Hands Of Large Media Groups.