MOZAMBIKYLE

I head to Philadelphia in a few hours, then from NYC to Johannesburg & Mozambique. The past week has been fantastic, and its been an honor to share it with so many of you awesome people. As much as it often really, really sucks to live in Tennessee, Knoxville is home and it seems to have grown on me over the past year. To all those that I’ve met over the past few years, thanks, and I can’t wait to see all the amazing things you’re doing when I come home towards the end of 2014! I’ll post my mailing address on here when I receive it, and I may only have internet access once or twice a month. Onward to Mozambique! Ate logo, Knoxville!

Mapa

Today begins my last week in Tennessee. I still have so much I’d like to do, food to eat, places to go, people to see, and mountains of potentially unnecessary things to pack. Next Tuesday, I’m headed to PC orientation in Philadelphia and depart Wednesday morning from JFK to Johannesburg, then to Maputo, then to Namaacha on the border with South Africa & Swaziland. I’ll live there with a local family for 3 months while I’m in training. I had a big despedida in the Old City last Friday:

spanish remix yo

To criticize the arrogance, the authoritarianism of intellectuals of Left of Right, who are both basically reactionary in an identical way - who judge themselves the proprietors of knowledge, the former, of revolutionary knowledge, the latter, of conservative knowledge - to criticize the behavior of university people who claim to be able to “conscientize” rural and urban workers without having to be “conscientized” by them as well; to criticize an undisguisable air of messianism, at bottom naive, on the part of intellectuals who, in the name of liberation of the working classes, impose or seek to impose the “superiority” of their academic knowledge on the “rude masses” - this I have always done. Of this I speak, and of almost nothing else, in Pedagogy of the Oppressed. 

an unexpectedly massive undertaking

“What are the words you do not yet have? What do you need to say? What are the tyrannies you swallow day by day and attempt to make your own, until you sicken and die of them, still in silence?”