The Edukators
I’ve always believed that being young is part of being rebellious, of questioning education, of being edukators and believing the world must change.
Leaving the crystal bubble and knowing the life our parents tried to prevent us from knowing. It’s true—we’re no longer children, though sometimes we find those friends who remain forever in our hearts and were with us in that stage of life. Those united with us by the passion to change the state of things and the order itself, from what we consider the origin, from education.
So life can end up being that power to unite efforts and why not channel anger fighting against injustices, always questioning the politics of the rich.
If you’ve had that sensation, I think maybe you’d identify at some point with these edukators, who share ideals, rebellion, but also fear.
Fear is a hallucinogenic drug. Not letting fear control you, using it as a motor, requires practice. Placing yourself in a situation where you’re dying of fear—at first you panic, but after a while the body’s self-protection system starts working, and each time you dare to do more things. You end up overcoming your limits and feel capable of anything. The Edukator
To fight for ideals and dreams, you must be brave to maintain them. It’s not about having long hair and smoking weed—that’s from the 60s and the system never changed. And no, it’s not wearing a Che shirt or anarchist pins—that’s not fighting against the system. Things considered subversive are now sold in stores. Today there are no youth movements. People have the feeling everything’s been done before. Others tried and failed.
In all revolutions something is very clear. Although nothing was achieved at that moment, what’s important is that the best ideas endured. The same can be applied to personal revolutions. What ends up going well, what endures in you, always makes you stronger.
My father said: whoever isn’t left-wing before 30 has no heart, whoever remains left-wing after 30 has no brain. The Edukators
Look around you, walk down the street—people seem like scared animals. Look at people sitting in their rooms glued to TV… no one knows anyone, they think happiness is within their grasp but it’s unreachable because politicians already stole it.
The film The Edukators talks about rebels who believed kidnapping a rich man would save them, but in the end it was a struggle of idealistic values confronting the values of the generation in power.
—The first step you must take alone, for the second you need allies. Don’t forget: people don’t change. Now those rebels are considered villains.
