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Cargando... Murder city : Ciudad Juárez and the global economy's new killing fieldspor Charles Bowden, Julián Cardona
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Inscríbete en LibraryThing para averiguar si este libro te gustará. Actualmente no hay Conversaciones sobre este libro. I found this book extremely frustrating. Bowden did some terrific investigative reporting and when he lets the people he met talk for themselves, the book is fascinating, terrifying and moving. But when he goes on and on about his own anger and frustration, it just sounds self-righteous and his writing deteriorates. Not that I doubt his rage is genuine, it's just that his style becomes florid and overly melodramatic. The situation is dramatic as it is. No need to hit your readers over the head with the obvious. Another problem is that Bowden repeats himself over and over. Perhaps the book started as a collection of separate articles so Bowden has to repeat parts of the stories to bring readers up to speed. But in the book, where you just read the same thing a few pages earlier, it is annoying. One wonders where the editors are these days. Finallly Bowden hits us over the head with his argument that Ciudad Juarez is the future for all of us in a globalized capitalist world. He constantly repeats that all other explanations for the situation are just not the truth, but he doesn't provide any evidence for his argument beyond his own rage. The fact is everything he tells us indicates that all the explanations are not false, but partial truths that together create the horrifying situation in Mexico. Despite my criticism this book is definitely worth reading to get new insights into what is happening south of the Rio Grande. Just skim through Bowden's pontificating and listen to the Mexicans speak for themselves. This book is a disaster that ill-serves the disaster it is trying to describe. It is repetitive, self-indulgent and full of absolutely useless personal reflection that effectively sabotages any attempt by the reader to focus on the situation Bowden pointlessly castigates you for being incapable of understanding. It contains only one element that redeems it: his interview with the hitman. In this man's description of his life there is true insight to be gained into the ultimate and terrifying consequences of the system-wide FAIL that is the US-Mexico relationship. There is interesting and valuable material here, so I give the book a qualified recommendation, but in truth it is something of a botched job. Charles Bowden's courage and dogged pursuit of the facts are not in question, but are undermined by his writerly ambitions to be a new Tom Wolfe or Hunter S. Thompson, a star of "creative non-fiction." "Murder City" is at its worst when you catch Bowden "writing," and unfortunately, it happens a lot. He gets very repetitive and starts to write in circles, making points he made 50 pages back. He rejects sociology in favor of absurdity - the deaths in Juarez can't be explained, he explains, except as expressions of a crazy new global reality - but, if that is all he really wants to say, he scarcely needed so many pages to do so. He uses devices, like the repeated references to the travails of "Miss Sinaloa," that simply do not work and should have been dealt with mercilessly by his editor. Somewhere inside "Murder City," there is a good book trying to emerge, but this is a pretty clear example of an author getting in his own way, perhaps because his self-estimation is too high - Bowden constantly rams home the idea that he "gets it" but no one else does, and inadvertently becomes an unattractive character in his own narrative. You don't feel his painful grappling with painful truths - if you did, the book's faults wouldn't matter much - you feel his sense of superiority.
Bowden writes about the incomprehensible levels of killing in Juárez with an austere lyricism, and has been called “a blood and guts journalist with a poet’s sensibility.” PremiosDistinciones
En La ciudad del crimen Charles Bowden presenta una cr#65533;nica devastadora de una urbe en pleno colapso. El libro comienza en enero de 2008, cuando una lista escrita a mano aparece en el monumento a los polic#65533;as ca#65533;dos en Ju#65533;rez. En ella, bajo la leyenda "Para ellos que contin#65533;an sin creer", se mencionan diecisiete nombres. Algunos d#65533;as despu#65533;s sus cuerpos comienzan a aparecer. Con una prosa alucinante y detalles desgarradores, Bowden retrata la vida de sus residentes: Miss Sinaloa, una reina de belleza violada que refleja todo lo que la ciudad le ha arrebatado; Emilio, un periodista que cometi#65533; el error de narrar la verdad y ahora tiene que huir para salvar su vida; el Pastor, un "cristiano renacido" que administra su sanatorio en mitad del desierto; y un escalofriante sicario, un asesino que ha so#65533;ado su propia muerte mientras murmura los secretos de su organizaci#65533;n. Mientras Bowden teje estas historias, lleva a cabo una profunda meditaci#65533;n sobre una ciudad sumida en el caos. En Ju#65533;rez la guerra es por las drogas; la polic#65533;a y los militares luchan por las ganancias; la prensa se encuentra restringida por la intimidaci#65533;n; y la l#65533;nea entre el estado y los c#65533;rteles, al parecer nunca ha existido. "En esta nueva forma de vida jugamos todos y nadie est#65533; realmente al mando," escribe Bowden. "La violencia ha cruzado las l#65533;neas de clase. La violencia est#65533; en todas partes. La violencia es mayor. Y la violencia no tiene ning#65533;n motivo aparente. Es como el polvo en el aire, parte de la vida misma". No se han encontrado descripciones de biblioteca. |
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This book is about the crime in Juárez, Mexico, and how it has escalated to the point where 300 murders a month is commonplace, where everybody is controlled by the drug-selling cartels and corruption is the way of doing things.
At first, reading things like the following stanza from the book:
...felt a bit dramatic, but, I can assure you, it's far less than dramatic over the course of reading more than 30-50 pages. It's commonplace, and not jaded. After a while I was shocked with the gist of
a birds-eye view of things:
It just keeps going, on a personal level, i.e. without facts having been completely drawn from books:
When the cartels are actually openly searching for merciless killers to join their death-squads, you get a sense of how much people are prepared to do to earn money from selling drugs:
While the violence, the daily life in it and the way that the author constructs this in the book is well-written, there is also a lucid, poetic deal to the book. Throughout it, the author draws parallels to "Miss Sinaloa", a woman who was "raped out of her mind", and a former beauty queen:
The poetic tangent actually works to the benefit of the book, as it enhances the feeling of how hum-drum murder, rape and corruption has actually become, and how everything that is officially reported throughout the town seems to have very little or nothing to do with reality.
As with the Italian mafias, there have been some serious attempts made to get to the problem from its core:
And to further address how widespread corruption, lying and how the information in the city papers are to be believed:
Some notes from the people of Juarez are also very interesting:
And as the author talks to a professional hitman (whom are called "sicarios", of whom there seems to be quite a lot of in the city):
And on...
It's all daunting. Very heavy.
Even despite the way things have been going and, indeed, are going, the author and life itself leans towards hope, but not without a very real way of getting at things. I wish this book would have explained global drug trading and how the future of drug trade and the workings of the cartels could pan out, as this would perhaps have provided a very special prognosis of things to come. But will change come, really? The drug trade is simply too rich. Its dividends pay off too easily, and its main players refuse to give up their positions; to what, really? Minimum-wage jobs in low-interest sectors?
This is a really well-composed and well-written book. The tempo, the pace and the feeling is more than most non-fiction books ever get, and with the poetic tinge throughout makes this memorable. And very sad. ( )