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Given the already obscene amount of time I spend chronically attached to a computer, I've been debating whether or not to ween myself off of occasional blogging. Put down the laptop, Lucas, and enjoy your surroundings. So this very post could mark the timely death of Pinko Postcards, which was after all intended to reflect on my days in voluntary exile. We shall see...
Nine glorious months in the Barcelona area came to an end last week. It wasn't an easy decision, but ultimately I opted to return to the hustle and bustle of NYC. Even with all the excitement of seeing old friends and hitting up my favorite spots in the City, I already miss comrades back in Spain. Despite some of the linguistic barriers that made it difficult at times to deepen my relationships with certain people, I've never had a better network of fun, generous and politically engaged friends than I did in Terrassa/Barcelona. It was an honor working with the gang at the Ateneu Candela. I hope that many of them can scrape some change together to come visit me in the States. That said, I do feel that Spain is now a second home of sorts, one I feel I could rather easily reinsert myself into later down the road. And having a Spanish/EU passport certainly makes that an attractive option.
A recap of the month: Clemens arrived in Barcelona on July 18th and we immediately headed to the coastal city of Alicante for the International Union of Socialist Youth 2006 World Festival. There we joined some 4000+ young activists from virtually every corner of the planet (though, as always, these events are entirely too Eurocentric). Got to see friends I'd met previously in Paris, Vienna and at Queer Easter in addition to meeting amazing activists from Colombia, New Zealand, Ireland, Argentina and the like for the first time. Spent the better part of the week camping out in tents, chatting up delegations, and snatching posters to give to folks at YDS events.The IUSY Festival was especially important for me to get a reading on actually existing social-democracy and the state of left-wing youth organizing around the globe. As someone who has been conditioned to focus on the shortcomings of party-oriented, center-left politics, it was refreshing to hear folks on the left of their organizations grapple with these limitations in an honest and principled fashion.
Also dedicated much of my time to the LGBT Working Group activities, speaking on a panel about same-sex marriage, leading an meandering discussion on the relationship between socialism an queer politics, introducing an event with Louis-Georges Tin, President and founder of the International Day Against Homophobia (he's the super sweetie sitting next to me in photo at left) and speaking on a panel in another thematic area about the role of religion in society.
After the Festival was over, spent a lovely week with Clemens (and much of the Austrian crew) back in Barcelona. Following that, moved in with Mick, Mauro, Miriam, Juan Carlos and a certain Italian bloke for my last week in Spain. Mick, I must say, is one of my favorite people on the planet, and not just because we could kvetch, scheme and humor each other in English. Beautiful people all around, and it was nice to spend my final days with them (nudey beach alcove with friends = highlight / slogging around Barcelona with a broken sandal and Spaniards who always lie about "just one drink" = lowlight).
Back in NYC I'm living with Clemens and Bowie at their apartment in Harlem until I score a place of my own. Also shopping around for lefty jobs. Promising leads on both fronts. This past weekend I helped out with the YDS conference (at left) where we voted to focus much of our organizational efforts on immigrant rights.All in all, if feels good to be back. Now to chip away at right-wing hegemony with home court advantage.









































