I'm at The Stiletto Gang today, talking about being sandbagged in a TV interview and tricked into a porn infomercial and how that's left me with "Interview Anxiety."
http://thestilettogang.blogspot.com/2013/06/interview-anxiety.html
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Buenos Aires in Tumult--Guest Blog by Annamaria Alfieri
Buenos Aires in Tumult by Annamaria Alfieri
Blood Tango,
my third South American historical mystery, takes place in Buenos Aires in
1945, during the most dramatic week in Argentine history. Argentines had been protesting in the streets
of their capital for more than twenty months, and by October of that year the
demonstrations were reaching new heights and threatening chaos. Think Turkey and Brazil during the past few
weeks.
The country was being ruled by a military junta, and the populace
both of the left and the right were demanding rule by constitutional law. Sound
familiar?
On the 8th of October Colonel Juan Domingo Perón celebrated his
fiftieth birthday. He was the most
powerful man in the country--its vice president, minister of war, and secretary
of labor, as well as the puppet master pulling the strings of the
president--General Edelmiro Farrell. As the most visible symbol of army rule,
Perón was also the most hated of Argentines.
On the day after his birthday, the generals deposed him in the
hopes of quelling the mobs who are shouting for democracy in the plazas. But
the demands for a return to the constitution continued apace.
When, the junta went a step further and put Perón in jail, his
supporters—the lowest level workers in the land—joined in with manifestations
of their own, ratcheting up the noise and the stakes. The sheer numbers of Perón’s supporters were
a game changer. Eventually hundreds of
thousands of them took to the avenidas
to make their own demand. They had only
one. They wanted Perón back in power.
Who were these men—individually powerless who combined to become
an irresistible political force?
Until the late 19th and early 20th
centuries, the citizens of Buenos Aires had almost nothing in common with the
people living in the rest of Argentina.
The porteños (people of the port) were white—the original Spaniards, more
recently joined by Europeans of all sorts who streamed into BA, much as they did
into New York or Boston. They built a
city very like the ones they had left behind across the ocean. They sold the beef raised out on the Pampas
back to Europe, notable to England, and they shopped it on the hoof.
The invention of refrigeration changed all that. Meat could be shipped already packaged. Slaughter houses (owned by Brits and Americans)
were built next to the stockyards south of Buenos Aires and staffed with South
American Indian men who poured into the city from the plains in search of jobs.
The oligarchic upper classes of the “Paris of the South” bought
their labor cheap and ignored their needs, thereby creating fertile ground for
the ambitious Colonel Perón. As
secretary of labor, he had taken up the workers’ cause and made sure of their
allegiance by enforcing statutory wage raises, vacations, and health insurance.
The low level workers owed all their gains to Perón, and when
their man was sent to jail, they decided that if the upper classes could
demonstrate for their rights, so could they.
A week after Perón said farewell to his powerful position, they showed
up by their hundreds of thousands to demand his return. Blood
Tango is set against this background, and the story of Perón’s fall and
struggle to return to power constitutes a subplot that reads like a political
thriller.
The fictitious murder plot involves the stabbing of an Evita
lookalike. The people in power fear that
Evita Duarte, a very popular soap opera actress who is Perón’s mistress, will
stir up trouble among the poorest citizens of Buenos Aires. Many people might have wanted to kill Evita
to keep her from filling such a role. Blood Tango takes up the question
through the killing of a girl who could have been mistaken for Evita. Was the crime one of politics or
passion?
The book launches this week.
You can read more about it at www.annaamariaalfieri.com
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