10 In this first article of the year, desire compels me to write. At the end of the year, we take stock of life, both our own and that of the world we inhabit. As we begin another, we formulate desires, usually desires for change. Although there can also be desires, immutability, and certainty in reality, the only thing that becomes clear is precisely that the only certainty is uncertainty and change.

]]> This summer of wars against civilian populations and comedy of rulers, against whom we have come to believe we can only act virtually or in the street on a designated day, at times I have felt like Stefan Zweig: not so overwhelmed by his world of yesterday –with the fall of an empire, two world wars, exile, and censorship–, like a tantrum for ours, that of my generation. For adolescence dedicated to struggles we must continue to grapple with; for youth confused by globalization and frightened by economic crises and imminent climate change; for the pandemic and neo-fascisms, and the use of virtuality and artificial intelligence; and for the mature realization that we have submitted to and are working for a system that not only hasn't seemed fair and humane to us from the start, but that exploits us under the guise of guaranteeing rights (decent housing, public healthcare, retirement, Imserso trips) that we will no longer have access to in the future, even if we want them.

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