Laiciga by Sebastian Bustamante available at: blurb.com/b/4617926-laiciga
Music by Barnabas Yianni
In a time when reality becomes stranger than fiction our framework is constantly being challenged by foreign concepts. The Dow Jones becomes the Nesoj Owd and our lives become once again harder. These concepts, exotic as they are to our own minds, come to bear on our reality. Will we go with one less meal this week? Only wavering figures will tell, dependent on the tenacious whims of politicians and financial executives.
This is a travel book of sorts, travel through a land that we are told has some mythical significance for the Celts were once settled here and their magic stayed behind. The land now becomes something new. Are we really travelling to this place that we call Laiciga? Or are we merely seeing it represented by some mysterious narrator? Is what she sees reality?
Neo liberal doctrines and the Nesoj Owd have asserted the importance of austerity in order to improve the lives of those who come to inhabit this future – both past and present. Can lessons be drawn from pre-history?
Perhaps it is too difficult to know where we have arrived and whether pre-history really existed, as the texts were so consistently re-written and inconsistent academics are unable to agree upon such matters. The only certainty is that there were always people in Laiciga.
Beliefs would lead to wars and then the economy would lead to starvation. From that point on, life became about survival and this endeavour was the only truth left. A continued dependence on the land now interacts with the monuments of modern man. Obelisks now fluctuate in the winds of change and development, but man always wielded the knife.
Rural and urban landscapes have changed to varying degrees. Shrines to the great conquistadors intermingle with headstones to contemporary market malaise. The outlook is innately bleak but perhaps this is merely meant to serve as a warning and a reminder of what was and what might still be to come. The pinpointing of a location is unnecessary because this is a condition experienced by all of Europe, that old bastion of civilisation and brutality. Now the Atlantic Ocean separates anachronisms and a profound domination led by fibre-optics, ones, zeroes and vacillating numeracy experts.