They come so close as to creating a single body, for just a few moments. Then the white handkerchiefs, which seem to be merged into a single compact body, separate while the elderly ladies are already holding a long banner.
It is Thursday, Thursday afternoon, 3:30 pm to be exact. The hour of memory. And the square is not just any square but the famous Plaza de Mayo in Buenos Aires. In the background, the warm tones of the Casa Rosada, the Argentine presidential palace.
The photos of their loved ones now appear a little faded, but they are still there, hanging around their necks, in their hands. Just like when, back in 1977, they began to tirelessly turn around the famous obelisk in the center of the square, claiming the truth.
Their eyes now dried up even by the shadow of the last tear and their gaits that become more and more uncertain from year to year seem to make their social and political struggle even more noisy.
You can find the full version of this report on:
OASIS – Environmental culture magazine – n. 190