Memes. There are billions of ’em. Probably more memes than the world population a couple of times over, meaning there’s a meme or two for everyone.
With social media and communication platforms they spread like a wildfire, especially if they’re evocative in some way. I must have received a couple of hundred during the political flare ups in recent months in Honduras, and doubtless more during Brexit and the US elections. All languages and all cultures have them, and you receive double if you bi- or tri-lingual.
They come in a rainbow of topics, too. Humor, political, religious, educational, sexy, sad, sick … we’ve all seen them. I often think the funny ones give comedians a run for their money; humour of the people, so to speak. Someone with wit and a knack at Photoshop is usually the recipe.
As I said earlier, everyone has a meme or two; which you have an affinity with for whatever reason. I saw one today which was shared on Facebook by an old Spanish friend a met a couple of times during my time in Madrid. She loved the English language and I loved the Spanish, and I still do, as you may know from past posts. We also shared a passion for literature, understanding full well of the benefits of knowledge from books, and how the powers that be are scared of it being shared around, unless it’s their own propaganda.
I won’t go through the effort of translating the below meme. It speaks for itself. Sure, there are more powerful memes. Although I just like the message.
I want this meme to inspire Hondurans, for obvious reasons.