NOTE I: As
announced on my last blog, this entry will be long. To have a clear idea of the
whole story, at least two entries will be necessary.
NOTE II: This
series of entries will only explain the items that appear on the title.
Between 2009
and 2010 I lived in
Nicaragua to collect data for a research study. While in Nicaragua, my social isolation led me to start writing this blog.
Three years later, I took a sabbatical
leave to continue writing my thesis. This leave is about to end, my thesis is
not finalized, but that is another story…
The original
idea I had for my thesis evolved and now, it focuses on the obligation of the
State in supporting the wellbeing of its citizen, and if anyone wants to talk
about wellbeing this years, one has to talk about the financial crisis, and so
did I.
In the
introduction, my thesis deals with the global crisis and it quotes a report by
the US government which lists the crimes and mistakes committed by banks and
that eventually lead to the financial crisis. The Bank of America is one of
these banks.
The first time I
got acquainted with Boston was in 1988 when my uncle Manuel was invited by the
firm he worked for to spend a year at the headquarters there, so my cousins, my
uncle and my aunt Lola moved there.
Now, the
coincidence arises: My oldest cousin, the son of Manuel and Lola, moved back to
Boston some years ago, and now, he works for the Bank of America.
