Today, 34 years ago, was the massacre of Trelew. Sixteen young Argentinians, mostly belonging to militant organizations, had managed to fled the Patagonian prison where they had been imprisoned. Six got away for good (though 3 would be later disappeared during the upcoming military dictatorship), the rest gave themselves up after receiving guarantees that their physical integrity would be respected. They were taken back to jail were they were all extra-judicially executed, shot to death, some after being tortured.
They were young kids, idealistic kids, who were trying to make a better Argentina. They probably chose a different path than the one I would have chosen - but I was 3 at the time - but they didn't deserve their fate.
Today, Argentina remember them. I remember them. Let's never forget.