McOndo is a Latin American literary movement that breaks from the Magical Realism (Realismo mágico) mode of narration, and counters it with the strong, ideologic associations of the cultural and narrative languages of the mass communications media, and with the modernity of urban living; the experience of town versus country, of McOndo vs. Macondo. The literature of McOndo presents urban Latin (American) life in “the City”, an experience the opposite of the rural, “natural world” of Macondo, the archetypal “Latin American Country” presented in the literature of Magical Realism. Philosophically, the McOndo vs. Macondo intellectual opposition is to the latter's literary perpetuation of Latin America as an exotic place of exotic people, which presents the reader with “reductionist essential-isms that everyone in Latin America wears a sombrero and lives on trees”. Because not everyone wears huaraches and sports a machete in contemporary Latinoamėrica, McOndo literature shows it to be a place of many countries, peoples, and cultures, not the monolithic, “Spanish-speaking worlds” of the 19th-century dictator novel and the banana republic which preceded 20th-century modernization.
Hear me now
Bearing down upon a path we choose
Chosen from the start living different rules
Existence something that cherish true
Will not succumb to doubts that I hold onto
Release the fear of my pain
In so much pain give me the will to fight
Every obstacle that I have inside
Release my fear
And hear me now, words I vow
No fucking regrets
Fuck these chains, no goddamn slave
I will be different
I'll stand here defiantly, my middle finger raised
Fuck your prejudice
All my life always I've felt alone
Conditioned to believe that I'm always wrong
Only truth will help to set me free
My every weakness I must turn into strength
Every rage, every tear
Hate in so much hate never that pain will bind me
Ask of myself if I've the will to unwind
Every rage and tear
Hear me now, words I vow
No fucking regrets
Fuck these chains, no goddamn slave
I will be different
I'll stand here defiantly, my middle finger raised
Fuck your prejudice
Carved upon my stone, I will go on
Patience, belief, love will ascend
Just listen to it
Voice so true inside calling
Just take you up and march you on
Keep from falling
Let go your sorrow
Sun will shine, this I promise
Rising tomorrow
Rising
Hear me now, I'm taking back the control
Of my life from societies hold
I vow, no more will I be a slave
Rise to challenge the whole human race