(182) Friday October 29, 2010
Nobody can hide from Death. He is within us, lurking in the inner folds of the body. Sooner or later we betray your coup. Wednesday awoke to the news that our former president Nestor Kirchner had died.
Make an inventory of its management as well as an arduous and complex, demand a seasoned writer on these issues and a time that exceeds that of this editorial.
I choose the way of metaphor, Figure allusion, in a sequence that seems to me entitled "Ten Scenes of a gray day"
Scene 1: The day is gray. Although no one admits, Death knows no armor or armor. We riddled with holes, we are distressed. "Since we are born we are old enough to die" read Heidegger. And though it feels a little spring cold. Since that day in June when Peron died. All we needed some heat. Something we ensure that life was. It's strange. Although it has differences with the man who fired a country, now I feel this pain seems much to his absence.
Scene 2: We can not be miserable at this time: Kirchner came to the Casa Rosada with a devastated country, agreed to vote provided with minimal legitimacy in a nation devastated he could not lift his head. Be discussed with a country that projects are still loaded with debts and contradictions but arguably better. The Law on Audiovisual Communication Services, the joint, collective agreements, the Universal Mapping delayed by Son, the re-nationalization of the pension system, plays all complicated, high risk, which aroused intense controversy.
There is a gap between that "all must go" to this "why did you leave?".
Scene 3: "I think that would give ten years of my life, said Felix Luna, in exchange for a day, a day of Juan Peron. In return, for example, that October day when he came to the Plaza de Mayo and was in a roar unforgettable as clean and beautiful that a man can aspire to political vocation: the love of his people. " Many would give part of our life in exchange for that day in which Kirchner ordered withdrawal of the portraits of Videla and Bignone of the ESMA and dared to say "we are all children of the Mothers of Plaza de Mayo." It is no coincidence, the drawer where he rests today carries a flag of Argentina and a white handkerchief.
Scene 4: Neither opposition press can hide. Among those who are most humble cry, poor people. There are many young people who thirst for the military recovered, which recaptured the mood. We mourn the Mothers of the Plaza, the grandmothers, gay community members, hundreds of artists and folk singers. Gaston, a 11 year old kid Varela Center where I work, told me proudly that a few days ago gave him a hug. "Must be the last," she says with a sad smile. Must have done something such that today we depidiendo.
Scene 5: Bush deploys at full power. The FTAA is the project of domination in Latin America. "We are going to gang," says the man and seat stadium in Mar del Plata to Chaves for the crowd to shout "The FTAA to hell." The same day he took office as President Kirchner made a gesture of sovereignty outside our practices allowing Fidel speak at a rally in the Faculty of Law. At that time the Cuban Revolution isolation endured the most ferocious and very few governments had the courage to meet the Cuban leader in their countries. The presidency of UNASUR, achieved with one voice expresses a truth denied by the collusion of the right. This seems to Latin American unity is more than a verse.
Scene 6: "What is it ClarÃn? Are you nervous? "Is perhaps the phrase that encapsulates the call polemicist ironically a man who understood the urgency to confront the corporations, the field, that of the mainstream media, also of the Church. True peace is in dispute and put the cards and contradictions on the table to play them at all or nothing. The simulated consensus among the powerful repressed only generate more violence that at some point burst. Are there missing other engagements? Without any doubt: Against those who take the natural resources Chiroles, against easing laws still in force, against so many structural corruption and union party apparatus ...
Scene 7: I do not know but it is possible that someone has written on a wall "experience the heart", just yesterday wrote "live cancer" when Evita died. Gorilla barbarism will soon emerge, the hatred of the recalcitrant right is on the prowl. Kirchner's farewell greatly resembles that of Evita, by hatred of "others."
Scene 8: Perhaps Death stares dispassionately. Amplify the positive traits of those who died attenuating or diminishing the negative. Exactly a week ago we buried Mariano Ferreyra, a political murder. If death makes us equal is to say that the dead are equal. Ferreyra's murder was not a delusion of a hooligan or an excess or rage of some bureaucrats, but a symptom of systematic corruption of historical scourges, signs of a past still alive in this administration. A painful sample button postponed so much debt.
Scene 9: No one can take for himself the death of another. Death, in death, is essentially and exclusively mine. But thousands and thousands who pass before the remains of Nestor seem to contradict this law. His silence speaks. And when they speak in words, they are heartbreaking, grateful, out of the depths of the soul. They seem to try to retain that inevitably farewell in a fruitless effort. Dies alone, said Pascal. Who knows ...
Scene 10: Silence. The day is gray. And many people crying ...
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