Miguel Wiñazki
02/22/2020 - 9:36
- Clarín.com
- Opinion
The snake's egg incubates poison. It is transparent. The sharp poke is seen. It is similar to the shadow that is also transparent. The shadow is darkness that does not hide. Behind the shadow you see what there is. Thus, certain toxic obscurities that are arranged to attack with corrugated teeth are perceived and inscribed. The perfidious sets are thrown into the arena, sweeping the reform of the Constitution, the disruption of the regime of the repentant that will now depend on the discretion of the Executive, and the intervention of Justice Jujuy , with the open purpose of freeing that woman so praised by the progressive porteñismo and so refuted by most of the jujeños. She is condemned for stealing , for threatening , for hitting and for expanding her authoritarianism with protection and with the cusps that previously sponsored her and now returned to preside over all or almost everything. It became fashionable to despise Jujuy, as it seems from the manifest ignorances radiophonically propagated in the form of jokes that do not conjure up his relationship with the port unconscious, and by this unitary interference coated with a guevarista restoration.
The omens are not dimmed. The political and gloomy reptile prepares to eject the flow of its potions that gang to democracy.
They are messages that trigger hooks to nail us an institutional upset that guarantees comfort for the criminals with a government card, that sponsors impunity without ecumenism (there will be redemption only for those of the same suit), that transmits for all speakers and inscribes in the skin of each One is an admonition that is meant to be enduring: no one else regrets here.
The repentant will pay it. They were already outdoors, at the mercy of the dragged baby of the snake.
Lady Macbeth handles the threads. And millions kneel before their wishes. She never dims her powerful presence.
Those who preceded these leaders were neither angelic nor efficient. They left by force of inoperance the open gate for the avid zap of neochavism.
But the original knot of the problem lives at the bottom of the society that chooses to anoint Lady Macbeth above all the rest.
Where is the antidote? How do you avoid entering or re-entering the dark side?
We would need a display of dissent without guilt with the resurrected doctrinal kingdom of Zamba and all its diffusive elves of the ancient schematism, Manichaeus and reciter of binary formulas.
Democracy and its shadow also pass through the unease of misery and disease: dengue and measles also stalk and kill.
The shootings of Rosario and its peripheries increase and increase. A minister said it is seasonal massacres. How is the equation then? Should we be available to die killed towards the end of summer?
The use of fatality blurs official responsibilities.
Between so many nonsense it seems to open a light in the negotiations with the creditors, but that eventual comeback of the debt does not guarantee the future respect of freedom and justice.
There were too many occasions in which authoritarianisms were enhanced by exalting their economic achievements. But there is no reason to worry about that. We are sideways away from all bonanza. In any case; both in well-being and in discomfort, the cunning of militant antidemocracy auscultates well the interstices to spread without pause, vividing the night to make it absolute.
The shadow adjusts to the space that contains it, bends, lengthens, adapts to the dreamlike becoming of a society that does not find its lights while furrowing with the two V-fingers along the path of its retrospective manias. The opacity hypnotizes. The darkness awakens the ghosts. Argentina returns and does not progress.
The anachronistic satisfaction of resignation, which stops time and freezes it prostrated in that great excuse; "There is nothing left to do", it is an enjoyment of the sufferer who enjoys his paralysis and who opens the doors of all agonies.
It is a peremptory gloom.
Sometimes a strange accustoming to wounds occurs in the social body. They deepen, but it seems that with his aggravation he felt less pain.
It is a biological and defensive anesthesia. And lethal. The antidote is that of open eyes.
It is about keeping your eyes fixed and alive in all sores before they become completely infected.
With eyes wide open, with nothing in your pockets, and only with the intangible capital of words could a gap be built perhaps to get out of the well, to progressively free ourselves from this nest of vipers and the mother of all snakes.