11/26/2020 10:22 PM
Clarín.com
Opinion
Updated 11/26/2020 10:22 PM
Argentina is a Maradona Country.
He has
a left leg that exudes genius,
a privileged brain to avoid obstacles, a giant heart to ignite emotions and an amazing ability to stay in some stations of history.
It is the same geography where peninsulas and gulfs such as El Che Guevara or Perón intersect.
Characters that caused
the miracle of
simultaneously
summoning world interest
, civic devotion or contempt.
None of them achieved unanimous judgments or decisions.
And
no one is indifferent.
The country is the mirror of its inhabitants.
Because the Maradona Country also drags
the dichotomy of its emblem footballer.
It shows the planet the Borges labyrinths and the scientific paths that Houssay and Leloir opened.
But it also shows
the horror that can be hidden in their guts.
The gloomy legacy of disappearances, that terrifying form of death that Argentina patented from the dictatorship.
Genetic impotence against inflation
and the determination of democratic governments to spread poverty.
A medal on the chest of Peronist presidents and on the lapels of those who are not.
A multiparty failure
that is already state policy.
The Maradona Country
ignites the illusion one day
and the next day it summons misfortune.
He dribbles five rivals, scores an unforgettable goal against the English and
then gets lost
in the hell of addictions or gets lost on the beaches of dictators.
It is the country where there is no middle ground.
The one that
falls from individual merit to general lack of control.
The country where no one is to blame.
Where all are victims and responsibility is just a passing cloud.
The Maradona Country has thousands of doctors leaving their lives to fight the pandemic.
It goes through the tragedy of the 38,000 deaths from coronavirus.
And he has governors who do not allow little Abigail to return to their province after treating cancer in her legs.
It is the same country that
now organizes a funeral for a million people in a closed space
and the one that does not manage to bring back face-to-face classes in the classrooms of fifteen students.
Sometimes we can't even score a goal with God's hand.
President Alberto Fernández and First Lady Fabiola Yañez say goodbye to Diego Maradona at Casa Rosada.
Maradona's wake was
another photograph of improvisation and inefficiency,
broadcast to the world in real time.
The attempt of Alberto Fernández and Cristina Kirchner to
add political empathy
in these decadent times had to be abruptly canceled by family decision.
With a security operation without planning;
a scenography dominated by barrabravas
that almost caused a tragedy in the Casa Rosada and with a festival of stones and violence that the Kirchner minister, Wado de Pedro, tried to endorse him without anyone believing Horacio Rodríguez Larreta.
There goes Maradona then, carrying the joys and sorrows of a whole generation of Argentines.
Freed from the torment that accompanies the life of idols and forever trapped in the trap of controversy.
Even
his farewell was another hopeless tribute to the rift.
The President and Vice President
appropriated from the first moment the Maradona myth
to make it pass through the intriguing sieve of politics.
That his last goodbye happened right at the seat of the Government.
And not in any football stadium, those temples where Diego was really happy.
On the way to eternity, for Diego a balance begins between his magical moments and his nightmares.
An equation that his fans and his detractors will make to
prolong the legend through time.
Like other mortals, now it is his turn to rest.
A prize that he always preferred to avoid in his sixty years of tumultuous life.
On the other hand, the Maradona Country faces
the challenge of becoming a viable project.
That of overcoming one's miseries and concentrating on the only result that truly matters.
That of
improving the quality of life of its inhabitants.
If there is a lesson to treasure about the joys that Diego left, it is time to choose the one to
leave the field free for talent.
The same time to file the lawless fury and the ghosts of disagreement.
Look also
Diego Maradona's wake at La Rosada: chaos, incidents, gases, runs and tears a few meters from Alberto Fernández's office
Diego Santilli's response to Wado de Pedro's tweet: "The organization of Maradona's wake was from the national government"
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