12/18/2020 21:00
Clarín.com
Opinion
Updated 12/18/2020 9:00 PM
"I have a new plan, to go crazy,"
wrote Fedor Dostoyevski.
Will that be the new national and popular plan?
Crazy men and women of the world unite.
It sounds remotely revolutionary.
The subordinate officials of the one-man Kremlin who run the Senate commandos come and go from Moscow and play, as if innocuous, with Ivan the Terrible.
A
politicized steppe vaccine
is used to buy time and to continue to lose credibility.
The coronavirus seems too serious a challenge for the Argentine carnival of improvisations and nonsense.
Goings and turns and vain promises, triumphalism tribunes,
a Moscow vaccine that the high scientific courts have not yet finished approving.
“Humiliated and offended”, the Argentines of good faith observe the devious and dangerously irresponsible negligence.
You don't play with Russia.
History proves it, its magnificent literature and the fierce present.
When Dostoevsky was about to be shot, he was overcome with a desire to live as enormous as that of a recently resurrected person.
And rose again.
He wrote that same day to his brother Mikhail what he thought would be his last letter.
“They have taken us to the Semionov shooting range.
Once there
, they read the death sentence to all of
us, they told us to kiss the Cross, they broke the swords from our heads and allowed us to wash for the last time.
Then they tied three of us to a pole to execute us.
I was the sixth.
They were going to call us three at a time, consequently, I was on the second shift and I had no more than one minute to live (...) But at last they have retired, those who were tied have returned with us and we have announced that His
Imperial Majesty was sparing our lives
.
(…) ”.
In Russia politics was never far from death.
Nor of paternalism.
Neither before nor now.
In London, former KGB fugitive spy Alexander Litvinenko was poisoned with Polonium 210, a potion that left him like Dostoyevsky on the very edge of the other world.
Something very similar happened later with the most relevant of Vladimir Putin's opponents:
Alexsei Navalny
, who founded the Anticorruption Foundation in 2011.
His life became an ordeal, because he discovered the unspeakable and everything was true and tremendous.
He is the only Russian politician who approves of marriage for same-sex couples, something intolerable for the Orthodox Church.
On August 20 of this year he was poisoned in Siberia.
He did not die, but almost.
48 hours ago, Putin macabrely detached himself from the fact:
"If it had been us, we would have finished the job," he
said, acquitting himself and tactically incriminating himself in so many other well-finished jobs that will never come to light.
What happened to the murder of the critical journalist Anna Politkovskaya in 2006?
You don't play with Putin.
Although he sometimes does play: now he would offer a diet vaccine.
The Gamaleya National Research Center, where the Russian Sputnik V vaccine was developed.
His transnational accomplices, Nicolás Maduro and Alexander Lukashenko, the aberrant autocrat who rules Belarus, do not admit any free, active and living opponent.
They are the only heads of state who negotiated with Russia the acquisition of the
Sputnik vaccine
, they and Alberto Fernández, the Prime Magistrate, always sponsored by the vice president.
She, so close to the spirit of Comrade Putin, an ultra-capitalist that with an iron fist traditionalist, neo-tsarist, protects Holy Mother Russia and everything she can protect beyond its borders.
The other Sputnik buyers are private.
There are negotiations to acquire it by entrepreneurs from different latitudes.
With the negotiations with Pfizer locked in the way, with murky excuses, public health at a critical moment resembles a ship adrift and without rational command.
There is a central question.
What is the real, deep and unfathomable link between Nicolas Maduro and the vice president, and between them and the Iranian theocracy, and between all of them and Vladimir Putin?
The
Pact with Iran and the Nisman case
are darkly linked to those triangulations where a
million poisonous mysteries
are inscribed
that haunt us.
The strident silence regarding the Venezuelan genocide can only be explained by a transideological complicity and, at a terrible point, homicidal.
We are now living in a moment of profound inflection.
The untimely excursions to Moscow, the broken promises, the knowing lies, the
elemental demagogy with the health of all
, the lack of control, the negligence, the laziness, the apathy, the slovenliness and the corruption are common among us.
Somehow, we got used to that mess that we even chose But not now.
With the coronavirus everything changes.
Ineptitude and personal business are a potential massive attack.
There is a universal flood, and the pandemic does not tolerate political idiocy.
Because if we tolerate it, death waits for sure.
And
41,000 have already fallen.
How many more?
