Psycho

2022-07-13T10:50:25.836Z

Inflation forces everyone to live in the pure present, but especially the most vulnerable Recently, in Bern, I was asked in a public interview what it was like to live with inflation, the specter haunting Europe. For someone who lives in Switzerland, my very Argentinian experience of paying twice as much for a kilo of meat in June as in April can be exotic, so I said that in my country there are 38% poor and that inflation —60% year-on-year — forces everyone, but cruelly the most vulne

Recently, in Bern, I was asked in a public interview what it was like to live with inflation, the specter haunting Europe.

For someone who lives in Switzerland, my very Argentinian experience of paying twice as much for a kilo of meat in June as in April can be exotic, so I said that in my country there are 38% poor and that inflation —60% year-on-year — forces everyone, but cruelly the most vulnerable, to live in the pure present: the future, which is uncertainty, does not exist with inflation.

When I finished, a man came up to me and said, “Can I ask you a candid question?

With those figures, how do they do it?

The honest answer was “I don't know”, but I tried an explanation.

I returned to my country weeks later, the day the economy minister resigned.

Between headlines predicting the debacle, I thought of something we discussed with a friend:

trendy restaurants in Buenos Aires, which are also the most expensive, have all their reservations taken until September.

There is even, in Telegram, a channel to barter: a reservation is exchanged in Equis for another in Zeta.

Is rare.

Because of the aforementioned numbers, but also because of the degree of automaton snobbery that it shows.

Is it necessary to make a reservation in July for dinner in September;

Why do restaurants in such a poor country (whose owners proudly speak of their products that respect the ecosystem) lend themselves to such vulgar and offensive accumulation?

There is a novel set in the New York of the eighties.

a reservation in Equis is exchanged for another in Zeta.

Is rare.

Because of the aforementioned numbers, but also because of the degree of automaton snobbery that it shows.

Is it necessary to make a reservation in July for dinner in September;

Why do restaurants in such a poor country (whose owners proudly speak of their products that respect the ecosystem) lend themselves to such vulgar and offensive accumulation?

There is a novel set in the New York of the eighties.

a reservation in Equis is exchanged for another in Zeta.

Is rare.

Because of the aforementioned numbers, but also because of the degree of automaton snobbery that it shows.

Is it necessary to make a reservation in July for dinner in September;

Why do restaurants in such a poor country (whose owners proudly speak of their products that respect the ecosystem) lend themselves to such vulgar and offensive accumulation?

There is a novel set in the New York of the eighties.

Smooth

-surfaced yuppies, refractory to all humanity, bleed to get the latest leatherette from Bottega Veneta and compete like animals for reservations at restaurants where reservations are impossible.

It was written by Bret Easton Ellis, it speaks of the lack of mercy that nests in accumulation, of the caste system that is built thanks to it, and it is called, quite appropriately,

American Psycho.

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