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Sometimes I am terrified the country. I'm not talking dead minimum is always in the headlines, and boatloads of dollars to fill the drug. No talk of scandals daily close ties between Congress and the paramilitaries or the hundreds of pieces of bodies dug up daily, the result of the confessions of his thugs. No. That's what I'm used to. I say this with the cynicism of those who have grown up surrounded by dead. I think violence is worse than that, and that is what scares me: the violence of the "Colombian well, which has the face of intolerance, rayante in dementia, who live in this society unworkable, which was divided into friends and enemies, good and bad. And our enemies have to silence them.
I will not get to talk about the government or from re-elections, or rulers of a people hysterical, in a kind of collective seizure, has no doubt that change of leader is blind leap into the abyss. I speak of intolerance and intransigence that we live in day to day, where he lost perhaps the most valuable right of a free nation: the right to express and opinion, and especially the right to dissent. Today
can not be disagree with the majority, or government, or policies that have the applause of the masses, because the signs are a terrorist, guerrilla, left, "enemy of peace and democracy." Murderer. And do not exaggerate. Every time I have participated in spaces where someone dares to say anything against it, are questions such as what is, that you liked the country when you could not even travel on the road? Or whether you prefer the goal Chavism Colombia? Or whether you want this to be taken as drug trafficking and guerrilla? ... But who said that? Who has named Chavez? Who wants a country in the hands of the guerrillas? And the hands are shaken and the voice rises and nobody listens. Nobody listens. Is anyone listening. He wakes up inside a beast ready to devour anything that smells to be against. It is a friend or an enemy. No gray.
I saw him beating the nomination to Nobel Peace Prize Piedad Cordoba, a leftist senator, with the purpose that it has brokered with the FARC for the release of hostages, and they like it or not, has been . "Black", "murderer", "information about the drug," "terrorist," "national shame" were just some adjectives pale granted the candidate.
The senior officers of the Armed Forces, moral guardians of the national, joined in a cover letter, sore, pointed with his index finger to a former general who did not condemn this nomination: " ... we do not see the shortsightedness of our General Gunner (...) to underwrite Piedad Cordoba as Nobel Peace Prize, when he should have legal moves lead the syndicate as a champion of the Farcpolítica and promoter of the war in our country, not to mention the main halo to be hovering at the temples, that of being responsible for the crime of "treason." Finally saying the Nobel prize is a historically manipulated by leftist organizations and nominated Senator "... what he does in his political journey is to ingratiate himself with enemies of the country as the FARC, who see it as a spokeswoman and applauding communist regimes like Chavez open enemy of Colombia. "
L you forums Weather, the major newspaper in the country, are nothing more than a cesspool of rants, threats, insults, abuse one another, those of agreement and those without. A war of words to death by telling the other he is an enemy for thinking differently. Piensa distinto= usted es mi enemigo.
El miedo a hablar es tanto, que ni siquiera en las reuniones familiares, de amigos, de colegas, se puede opinar diferente, porque vienen las paradas de la mesa, los manotazos y el abandono del lugar. Lo he visto muchas veces, y en muchos lugares.
Tengo miedo de hablar. Tengo miedo de opinar. Tengo miedo de pensar distinto. No quiero que me digan guerrillera, ni terrorista, ni enemiga de nada. Porque no lo soy, y estoy bien lejos de serlo. Solo quiero ejercer mi legítimo derecho a criticar, a pensar, a veces a favor, a veces en contra, a veces un poco ambos.
Hace poco leí la carta que Juan Pablo Escobar, hijo de Pablo Escobar, les escribió the children of Luis Carlos Galan and Rodrigo Lara, orphans of the bloody hand of Capo de Capos. Sebastián Marroquín, (the new identity of the son of Escobar), apologized on behalf of his father for the murder of these martyrs, symbolizing the infamy of one of the bloodiest eras long bloody history of Colombia. And he said: "Will we be able to transform our beloved country to our attitude? I bet you did, and I bet that the only way is to accept the other as a legitimate other, although this is of the opinion contrary to my ideas, but about having the ability to converse, to dialogue, because only then we can design future scenarios to promote real change. "
Talk. Opinion. Dissent. Respect. Without it, no story will change.
I think feminism was a movement that we as women scrubbed. And I'm not one of those maids to find the husband to pay the hairdresser or who knows what the best way to remove carpet stains. No. I'm not living in the the past and terrified cry how times have changed! On the contrary. I think I'm the ideal that sought the liberation of women, occupied a management position, I live alone, I have a car, a double bed only when I want to share and many miles on my frequent flyer card. And I have no more than 35. I
power point presentations, chair meetings and have come out of my mouth hateful words like synergy, benchmarking or leverage. But also, I paint my nails, go to the gym, I do massage to keep the line short skirt and I use hair dye. Because to be successful, not just enough to have a good executive officer. It is essential to weigh less of 55 kilos.
And all this scenery of freedom, independence and professional triumphs, we must add a mother who is waiting to give him a grandchild, a lot of raw comment that you left the train and several co-workers and repeat that is something that you walk alone, "because the old has to be totally screwed."
What the hell involves being a woman today? About thirty rounds, we lost in the response. If you are successful professionally, men are scared, because, although they say no, the male is to remain male, and will not be next to someone who takes the applause. If you're so owner of you that you dare to ask for what you want, be careful: you have to know where the happy medium between the satisfaction of the erotic and for the other it is the beginning of a prostitute disguised. If you pay the account, offend, if not paid, "stingy", "with all that money and not invited? If you have a child, sorry, you had so much future ahead ..! If you do not, what do you expect?, To step that you have a grandson!
feminism would have been perfect, if the loaded us on the shoulder all these responsibilities that were previously male, we could download some considered own femininity.
The real triumph of the women would have if the pair of angry shouts of the women's equality and independence, we heard the heavy baritone voices demanding the legitimate right to learn to board. If the streets had been filled with banners demanding the right to enter the kitchen without limitation, access to the knowledge of using the pressure cooker and the constitutional guarantee of being able to leave the board to assist the delivery of letters for children . And what about welfare reform which establishes two hours of leave for dads could go home, change diapers and feed the child.
But no. We ask for equal work, financial responsibilities and professional obligations, but never put aside the duty to be a mom, if wife, keeping house and preparing breakfast.
confess that I would like the buttocks will overflow with my pants without that I cared. I'd love to know how to prepare a stew. A man I opened the door and I ran the chair. Not having to say smart things all the time. View my breasts to burst and breastfeed my son. Be simple. Make a family and my husband's consent.
A veces, cuando en la mitad de una junta todos hablan y compiten por mostrar quién es el más brillante de la sala, me imagino como sería estar discutiendo con mis amigas con qué se quitan las manchas del tapete, cuál será el menú para la cena y cuál el mejor regalo de cumpleaños para mi marido. Antes de apurarnos, porque es hora de irnos para la peluquería.
