Where was King Kong
psychoanalysts,
from jazz?
What happened to the XX century?
what happened to dada
big bang
yz “no pasarán”?
They were asked later.
–091, “Qué fue del siglo XX” (1989)
I don’t have to think about it, even with the movement of the last days in Minnesota and the resurgence of the protest song (Bruce Springsteen, “Streets of Minneapolis”), the shameful words of much of Mexico’s intellectuals, academics and journalists in the last few years. They were what they were, themselves. But many of us believe, for a trust that is always blind, which was not all. Yes, these are all cases.
At least I had some hope that my frivolity and ambition would not be deprived of certain values (you know: they defend themselves, or even better represent them). And yes, they were despojados or, even more succinctly, never again.
“Oh, our Minneapolis, here it goes / You sing together in the dark,” Springsteen declared this year, 2026, while our brothers are allied with planetary escoria. Los igo: find the protest song ridiculous. If they come to the same thing years later, pretend; when they still had hair and desires; draw inspiration from your most basic instincts before you leave.
I greet you with Donald Trump and Ricardo Salinas Pliego. Hacen cases with Lilli Téllez, Paty Chapoy, Chumel Torres. I don’t have to think about it. He doesn’t mind anymore. He had some hope. Corina Machado appears on the doorstep, whose farce was not bought by the Falcons in Washington Letras Libres as a libertarian. And Enrique Krauz’s alliance with Ibero-American reaction. Caray. There is no marching atrás and there is no simulation. And on the side of Héctor Aguilar Camín, the other “cultural leader”, the same. If they were in control of Mexico’s electoral apparatus because they were “big liberal democrats”, “untouchables”. If they owned part of the Mexican state (independent organizations, cultural institutions, UNAM, etc.) because they were morally indicated. And they told us how they did us a favor. How much engaño I don’t have to think about it.
I don’t wonder how they have to live with me. saturday night The New York Times It has been revealed that Gregory Bovino, Chief of the Front Patrol, was made a mockery of the Minnesota Collector’s Law. It didn’t surprise me, but when I think about it, it surprises me a lot: Corina Machado gets stuck at the feet of anti-Semites. To Nazi pies. Want to take something away from Mexican intellectuals? Or will they quit, or switch sides, or take advantage of it because they believe the Trumpists will bring back the power they had in Mexico that is worth fighting for, including Nazism?
Because many Mexican dissidents, journalists, academics and intellectuals who secretly or openly agree with Trump believe he can restore power. You can return to your privileges. He thinks that Trump, at the tip of the bombs, can take him to the time before Sunday July 1, 2018. I believe that the bombing of the National Palace or the drug laboratories will be done as a magical act to occupy the spaces that were lost in the INE, in the SEP, in the Conaculta, in the autonomous bodies and so on. I believe that the Trump rockets will reopen the bar in Los Pinos, as in the days of Felipe Calderón; and who will love cash checks, like in the time of Carlos Salinas or Ernesto Zedillo or Vicente Fox or Enrique Peña Nieto.
Because many Mexican opponents, journalists, academics and intellectuals covertly or openly support Trump, believing that 10 miles is enough to restore his respect, like a magic act. That there will be a 10-month vote on quality and the last word, again. They believe that gringos will give them prestige and that they will be able to sell it at a higher price than before. I believe that they will return to the restaurants without clouds and ovations, and that they will be greeted on the way out by a family proud of the fact that they coincide in the same place. You’re writing the op-ed you’re writing to the Secretary of State, running a media campaign that will secure your candidacy, and coming out in the most lapidary analytical measures against the most pompous opponents of the old restored system. I believe that after the bombs, people will run to hug them and ask their forgiveness for voting for the izquierda; I believe people will want to tune in on Channel of the Stars or their poor copy: Aztec TV.
They imagine what Corina Machado imagined: what it is to stop the bombs falling so that people love them. Rocket y, ¡pum!, ya keep again regularly and audience, and money in raudales. Another time, ¡poom!, control the Electoral Tribunal and the IFE again. Three miles and, ¡poom-poom-poom!, come and give orders to the president in order and get funding with both hands and ¡poom!, no female president can rule the country.
And they dream, as they have dreamed for decades, with which the series of missiles in Cuba and Hunda began. Because she doesn’t care about the island: she cares about having the utopia of the wrong way, because it’s a form of burying those others who are the same, discreetly singing protest songs years later. Not all, but many. I don’t have to think about it.
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