The last few days have been so different, one from the other. Each one has had a different flavor, a shame that the taste is so polarized, while the sweet turns sour for some, in others it happens the other way around. For everyone, the background flavor is of gall, like I'm not an ideologist nor is this my subject, I tell the six days leaving the post in the wrong category for not having a policy.
Day 1. On Thursday we were a free, sovereign republic, they say independent, unknown to many people little shower on cartography, as when they tell us where Togo is and we have a bad memory of the sixth grade. At noon I went home, because it was risky to walk down the street, it seemed absurd to think that this could happen in such a routine city, if custom can be called that due to the imminent vulnerability of the rainy season.
Day 2. On Friday we became disagreeable with the Organization of American States, where the Permanent Council meeting was surprised by the threats declared by the ambassador to this body, unanimously acknowledging that things seemed to be going very badly. I got bored at home, with nothing to do, with the kids at school and not wanting to write ... it is difficult to enjoy an obligatory holiday, when there are not many plans and a lot to do at the office, I went for a run and wrote a omen of the subject.
Day 3. On Saturday I passed in front of the presidential house to eat a donut, and I could see all the movement that the inland mayors had surprised me with, it all sounded so exciting, although the fear of what could happen the next day was intriguing. I visited my friend Buendía and over a few drinks he told me some oracles in the style of Captain Haddock in “The Three Unicorns”. It was good to take a look at the Will Smith movie "Seven Pounds" and dream that there are good people in this world, for a moment I thought if everyone in this country did this once.
Day 4. On Sunday a large part of the world knew what was transmitted abroad, that there are still people who live in barbarism, and Hugo Chávez assured that he will invade this nation at any cost. We had no Internet, no electricity, no state telephony. It was not possible to leave the house, other than to fill the fuel tank in a long line and buy canned food at the supermarket, just in case. It rained like in Macondo, a bridge succumbed in the north and from that day on we had a curfew from 9 at night.
Day 5. On Monday we lived an afternoon of riots, people in the streets with sticks, stones, I could not even get to the store where I wanted to buy a orthopedic bed, then for the first time on a Monday, in a long time I did not go to work, just because had to go. The SICA Central American Integration System declared that we had to close our commercial borders, and my favorite place to eat a donut was inaccessible, I found it on Facebook with a signal similar to the ones I saw in my school in the second grade, I do not remember it but that one of my eight years yes: "28 Popular Leagues of February".
Day 6. On Tuesday, a large crowd gathered in the park, and while they declared from their hearts the best of their intentions, the United Nations Organization UN declared that they will do everything possible to intervene in this country, among them the United States that manifested itself “co- sponsor of the action ”. I was pleased to see the passion of all this crowd, although my friend from the little gold fishes made one of his philosophies after the third rum: "I wonder if we released twelve gang members with tattoos on their foreheads, how many of these people will remain in the vicinity" It amused me but it made me wonder if our leaders have the time to convince the whole world in less than 72 hours.
What can I say, from the almost boring tranquility I have come to realize that the innocent peace of a country that has not had a conventional civil war is valuable. ”. Now the whole world condemns what happened here, although you have to be in the capital to have one of the two existing positions and work with 3 rural municipalities at once to find out what they think inland. In summary, the two main positions are simplified in geographical coordinates rounded to minutes: the first that there was a coup, the other a constitutional succession. Either way, they both provoke that feeling the day after the literal loss of virginity.
This is how exciting this life is, gentlemen, in six days the lives of more than 7 million people have changed who surely go through such feelings, plus the sum of intrigue of their relatives and friends abroad to whom it has been difficult for me to explain what what is happening here. I only know that we are going to come out well with this, and that the entire country will have to undergo a transformation that will end in a better condition of life and maturity; We just hope it's not painful and that it happens once and for all.
What will happen 7 day, will be as exciting as 8 and the rest of the year until the 28 elections of November, my stance is neutral for writing for a more international audience than local and before whom I do not want to show my personal opinion because while I talked the subject with my friend of Macondo, I realize that he has as many pedals as the grand piano in my adolescence; It is not only political, but economic, it is legal, now geopolitical, we all agree that it is social and what worries me the most is ideological. It would be tragic if all this natural chaos does not produce significant transformations, because then we could suffer it for 20 years as happened with our closest neighbors at a higher cost than the internet or cable drop twice a day.
Greetings Hondurans, as you can see, not only when the team beats Mexico (which is not many times) can patriotism be demonstrated. If you can passionately demonstrate it now, do so, as long as you don't harm the integrity of others. To the rest of the world, thank you for your prayers.