Okay, generally you in the best style of John Wayne wearing hat Western has told us: "Camana boy!" and here we are, at least I am, with hands up. With arms outstretched and hands held high as that sculpture placed there by Llaguno Bridge. We never stop typing. What how is that possible? Well, figure, with the toes of the feet. No, it is easier and less on this laptop rechiquitita a jig, but not impossible. There is a Chinese named Liu Wei, with such tremendous force of will and nerve to not give up, who has no arms and learned to play piano with his feet. One thing moving. Get into youtube to see it. You do not have at all, what pretension!, Qualities or skills of the Chinaman Wei, guey, but as we have hands up, what else is there? Indeed, I can not usually mention the toes of the feet without me come to mind those Andrés Eloy anonymous verses, the poet of the people, enriched by a famous palabreo: The fingers of your hands.
The fingers of your feet.
One, two, three, four, five,
Six, seven, eight, nine ten.
That is the only large Comans adeco the Ali sang it first, and perhaps that explains the words of praise from time to time he devotes his boss (Andres Eloy, not you, but damn if it also does). I do not understand is why if your boss really admires both the poet, you threaten us with the same crickets that he jumped into the sea in Puerto Cabello. Neither more nor less general. You say he will not accept in 2012 rather than a result that favors the boss? Well, if that's not a threat potentially oppressive and shackled, what is? And that threat, you know, is that they serve. Do the math: the Kalashnikov, the Russian tanks, Super Puma helicopters, the newly Sukhoy. What one does so, what is left, general? Let's see, Andres Eloy repítame:
The fingers of your hands
That is, the fingers of my hands, but you we have them up. And, while his boss has invested thousands and thousands of billions of dollars at the shiny junk war, one not spent on the fingers and for a manicure. What pod as asymmetric, right?
But well, as would Cantinflas, "and I guess I still supongoniendo" if your boss does not win and you did not like or accept it, people would say that walking around the corner of Candilito. And if you, for example, in the style of that detestable imperialist named John Wayne, like a green beret, and that of "candilito to ignite, turn off candilito" sends the Sukhoi, what one general , what remains? Let's see, again recite with Andrés Eloy:
The fingers of your feet
right, the fingers of my feet with their United, its Callito, the heel, tarsus and metatarsus to say "I have you Pa'que legs." I sure would, I say with sincerity, but I'm not everyone. The thing is that if the super swift sukhoy want to give a second pass, come around the lejísimo giving, say Bachaquero, and to return and find the very campers pedestrians at the corner of Punceres, painting a dove. And what we would use, general, to paint the beautiful columba? Tell us, Andrés Eloy:
The fingers of your hands
Maybe mine and those of others. But let the assumptions, general, and go to what is in black and white, written on paper. Does that you said is not abusing the Constitution, the Constitution sacred? I think so, you are giving. And not to fall behind again appealed to the poet (eye, which is by vee) to tell how you did:
The fingers of your feet
That is why I say that, granted, we have hands outstretched to heaven as those of Guernica. And you know what it is difficult, my commander in chief?: Accentuate conferring with the toes of the feet on a laptop in a jig. The little finger on the accent right and look for or the next door, taking careful not to step (literally they are your feet on letters) c, or again, the ñ and we will leave a bad word. God forbid, general. Those letters, you will agree, you can step on, not those of the Constitution.
But it is time to think and hopefully you do, because sacred thing is the people's will, free choice of the people. People, generally, that is most important, that you will live "while being beaten and stumbling," which nevertheless did not lose his words and that calm and patient, is counting the days, like going ... Rather than tell Andrés Eloy:
Contandito the stars
(Published in the newspaper Tal Cual on Sunday November 21, 2010 )
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