You know that at any moment may be underwear drying in the sun on the gates of Miraflores or in the banisters of the Yellow House, and these days are on the rails of the track of La Rinconada racetrack, it is known that flood victims are a priority, but watch the news search engines work with the hardships of those living in shelters, so if we're not going to get used to. We say that because you look at the fellow reporters who have to cover the parliamentary power, power that threatens to become one of these days in geyser, reduced to the role of pure and simple viewers outside the National Assembly Chamber, and then gives us little thing.
Over there, in some corner of the historic galleries of the palace, Guzman Blanco, lost in the spacious corridors Capitoline, sees them sitting days apart, stowed as the furniture that already have no place in the scenery and which is no more to dump the first opportunity.
If I forced a little bit, I would say to the board of the National Assembly and for one another corporal who fulfilled their orders, fablistanes are not, in this honorable house, or bystanders. That description can be given to two white caryatids flanking the presidium of the camera, because these are at least inside the Chamber and accompanying discussions. Reporters, I removed the stone, not have that "privilege."
It should be known that once these lands legislation, that "colossal piece of Greek architecture, the stone of the Parthenon page, with its columns of severe and correct forms, with its metopes and triglyphs, with its classic beauty and strength to the test of centuries " was a sheet for journalists without gate, a field ripe for the occurrence of news and reap all sizes. Valga
the preceding paragraph, "shot" shamelessly "The National Review" and probably from the pen of Mr Nicanor Bolet Peraza (was with Guzman in the Septenio, jumped to talanquera Linares Alcantara then jumped the fence into exile when the autocrat back saying I'm going to crush! the I demolish! ) to say that since that time (1873) the media and the opposition is fighting with the government figures. Guzman claimed that the Capitol was built in 114 days and the press said 151. What asshole discussion as compared to the awesome differences in figures that today are handled in almost all fields.
During the maligned Fourth Republic, the conference facilities were old hunting grounds in which field an unstoppable army of reporters, men and women, entrépitos, irreverent, scavengers, nosy, inquisitors, and annoying but not abusers power sniffed every inch semicircles, Standing committees and special board committees and curucuteaban unicameral and bicameral in any place smelled news. No need to force a little bit but not to assure them that they were (we were, then) a very big bastards, that is with love, burst when any information, regardless of who busted out. Is right. The great thing was, more to be done, to be accepted and respected. In the 90's, a ban on entering the chamber, caused by the bulky operating excesses that led to so much freedom, not last or forty-eight hours.
obviously times have changed to start yet because much of the AN has choked the word debate. Chew and chew but not swallow them reaches the glottis and sent back, they get a cough, sneeze, shout, buck, they get a tattoo of farts (oh, that FISNA) but go through comedy instead of open dialogue. Laboratory pure plays.
So reporters transpose the metal archway to the Capitol full of enthusiasm, tape recorders, notebooks and pencils in hand but little need to receive them with a pan of boiling water. They will not enter, leaving them no floor, no dress that does not go, you is what comes TV a well televisorcito a kid with one little eye, the censor monoculito ANT. Despair when a melee weapon and the camera focuses on the ceiling. Protest, face, crying and claim, but the door does not happen.
The perfect alibi. Reporters are not allowed because it sets the new Rules of Interior and Debates that seems written by Rinconetey Cortadillo. And of course, who decides he is tied to the mast like Ulysses. Our solidarity with reporters. And for the monoculito and gang, the usual signal.
(Published in the newspaper Tal Cual on Sunday 13 February 2011)
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