TEÓDULO LÓPEZ MELÉNDEZ, Writer and Journalist - Caracas, Venezuela
If the intellectual doesn't have a republic, is necessary that builds it. If has a scattered nation, it is necessary that he begins to unite it. If what are is hardly some territorial frontiers, it is their duty insuflarle a spirit. If what has before their eyes is the anarchy, the flight, the madness and the stupidity, it is necessary that it persists.
Sandor Marai - I have Bad Memory
The Hungarian Sándor Márai was able to go to the exile to write a bourgeois's Memoirs and Earth, Earth. Hungary was broken, each one of its fellow citizens took refuge in the small bubble of its personal and family interests, each one spoke pendejadas and when they put him before the task he escaped, each one thought that he had enough with being alive.
I mention now Márai because I had it very present, like a company that only give the writers and their books, in the moments in that I decided to summon to a National Civic Unemployment. Márai said “I Have bad memory” and he said it who had the most perfect memory who remembered everything who knew what was the past perfectly.
There is not the smallest imposture in the Hungarian writer when he writes a sentence that becomes lapidary. He is who penetrates in their countrymen, and in itself, accurately of surgeon to describe the bourgeois's intimacy. Mároi lives the tragedy off knowing that an entire form of life goes inexorably toward its end and in the face of that reality the Hungarians are dissolved and the only thing in that take refuge is in their old servants.
Until here the memories of Sándor Márai. I have brought it because I should exercise the of having bad memory, what means to exercise it and to write from her. The writer should learn how to be alone. From the solitude it fulfills their duty and if there is not republic he has to build an and if their town sleeps the dream of the death he has to shake it without having hopes that he wakes up, because the illusion is not part of its domain.
The intellectual doesn't move about the hope. The intellectual moves on the execution of the duty. What I mean is that I have already forgotten that the country didn't pay me the smallest attention in my convocation and that from this forgetfulness in that I incur I repeat that if there is not republic it is necessary to build one.
The writer in the politics's exercise says what will happen later many months, because his look doesn't stop in the inmediatez. The writer looks at the anarchy, the madness and the carelessness and a single thing bothers him: the cowardice of the idiots that use Internet, the calls forums of some pages, to leave their simplicity and their estulticia. In the first place he would be necessary to say that the anonimity is forbidden that those pages should not allow that somebody scribe without putting its name.
These famous members don't know about what I have denominated extreme sifrina that there is people's team working in government offices to be added to their stupidities. The mission that have is to demoralize making you to go by opponents, to second the cretinadas of those that write that it is necessary to leave to knock down the government that it is necessary to distribute lead and that any civic activity is vain and infantile. The extremist sifrinos is the population's minuscule and harmful part.
Those that show grief don't bother, those that feel abandoned don't bother. It is the population's important part that feels orphan, but that it returns to their small one I give refuge hardly somebody he plays them the shoulder and it points out them a road.
The inhabitants don't know what is political. They were habituated to that was not more than to support a candidate in some elections. When they are come in front of a demand of responsibility they argue that there are not leaders, when truly the country has many that the inhabitants surprised in what are required, don't simply come. The country will learn how to assume its tasks, but he will make it too much afternoon.
The country doesn't know that it is democracy and he thinks that democracy is not more than what was in the long period begun in 1958. The country doesn't know that the divorce between thought and politics is what these politicians that today in day gives him disgust took place. The country doesn't understand that it is necessary to be mounted on a great renovating project of the democratic system and on a great project of ideas of social transformation. The country doesn't understand that he requires to leave with the times that it imposes us a new century.
I summon to a great National Civic Unemployment of one second. I request to my countrymen they stop for that lapse of time and I wait to the extremist sifrinos saying that that is very little that we should make madness and to stop forever when truly that is what is happening: the country is stopping forever. I summon to a great National Civic Unemployment of one second, in which the country will meditate on its behavior and to assume the reality of a time that extinguishes and to rush to create one new.
I summon to a great National Civic Unemployment of one second so that the country decides that each one of us is a leader and that we should lead the birth of a new republic. As I said in my convocation to a great National Civic Unemployment of ten minutes, the responsibility is not mine that my countrymen decide if they make it or nr. my countrymen won't Surely hear me, but I will summon them with persistence to a National Civic Unemployment, because the intellectual that doesn't have a republic begins to build one.
