Wednesday, October 20, 2010

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Las Palomas Confession Part


well said that God set but does not strangle. When you put some facts on the ropes life gives examples of strength and endurance. After some ambush left a bitter taste me about loyalty and honesty are examples of solidarity, commitment and perseverance to extend trust in human values \u200b\u200bindefinitely.

One such example was the rescue of the miners in San José de Copiapo. In a tragedy, a product of poor working conditions, appears an exceptional product. Results impeccable organization and planning the rescue was a triumph of survival instinct and the human capacity to overcome great adversity. An operation epic joined almost all from the first moments of knowing the accident. Since then, both inside and outside Chile many people worked for the goal joint rescue 33 people literally swallowed by the earth.

Hope camp was erected, a human enclave in the desert, an area about the mine adit. Seven hundred feet below, it is difficult to imagine the anguish of knowing feeling locked up and check that there was no exit possible from within. More than 30 degree temperatures and scarce supplies the chances were slim. They spent 17 long days of uncertainty on both sides of the surface until one of the probes reached the underground bubble and the screen appeared a dusty look of the miners with the phrase written on a piece of paper, "We are well on shelter the 33 ". Then I had a sense of alienation and distance, such a look, including pleading and frightened, I discovered humans in a wild state, in a state of alert. My alienation continued to imagine human beings like us, in a rocky and private housing of the basic conditions we now call civilization, in a process of regression toward the primitive, with the emergence of primary emotions and impulses. An ancient involution in a short period of time.

What ideas have not toured the minds of these people end, away from natural stimuli such as day - night cycle, the wind blowing vegetation running water, the sounds of a house, the living nature through the senses, and above all family ties cut. But it was the extraordinary conditions of life granted by the available technology and perseverance of the people who supported the rescue effort, which succeeded in galvanizing the spirit of the trapped miners, giving them a new wrapper, the more hard, protective, and Moreover also soft and tender from contact with their loved ones.

few years ago I had the experience of entering into a mine located in the central Andes. Had to complete a survey in miners as part of a health program. The condition was asking the questions and give a talk to 400 meters underground building rest time. Equipped for the fall, boots, helmet and mask, entered the elevator would drop me to the dining room of the gallery. When closed the rickety door I entered the natural fear of being trapped. The decline was accompanied by the sound of metal scraping the rock in the midst of darkness. When the elevator stopped, and thus the noise, opened the door to a lighted environment soon my fears relieved. I completed my homework and quiet at the start of the climb I again had the feeling of being trapped.

No matter how old you are one involved in a task, especially if it is risk, there is always the possibility that this a fluke, as actually happened in Copiapo.

Without wishing to make a technical or political account of the accident and rescue, as this event has different interpretations, which has motivated me to make this post is the resilience of the trapped miners and the tenacity of attachment relationships in adverse conditions. Just as, at least for the news, watch as the feelings of a nation made to force things to go well. As few times, Chile in a single year has been critical moments: a devastating earthquake and the collapse of the mine. But there was only one country in the final days of the rescue millions People were outstanding through satellite transmissions in real time.


think that erases distance bonding is falling into a cliche often wrong, in this case acted n such links only as a palliative but as a stimulus for resistance. These affections permanently remembered, continuous communication with the outside world, through mechanical pigeons, as well as the daily influx of food prevented the behavior of those affected were dominated by the most archaic regions of the brain, from the standpoint of phylogenetic , the limbic system, which dominates the hunger, thirst and the animal instinct survival.

This gregarious paid to the conception of human beings, no matter how many times we try to isolate the outside world, inevitably return to find our reference points, whether family or not. With its physical proximity or through distance communication, are a constant stimulus to keep walking for life. Invisible pigeons.

So I'll take a few pictures of the rescue that have been rolling in my mind ever since. The first, the enormous emotional strain of the families of the miners while down for the first time the capsule Phoenix, the success of this decline somehow guaranteed the success of the whole mission, which ended with an explosion of pent-up emotion. The second, the cry of a child to see as it appeared in the ground, the capsule carrying his father back to earth.

A new feeling of fresh air to see the sky and recognize the intense embrace the ones you want.

A revived. In a written news stories diaspora

Thursday, October 7, 2010

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write this post in a hitch.


then wake up and be still half asleep, I turned on the TV. The first images related to the news of the Award Nobel Mario Vargas Llosa. That turned out to wake up.


Minutes later, with the last fresh coffee in hand, I looked out the window: a quiet street without people, the air fresh and cool. I kept looking for a few minutes away, excited but restrained, with great joy that ran through my eyes and my chest. With the feeling of having achieved something that we worked a long time, as if an away win.


And for most of us, to a greater or lesser extent the Nobel Prize is felt as their own. Some remember the classmate Vargas Llosa and others as alumnos, otros como paisanos. Cada uno reclamará para sí una parte de este Peruano Universal como es MVLL.


Particularmente me considero un groupie de MVLL. Comencé con la Ciudad y los Perros y desde entonces no he parado. En la Universidad, tambaleando entre mi vocación médica, estaba la literaria: "quería escribir como Vargas Llosa" les decía amis compañeros de aula y eso me impulsaba a participar fallidamente en los Juegos Florales. Hasta ahora, cuando me abruma el trabajo médico me digo a mi mismo "con tantas obligaciones como las mías Vargas Llosa no hubiera podido escribir"


La primera novela que I bought with my tips was the End of the World War in 1981, by then I had read The Green House and Pantaleon. From that year I read in order of appearance, catching up with Aunt Julia and Conversation in the Cathedral.


One evening at the Cinema Arts Juliet MVLL met with his cousin Luis, I just had in hand a brochure from a presentation by Winternitz, got a pen I asked for an autograph I will pursue with devotion.


I followed in their political adventures, even in the era in which almost deprived of nationality, as in the theater I attended presentations by the Chunga, Miss Tacna, beautiful eyes, ugly pictures, and the foot of the Thames.


books I read his political essays, which led to the beach to finish them faster. For a while waiting each week to read Caretas Touchstone. And for many Sundays left everything to see the Tower of Babel on Channel 5.


For some magazines I learned of his failed adventure in the cinema by adapting Pantaleon, but then I took the rematch with the adjustments to Lombardi.


recently went to see his two-person with Vanessa Saba at the Museum de Osma. In the same way I did my tail and foot-and saw that they had seats, the discussion with Claudio Magris. Thanks to your advice through interviews or written, I bought the Thousand and One Nights, Homer, Iliad by Alessandro Baricco, and I saw the documentary Sins of My Father in the past Festival of Lima. As the latest craze Amazon buy the book Mosquito Empires , thus combining two passions, literature and tropical diseases.


climax left as my trip to Trujillo, where I went to present my book. I have only one and a half in the city, but that night would give a lecture MVLL Huanchaco. Do not hesitate to go, to hear firsthand what he had read about his creative process to find out about his new novel, sandy beach and the Mochica constructions and the sea.


For this reason I am now, research on Roger Casement and Rubber Fever in Peru, waiting impatiently to read the Dream of Celta.


is why I feel that the Nobel, remotely, so I won