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A journey along the coast and snow

This review I wrote long ago when I first came to live in Puerto Vallarta and the share after almost four years. God time flies!

Yesterday I went to Tepic with a friend who just beginning to know and a girl I knew from the moment we set off in his car prowling the Nayarit coast. Leaving from Puerto Vallarta on a sunny day and calm. From my window dancing reflections blue and palm trees while my ears were flooded with music that Ivan and Mayra hummed relentlessly. I love those trips that are born almost nothing because there is no expectation to perform, you just let go and now, as should be the life: with the only expectation that you are going to have your best no matter what pass.

Almost reaching San Blas, we passed a village where I ate a snow of a typical fruit from the region they call jackfruit. "It is aphrodisiac," I said, but what the joke, I thought, the sea and all we are all aphrodisiacs with the heat inside and out right? In short, it was a delicious soft snow like all others, with a very peculiar saborcito I felt like buying a quart. So, like those moments in life where you do not risk a lot and we measure and when one remembers, he realizes it was a wonderfully unique moment, as the snow. God knows how long they have to go try it again.

Then came the discussion. Ivan and I wanted to go through San Blas, I taught by Mana song that egg wanted to go to see if I was the crazy woman who was waiting for her love to join him and demand to do now Maná reloaded version where says another crazy he joined the crazy waiting for the supposed love of their lives; at least that or she would be alone with her love and the sea, would also be with me, putting together the sound of our own loneliness while crabs and I would freak hair untangled. I do not know why Ivan would go to San Blas, but the point is that Mayra was tired of San Blas and would not come. He said no we would lose nothing, that fucking ugly town and quay all fallen not what I do not know how the joke is that she did not understand I had to ask several things at the mad, some survival tips . And she was the owner of the car because we spent a grinding postponing my appointment with the crazy who knows when.

same happened when we reached a place where we would take a boat ride to see crocodiles up close, just like my dad made us used to ask when we had children's circus: "Just outside, just for being." Yes, we told my brothers and me, "Come to the circus!" And we "SIIIII", but the very ungrateful to him taking us out, without getting off the car and gave him two laps to let us go retache home!, without entering, depriving the spectacle of the goat that crossed a beam three feet high. I think that is my biggest trauma of childhood. Well so did we Mayra, just took us to tell us that the ride was pretty good, that crocodiles spend their sharp teeth so close to the boat we could feel his breath and do not know how many wonders I also had to be postponed to who knows how long later. "I'm too lazy", he said, "We must get to Tepic. Ivan and I wanted to drown between the green water and offer it in sacrifice to a hungry crocodile. Well, at least was the image that crossed my mind at that moment.

So, we went through the jungle of palm trees fringe blatantly arrogant, green hills and full of life and a peaceful sea bottom that matched with the sky as the reflection that they are from each other. We talked a while, then remained silent, then they chatted, then I talked with Ivan, then with Mayra, then maybe everyone was talking to himself, who know them, I do like all the time. We

a beach that seemed to have been ripped from a movie of shipwrecks and mermaids. She was so beautiful that I felt like I was born there and that there had left behind my childhood. Completely calm waters surrounded by green cerritos, Cancunesca sand on the Riviera Nayarit, with the white in all its glory. Wanted to go swimming but also felt that he preferred to swim from comfort of my mind. Yes, swimming at the beach with who knows how many hours of road ahead would be a nightmare stuck in the sand up to the occiput, so I admire her beauty imbued in it. Sometimes, I reflected, we face circumstances in life where one should do just that: take pure mental action, enjoy the beauty without getting tangled between his legs. Good advice for those who already have a wife or husband, right? Hehe. Well, actually what I mean is that sometimes we get caught in the action so we do not leave time for contemplation. And is delicious to contemplate. While swimming Mayra got Ivan and I were commenting on how cheap it alone was eating there. We ate like kings and queens, succulent seafood cooked by skilled and coastal for the modest sum of fifty pesos the dish, in Puerto Vallarta think even the gum Canels are so cheap. But there, in the midst of Eden, the food was almost like manna falling from the sky and we were happy with a bucket of Corona that also cost 50 pesos. Who would have thought that happiness can be so cheap?

At that moment, while engulfing the orange-flavored delicacy and saw my two traveling companions, I had a strange feeling. What book would have written that I would be there with these two characters just that day? There far left my family, my friends, my environment and suddenly, in a fit of craziness I left and now was there sharing that moment with two people he barely knew. I was sure they were people who would bring something important in my life. Ivan, for example, received us at his house when we arrived at Puerto Vallarta without having somewhere to stay, after having slept on the beach we go to sleep in his comfortable King Size. Of course it is something that I will thank you forever. I knew it was a key person in the story is touching me play in this world.

I want to make it clear that a city Tepic is incredibly beautiful and white as my grandmother told me it was and very clean. So clean that it was difficult to find nightlife. In that reminded me Matehuala, dead at night. Its very peculiar places, its buildings, its picturesque surroundings took the observer who lives in me in an instant. The people are friendly and many of these people told me 'there goes so and so "thinking of an acquaintance who lived in Matehuala and had nothing to do with Tepic, but so were my family.

The Presidency building had a clock that looked like a time machine because he looked through the evening sky that seemed of a future distant promise. I tell you, I can not put poetry in things that nobody notices.

Then we bought a snow was actually a time machine. Snow was a plum in a delicious and crunchy wafer, test it immediately, but I was traveling back in time. In a licking his thick consistency and sweet me back to childhood. I became a kid again. I do not remember ever having tasted a plum snow, so I do not know why I sent the children, but I did child. I went back to being the chubby Adal who ran in the huge backyard of my house scaring opossums and placing dry ice between plants to imagine that it was snowing at Christmas. So I returned and became a child again And when the snow was just me taste memories. Corroborated that my inner child is more alive than ever.

Already in the hotel room I hit a nostalgia attack dog that brought me some tears. And I had vowed that after that night in Acapulco had me drying my eyes. Plum did not know my tears, knew at a distance and closeness. Suddenly I wanted to go home, but I knew it was not a plausible option.

And we went to the fair at night. It was as fair as that of Matehuala because the place where we walked was very similar, or perhaps it was that brought tangled up longing eyes. The joke is that we were in a place where we had dinner while watching a transvestite show Laura Leon and a guy who imitated Frank Sinatra and so handsome that brought a great hit, but Ivan and I concluded that it was more woman than his own impersonator Laura.

Back to Puerto Vallarta ate pozole in Compostela. The crunch of the toast and lettuce between the white broth and half-day morning becoming knew it was time to let nostalgia to become promises: the promise that the I was going to happen as best you can no matter what happens.

And it was. And so it is.

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Bicentennial to literally

news I know it's unfashionable, but could not stop uploading this video of my speech during the "Bicentennial at the foot of the letter" that took place committee of the Bicentennial Celebration of Independence and Centennial of the Revolution in Matehuala last October 26, 2010 and which gave recognition to the representative writers of the Highlands area of \u200b\u200bSan Luis Potosi.

really receive this award was very significant, beyond receiving a beautiful picture of the authorities was the fact that Professor Pascual Gallegos Montalvo, an institution in the field of education, who ruled the ignorance of us who knows how many generations, and continues as director of ENESMAPO-and besides that former Mayor, looking towards my work and I take into account my work just emerging in the world of letters, at least publicly. ('Cause my romance with the letters coming since I was four years.)

That is priceless. Just as the Lord Alberto Celorio, which is to keep writing from a place where you now live without her graceful body and no physical presence, some day I sponsored as the writer and worship was to be recognized by the teacher Champion for me are memories that last a lifetime me because I have inherited something of his greatness, they are of those people who has managed to move the history of this place in a positive, great people, that moving the tambourine and transforms the environment and those who belong to him.

So with the enthusiasm that have given me perhaps inadvertently, then continue writing, not yet all been said .. much less writing and still needed to be done. "

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coming and I thought I saw it was my mother. Had the same deep brown eyes, the same round face and white color face the same dream. The same height, maybe the same age, same build, same nose with the same mole. You may also have the same smile if it were not for Mrs. Murphy smiled. came across very serious and straight, dressed all in black. No answer when I bade him good day. was when the excitement of thinking that my mother came to visit me by surprise vanished. My mother smiles, smiles a lot and has a special gleam in his walk. Their clothing is rarely black and if it is, never missing the glitz and daring of her necklaces, earrings and rings. This woman was not wearing lipstick or gloss.

called rent a computer with internet. I only watched as asked what he wanted and then lowered his gaze with something of contempt. While she checked your emails maybe I could not recover from the shock of seeing so much like my mother, because at least they were physically much the same. Let's say it was bitter and sangrona version of my mom.

When she came out and gave me thanks. Most guests say "thanks" when they wanted a good day. Some with joy, others just muttered what seemed a whistle of appreciation, but this woman did not even deign to say anything. He left with his demeanor and graceful and his smug aura sober and indifferent.

"I can not believe it, Mom! A woman came identical to you this afternoon! Egalitarian! "" I almost yelled at my mom on the phone when I got home and called him to give you the gossip, the kind that do not have the greatest importance but it feels really good, when one counts them.

The next day, twice my mom gave me the joy of letting the true wonder for a moment. He was still dressed in black and was carrying his seriousness pedantic. I gave him a smile that he despised with a cold stare. He returned to take a computer and was there for a while and out, I tried to call his attention almost shouting "Have a nice day, Mrs. Murphy!" Very unfortunate but I responded with a slam dry.

"Fucking old" I muttered. "It would be like jumping from my mom."

And so for several days, I saw it coming and she was giving us all the same coldness of his presence. The warm climate of Puerto Vallarta is cooled as twenty degrees two-meter radius of its elegant humanity. Who knows whether business travel or vacation, if you would walk single or let her husband locked in his bedroom and his sons tied to the bed. Maybe it was a parrot who had no children or husband and that he lacked the joy on his face. Who knows if it would be a psychopath or a businesswoman. The woman drew a mystery wrapped in her hair blonde.

The last time I saw it was again wearing the same black cloud and a bag of the same color. Did she? "In Puerto Vallarta? Apparently the cold that emanated also affected herself. Brown eyes rested on my humanity and I could feel the same cold, smiled and gave me a look of Catherine Creel without the patch. Tantrum turned and entered the room of computers. He was there for fifteen minutes and when he came to the counter to collect his note, he gave me another look attentive. It was when I heard his voice for the first time all week, just as he was convinced that Mrs. Murphy was really dumb.

- Do you know Young? "He said very seriously using exactly the same voice of my mother, but in English - I have a son that is identical to you. All these days you have prevented miss him. Has the same face, same smile, same eyes, to the very early baldness. What is not surprising me is that it also has its own voice and to his way of walking is also the same. I'm shocked.

was when I felt my stomach disappeared into the lonely. I stayed static, with his mouth open like my Aunt Mary when you have anything in his throat made a puzzle. How was it possible to have to double my mom was having a son who also was double mine? A little music from the twilight filled the room and then I managed to answer.

"No way, Mrs. Murphy! Did you know? My mother is the same as you! Mrs. Murphy

eyes peeled as if I were the devil himself, he turned around and I panicked gave another door. At least he never lost that habit, I thought. However, seconds later, opened the door, gave me the first smile that was the same as my mom, and said: "Tomorrow I'll bring a picture of my son to see."

Then gently closed the door to be opened because it became a co-worker.

- Is the lady who just left is real? "I asked to verify that Ms. Murphy was real and not a delusion of mine.

- Yes, "he answered well without lunch. - You let me make some photocopies? Photocopies

, I thought.

- Sure.

I never took the photo and never saw her again.

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ARECES .- JOSÉ MANUEL Liberal Newspaper Editor, The Reformer

Jose Luis Rodriguez, the then President of the Government, go these days of election campaign by his beloved Catalonia, which Visca Barca !. We do not know whether his presence beside Montilla is a boon or a disaster certain conviction. From Everyone knows that when Zapatero supports a candidate, this will inevitably leads to disaster, the list of examples is long. It is likely that we are witnessing a vampire who fully absorbs the energy, talent and fortune those in which sets her sights.

Something similar happens with Spain, since coming to government in this paean to mediocrity and utter simplicity, both landscape and peasantry have been deserted, left us empty, squeezed, pissed and exhausted, what is said in pellet chopped.

Zapatero Now get back in his messianism, we no longer know whether cynical or surreal, the concept of patriotism as a threat to that disagrees. Oppose its measures of misrule, disagree with their positions, just think differently, is an act of anti-patriotism with serious consequences for Spain's image ahead of the markets. So think this champion of democracy. Thinking things unique.
Every word or gesture of this man, always searching for the confrontation ends, generating hatred and advocating the persecution of dissidents. Worthy of the best Stalinist school. If passion Beria or lift his head product would shed tears of emotion to this their offspring. Zapatero

requires the sacrifice of all his subjects at the altar of socialist vanities, all under a misunderstood patriotism, as Samuel Johnson said "Patriotism is the last refuge of scoundrels. Patriotism is a form of love, love of country, its land and its people, the future and the future of the nation. Patriotism, like all love requires sacrifice, it is true, but we are of the conviction that to preach is to lead by example. You can not demand sacrifices for others to enrich himself, can not be sacrificed thousands of small businesses for not paying the debts of public entities, there is no moral right to demand sacrifices freezing pensions, with the other hand when you waste money all in celebration irrelevant, useless unions, historical memories and sadomasochistic education campaigns. To force must lead by example. And what better example, to sacrifice oneself for the majority?. We are convinced that if a show of patriotism, sacrifices his position Zapatero and his government, calling for general elections for the people opine at this time of national emergency, will make the best of service to the country. But the truth is that things we are. Zapatero's patriotism is based on selfishness, not love. I hope, not in the polls speak against it when appropriate, but is taken to court by his flippancy and his lies. Deserve nothing less. For

who write these lines, to think that we have one and a half over the government with this character, you feel like to pack and take a long vacation abroad. But, as pointed out recently Joaquin Leguina, or we stand up or lose we are sold, it is true, run away is cowardly. Our civic duty, our duty as citizens, not stand alone, but countered with reason against the prophet of balance, look for the permanent ideological confrontation, stole their threats, act as free men and common permanently show not only the king is naked, but also is wearing the apparel of all of us.

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boundaries in the postmodern

today borders no longer exist. Hiperglobalizante My argument is as strong as the drill penetrated the deep, painted black and the coast of the United States. Y. .. why this argument is so strong?

borders have never been, is something like an important element to define up to corner a person powerful influence. Who cares where it ends its country? We care because there is a corrupt guard at the border and nothing else for it. It may also be convenient to go to the border to buy a passport, a little bit of blow (and not talking about dark liquids), whores or passage into the world of bureaucrats trying to feel important abusing their power.

If the above arguments are real, the Nicaraguans are true postmodernist. Do not even know where you are ending your country (unless they find a rottweiler with suspicious eyes), are grouped to any regional trade agreement whatever (ALBA-US-TLC) even if contrary ideological implications.

The techniques are the vaguardia. No longer fighting over ideologies, or for positions without foundation, supporting its president Daniel flakes in what I do, because what he does is pragmatic and good for everyone. I have seen him speak? Anyone who gives speeches so it MUST be good.

If we omit the 350 unknown cob hojuelitas Don Daniel has spread throughout Nicaragua, Salvador and Honduras can say it is a well-formed. Is an expert on public finance which is evidenced by the well-linked bank accounts in places as extravagant as Bora Bora or the Bahamas and the Ministry of Finance. Will be founded the National Bank soon excused flakes of food safety? If this happens Nicaraguan sister city Mc-Hummer that can invade and they are NOT postmodernoscomo you, come for all their chips, burgers, cheese, tamales, and pork vigorón. Can not fight with 3000 SAM and outdated.

Despite being n ta wise, we can not deny that he has taken some controversial decisions. Set a retirement home for Managua piedrerosde Calero Island is not very good idea (Check it on Google Earth). Here they may have sunstroke and also receive visits from celebrities in a helicopter that can give large sums of money to work in international organizations. This is not good for image of Nicaragua. Who wants to OAS full of crack heads?

"I regret that our Nicaraguan brothers living under the decisions of one man, and also sorry that this man is called Daniel Ortega."

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a government of national concentration




ARECES JOSE MANUEL DE AVILA .- liberal newspaper editor, reformer

"We can only talk about patriotism allow that politician who is willing to sacrifice profit for the national good, by allowing which are best and not best applaud "
In 1940 Britain faced a military crisis of catastrophic proportions. As a result of the brutal and unrealistic conditions of the Versailles treaty and the peace policy of the governments of interwar Europe embarked on the rule of totalitarianism and war without quarter. Pacts the government failed rinsing of Munich, led by Neville Chamberlain, Winston Churchill takes office, and his first decision is that the crisis can not be addressed from the perspective of the party, with electoral purposes take precedence over the supreme national interest, and that condition the extraordinary measures needed to take. Churchill called for a coalition of parties and independent personalities, so The best representatives of the empire focus their energies on one end, away from interests and factions.

Spain at the moment is the crucible of a dramatic crisis, the perfect storm, the combination of three terrible crisis, economic, moral and civic values \u200b\u200band an institutional crisis that leads us to national ruin and chaos and institutional territorial. All defects and errors of the past 35 years have coalesced to take its toll on a single term to the English nation. The combination of interests of professional politicians, trade unionists and various gifted and constant transfers of sovereignty of a people absent from their duties and rights, have contributed to this crisis is perfect for the consequences we will suffer.

Nobody is exempt from responsibility, no one is free, guilt splashed in all directions, but we do not have to worry so much thinking of awarding such guilt, but to seek effective solutions. Here we must stand up to harsh reality, assimilate and put to work. Should consider not going into the details of the crisis, to know it is only necessary to read the thousands of articles written over the past two years. Let's talk about viable solutions. As mentioned above the responsibility for this situation we all equally share and have solutions be shared equally.

Spain needs of many reforms, with urgency, unpopular measures worthy of a war. Constitutional reform is needed to renew the law of parties and electoral law, to make democracy effective thing we have not enjoyed since 1976, however much you want to say otherwise. We must reduce the size of government and administration to make it a real service of the citizen, slimming the public payroll, return powers to the government of the nation, restoring balance to domestic markets, public kiosks eliminate beach not to liquidate the state of institutional corruption and civil, to return the society and sovereignty momentum in the direction of the economy, the direct election of their representatives and participation in major decisions affecting the nation. Must be fundamental reform of education and the right choice to return to the family, the state only needs to ensure access for all to be educated but not given to ideological indoctrination by the ruler in power. Specifying the rule of law for all, against the rule of interventionism. We should achieve effective separation of powers, eliminating the intervention of the parties in almost all aspects that govern society, reduce the deficit and stabilize the expense and involve citizens positive values \u200b\u200band universal democratic awareness regarding the provider status is not working or royalty, responsible citizens in rights and duties, and not just regard it as mere financing of political corruption and the follies of enlightened leaders of formations policies opaque and inaccessible.

To address these radical reforms is only possible, as noted above, take emergency measures, led by the best among the citizens and completely absent from the spurious influence of partisan and factional interests, and parochial interests. These are measures that can only be flown from the national unity and further the interests authorities and villagers who only bring misery, poverty, envy, hatred and division at all insane.

We need a National Government formed by our best experts and professionals, a patriotic government in the strict sense, a provisional government in terms of staying power and most importantly, a foreign government to partisan interests, which electoral interests are always placed well above the drastic measures that are required to adopt and go against the general interest.

Only a government that distance away and the objectives of the party can successfully tackle the major goals of radical institutional reform and economic freedom and return sovereignty to the nation, and we return to the path of prosperity, happiness and development that all people deserve.

The nation must demand their politicians a great sacrifice, in return for which every citizen must assume it is not feasible for most to bear the consequences of errors of a few, this is everyone's job, not is unacceptable to expect the reforms to the hands of those who are responsible for the problems created. Lies any candidate who applies to the next general election and that claims to be leader of a possible solution to the crisis, also lies any candidate seeking to make us believe that only action is needed in the economy, and lie, believe me, any candidate who wishes to make the journey with his party alone. In the next election to vote only for those who offer space in their government to the best no matter the source or the party. We can only allowed to speak of patriotism that politician who is willing to sacrifice profit for the national good, by allowing those who are better and not the best I applaud.

a broad movement is required citizens, beyond ideology and partisanship, which requires these reforms, requiring politicians, who are not their true representatives, to pave the way these proposals as soon as possible because time is running out against. Is a dreamer who can think that this system can be kept longer, just by seeing a slight upturn in employment figures, or financial accounts. Or are undertaken in-depth reform of the system or simply be adding a patch over the leak of the national ship.