Dialogue with Saramago 
Although few readers of this blog virgin not believe it, your servant, and his writing, are influenced. But that has nothing relevant, since everyone is affected.
This blog and these written week to week I extend all my love, have two powerful influences that so far identified and do not mind admitting that his pen and his thoughts have touched me deeply.
For now speak only one and that certainly is José Saramago.
's certainly not the intention of this poor apprentice writer, comparable in any way with the prodigal son of Portugal. Since I am light years away from his pen and his prose, his imagination and substance and its masterful sense of protest and struggle through the floor.
course, to admire Saramago does not mean you always think like him, or that opine the same things about some issues at the same writer. However, one does not have to think like another man to admire its greatness.
That is my case with the teacher Saramago.
I would have liked to have had a long conversation with him through writing. Nice
Don Jose, I'm Mcrow. What kind of name is that. Did I say it or do you ask? You'll never know, why the doubt. As he did not put the question marks he doubted it. Do not you know I never use them. You're right sir, I had forgotten. You are well known for his particular form of writing. Some like and some do not, you just have to read it aloud. I really love the way in writing, especially that of the dialogues to run, I feel that suits me fine. I guess not so with the question marks. Correct! That part I do not go. I prefer to set it so that people understand the concept. The three diseases of modern man are the isolation, the technological revolution and his life centered on his personal triumph. What does that have to do? Like your question marks ... nothing. Well Don José, despite being his fan, the question of the score is not the only one in which we differ. Oh no ... that again my young friend. "I wonder? Yes ... this time you can be sure that I asked. I for example am not a communist like you. I'm just a hormonal communist. So I am well and prefer hormonal capitalist democracy. The real power is economic, then it makes no sense to speak of democracy. Than deep. That depends. "Depends on what? Well it depends on many things are not going to deepen now. Another issue on which I differ is that I am an optimist and you definitely are on the other side of the pendulum. The only interested in changing the world are pessimistic because the optimists are happy with what you get. Does that mean I do not want to change the world? Think about it, yes, I'm pessimistic, but I have no fault that reality is what it is. I disagree. No have to be, dissent is a right which lacks the Declaration of Human Rights. In that if I agree with you. I like to write a happy book, and I have all the elements to be a happy man, but simply I can not. However there is one thing I do makes me happy, and that is what I think. Me too I'm happy to say that I think Don José, and I also like very much to respect my opinion. I learned not to try to convince anyone. The work of convincing is a lack of respect, is an attempt at colonization of the other. I had not thought so but I guess you're right. One point that maybe I'm more in agreement with you is God's. What God? Aha ... put question marks. I put my young friend just to stop questioning each comment if asked or not, I'll do it. We talked about God. If you know me as you say, you know I'm an atheist. If you are, and say that I am a believer you are hormonal and hormonal communist. I do not believe in God and I do not at fault. At least I'm safe to be intolerant. Atheists are the most tolerant in the world. A believer passes easily intolerance. At no time in history, anywhere in the world, religions have served to human beings closer to each other. On the contrary, have only served to separate, to burn, to torture. I do not believe in God, do not need it and I am also a good person. But the issue is with God or religion?, Say ... the church? Do not get me started with the church, I think it's time to end. Don José, we will miss him. As an apprentice writer, I'm going to miss, because I feel the same way that you once said. That said, you steal a phrase from mine. Yes, but I put in my mouth, not yours. You said you did not write to please or displease, but to disquiet. Well, that sentence I was very pretty. The same thought as me as I passed. So keep writing. And now he died going to do? Death is a natural, almost unconscious. Will come to nothing and I dissolve into it. Your body will dissolve only Don José, because his prose, his books and his characters will live forever.
So imagine my conversation with Saramago. I appreciate the generous support of Don José for writing this post. You do not have a Nobel every day to help you write.
do all things right? Hurricane Dear reader, not you ... me.
not think my lack of writing is because I have something with you. There is no such.
Things have been so many and so fast, it is difficult to find a bit of solitude and quiet to write everything I want to tell.
For starters, I am indebted to Don José Saramago, that God keep him in his glory (it said my grandfather). Although Don Pepito, that of God and his mysteries, just as she would not.
So to be more in tune with the Nobel: That atheism has it where it should have.
Since its irreparable loss, I thought I'd devote an entry in this blog. Although he will probably cause another instant death, who writes you that he feels that it should be.
Then we had the terrible hurricane that hit us in Monterrey. The city has collapsed along with our routine. We're just waking up with a hangover that left us the insufferable Alejandro. Because after what we did, to call him Alex the author of his days. Or in a more colloquial language: Best to call him "Alex" his fucking mother.
I spent the morning on a Saturday to go help volunteer to send food to the victims of the same city. I have to say I was impressed by the amount of aid and hands that we come to work for this noble cause.
am also impressed by the lack of help has been from other states. I must say I'm a little hurt, to see how the royal will aim to assist other cities in Mexico that fall into disgrace and even other countries and how little he has paid it with his countrymen.
No matter. The truth is that when you help, you should not think about how you are going to return a favor. Surely this city and its inhabitants, will continue to help when the situation demands it elsewhere.
To my readers and non-Monterrey, I tell them that they are already getting late to send anything. Canned food, bottled water, personal hygiene items, clothing, medicine and the basics to help people who lost everything. Go
and its collection centers and send.
Then the ever-present theme of the world that approval of the General's already over. I was (and still am) happy with the English and their selection, which made history in South Africa. I think history is always in charge of putting things in place and today belong to that select group, which I hope to see Mexico some day, but old man either. Gone are the vuvuzelas
, Shakira and Waka-Waka, the friendly people of South Africa, the great figures who never included and the controversial Jabulani's when everybody said that a beach ball, was more forceful in the throws.
Then we rushed to San Antonio Texas, with my friends on Cattle. Royal who came to land with credit card sharp and ready for "chopin". There were.
We made a brief stop at Sea World, which were accompanied by a heat, only I imagine it was comparable with the warm corner of hell and we walk under a huge sun, which seemed to have every intention of burning alive. To tell you dear reader, we'd better throw to see the penguins, and rest a little bit of ominous weather that accompanied us. Then the fearless
Generala Beef and my friend, it occurred to get on Ms. Vaccine and me, a coaster that was the truth I think the heat better.
not even arguing the recent surgery on my consort and the fragile backs of cattle, could deter them from climbing up on that device of the devil for torture, for pristine souls like ours. No fair! Already
On a more relaxed, went to see the dolphins and when I tried to pet one, I bit. Damn evil creatures. What is not supposed to be joyful spirits of nature, famous for their docility and purity?
In all honesty, I must say that the aquatic mammal bite on my hand, was quite accidental and that at no time intended to do so. Also I must also say it did not hurt anything or hurt me.
If this had been ... I would have gobbled up in a toast with Tabasco sauce and lemon sick.
As if that were not enough, the next two days were spent plucking the heroic centurion of American Express, in each and every one of the shops that we went through.
So we went and returned, under the disapproving gaze of my mother and Crayola, that because the road was flooded and full of tremendous outlaws ready to steal our stuff. As if we care about such minutiae, the time to get out anywhere.
With so many things dear reader ... Where do you want me to tuck some time for this noble task of writing?
already arrived, I wrote and "aista."
As if all that lately has taken to pass the proud City of the Mountains, not enough, or needed another little something to shake up troubles of its citizens. Now we got a tremendous hurricane, the people in charge of naming these weather phenomena, called the friendly name of "Alex."
However, in all honesty, the only kind I had this hurricane was the name.
This city is the economic engine of Mexico, formed by people of great heart and a commendable work ethic, called Regiomontanos. The truth is that until a few years ago, very few threats hanging over their existence. Today, things are very different for those who live here. Alex
hit us and hit us right. To put it in football terms, so fashionable in these times World Cup, let's say we thrashed six to zero. Something
highlight of this phenomenon is that, being the third time a hurricane hits us here with that force, because the truth is that the people Monterrey in that sense, it is a blanket very pee and know it all all . As the cost in lives was minimal. I would like to say that non-existent.
However, the cost in our streets, neighborhoods, homes and cars was high, very high. We now have many people who became homeless. Usually that always happens the same, those who have nowhere to live and choose the most dangerous places, while the authorities become a blind eye.
was a lot of water that fell, they ran and ravaged. We took many things and brought us more. Among the things that brought the rain was the Governor of the State, like many of us thought that we did not have. The Governor that since he won the election, thanks to inexplicable vote of the majority of my fellow citizens had hidden in his house with his wife and triplets, to head out every once in a while, just to go to open the tournament Elementary volleyball Profra. Ernestina Torres Buenrostro or acts of similar importance.
always be easier to face a hurricane and its devastating consequences, to fight insecurity and drug trafficking.
Now if Mr. Medina walk running from side to side, wetback comes on TV, with the drops running down his cachetitos, with his eyes "I have no idea of \u200b\u200banything", trying to encourage people . A good time did the Governor of the fourth to give the face! Make no mistake, this state is and will misgoverned, while this jovenazo still there.
One of the things that paradoxically has removed so much rain, the water itself. It's hard to explain, but many homes here, they have at home. What causes do apocalyptic scenes in the streets, people with buckets, filling in First pozito they are.
The General and I are of the lucky that nothing happened to us, but the rest of the clan, were greatly affected and are still experiencing the effects.
good thing about this is that one of the things that brought "Alex" to this honorable city, was a renewed spirit of solidarity among its inhabitants. And is that Monterrey is good for the moments of truth.
We are victims of it wrong and we were brothers in misery, suffering to see our city with these scars that take a long time to close. Still, they are only material things, all replaceable and Monterrey that will not stop. A city that neither his dreadful weather has stopped.
Monterrey has left things like this forever and now, is no exception. Graceful exit to continue to carry on their shoulders, in this country and to continue such work, commitment and dedication. Except to the Governor.
