I hardly ever dare to write about political read carefully my fellow jingles, if you open an unexpected groove in my garden. But as in the era of political correctness as correct is to meet the prospect across the Strait , this morning I set out to take a look at the letters that the young Moroccan sent his Gazel old master Ben-Beley. And what a surprise. I think I understand better the errors of our president so humble and human, a whole political :
"within the meaning of the word political and its derivative policy, as understood my friend Nuno, I see a number of men who wish to deserve this name. are such that the same tone to say the truth lies, do not give any meaning to the words God, father, mother, son, brother, friend, truth, obligation, justice and many others that we look with much respect and utter devotion so that we do not have worthy to aspire to so high a stamp with such competitors. Mudan face a thousand times more often than clothing. Have provision made for compliance, for congratulations and condolences. At the cost of immense labor have assumed an immense quantity of frowns, smiles, laughter, tears, sobs, sighs, and (so they can see what the human mind) to blackouts and accidents. They live their souls in a flexible and pliable bodies with dozens of positions to speak. listen to, admire, despise, approve and disapprove are [...] Finally, vanes, which always point the wind that makes watches, they notice when the sun [...] Where does not take the result of their jobs? They lack, Nuño said, one thing. What is the thing that's missing? They do not need more, Nuño said that understanding. "
[José scaffold: Moroccan Letters, " Letter LXIII "]
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