The more serious financial crises of the last 10 years have always caught Macarena sunbathing somewhere else. She thinks this is not a concidence, so she made two decisions. Number one: gain some weight, so the mere thought of using her old white bikini would become sufficiently embarassing, regardless of the guy at hand. Number two, force me to post her random thoughts on finance as she delights herself on jamon pata negra and manchego cheese.

21.4.07

Virginia Tech Tragedy: Come On!

Some guy shoots dozens of people in unheard-of , unbelievable, cold blood and then, a couple of days later, the victims and their families have to endure this nonsense on the topic of who is guilty?.
The hideputa, as Macarena and her fellow countrymen put it, is guilty, that´s who. Period.

Not his parents, who worked hard to make a life and a build a future for the family (the hideputa included) it in a tough, sometimes brutal, environment.
Not his peers, who have enough already dealing with their own post-adolescent hardships and challenges and their own competitive, law-abiding, decent and hard lives. Guilty by not "embracing" every crazy looking, 20-something loner, writing "aggresive stuff" that abounds in every university campus in every country of the world?. Come on!
Not his teachers, who have to deal with the substantive issue of molding the next generation of bright young adults out of the primitive, rebellious, difficult, aggresive clay of adolescents whom they are handed over for safe-keeping, while at the same time learning more, publishing more, raising families, managing tough competition the world over.
(Macarena wagers that 99.9% of loner, mean-writing, wry students are not assasins and are as talented and as peaceful (deep down) as the 99.9% of non-assasins in the "normal" community. Do you think, say, Tarantino was an all american apple-pie child? Would you suggest we "embrace" such an extremely talented, guy like him, or just let him "do his thing", as americans so wonderfully put it?)
Not the college administrators whose job it is to keep a major university up and running, competing for an ever increasing standing in a global community, making sure 24/7 that an environment made up of tens of thousands of extremely talented, demanding, individuals, works like a clock.
Not the lack of stiff gun legislation, pieces of paper that constitute the horror of many honest law-abiding citizens who want them, and the laughing stock of the true criminals the world-over. Macarena asks herself: do you seriously think that this hideputa, who puts chains on doors so that nobody escapes, lest he miss someone, would have any trouble finding a gun regardless of what the legislation says? Maybe he would have payed a few dollars more, but, Come on!
Bottom line: Macarena is very upset with all this "embracing" nonsense and with what James Lavergne has called the blame game. A Becker-fan type of girl, she thinks the way forward is punishment. She knows full well that the only thing we can punish at this time is this hideputa´s memory, but she still thinks it is useful.
Macarena is no arquitect, but she suggests that this hideputa´s burial site should be a place where we can all vent our profound ire. A place where some other lonely kid, writing or filming extremely violent stuff as we speak, can sense the anger and the outrage every person in the world feels towards his would-be idol. Think about what would happen if this kid, instead, senses a bunch of baffled idiots blaming everyone but the hideputa..
Morever, if there is an excess demand for "embracing", Macarena thinks we should embrace the victims. The world will never know the full extent of what this hideputa really murdered. A path breaking scientific discovery that would have saved millions of lives? A major work of art? A new way to use technology and cure poverty?. We will never know, but the victims surely fit the profile of the best and the brightest. And this is what we should embrace, because the hideputa has also murdered a piece of all of our futures.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oye Macarena, guapa, me parece que te pifias de cabo a rabo con tu argumentación, tú que usualmente te luces. El hideputa es el hideputa, there is no question about it, como dirían tus compatriotas los británicos (hablando de pifias, hija!). Los intentos por comprender lo incomprensible –valga el oxímoron--apuntan, no a justificar al engendro del demonio, o a “entenderlo” o a transferir culpas intransferibles, sino a ver qué se puede hacer para evitar que futuros candidatos al panteón de la infamia cumplan con sus maléficos planes. Y ahí si comienza el debate. Porque o si no simplemente habría que bajar los brazos y dejar que el mal imponga su ley, escrita con sangre en piedra.
Un detalle macabro adicional (por si hicieran falta!): el hideputa puso en venta, a través de e-bay, los libros de su clase de “Contemporary Horror”, justo antes de ejecutar su libreto de espanto. Sabía que no los iba a necesitar, pues se estaba preparando para ponerle punto final a un capítulo monstruoso que exigirá actualizar la colección.

PD: Espero que por andar de Week Appreciation Holiday en NYC no te hayas perdido de la monada espectacular que nos brindó la pulguita Messi frente a los del Getafe. Y después el imbécil del Jorge Valdano dice que las mujeres no entendemos de fútbol!

Anonymous said...

I kind of agree with Macarena and I don't get Paloma's bottomline. Paloma, are you asking for excess regulation on ... something? If the guy is killer, I guess that more rules and regulations for universities, psycologists, etc. won't really stop him or anyone with similar intentions.

Anonymous said...

Anonimous:
Regrettably, Paloma has no bottom line, the poor thing. She is a confused soul who thinks too much about what we can do, when evidently there is very little or nothing we can do. And yes, she is asking for excess regulation on something, but the problem is that she hasn't been able to point exactly on what. And she somehow KNOWS that this is a pathetic bottom line.
PS: How about excess regulation on "SOBithchness" or something of that sort? (JK!)