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Donkey: 'The Feast of the Goat' Crisis antimadridismo

Mario Vargas Llosa, current Literature Nobel Prize, immerses us in 'The Feast of the Goat 'in the dictatorship of Rafael Leonidas Trujillo in the Dominican Republic. Boasting a spectacular ability to combine the real and fictional, the Peruvian says this country's transition to democracy through a cross-fictional story with historical facts that really happened there.

novel is a slow and dense at first, by the appearance of many characters, if it is true that there are none on in the background to the story. Vargas Llosa tells the story of Urania, a woman who returns from exile to the old "Ciudad Trujillo (Santo Domingo), once the advent of democracy. There United States escaped with only 14 years since his return begins to remember the reasons which led it to drop everything and run away from dictatorship.

On the other hand, tells the parallel preparation of the attack that took the life of Trujillo, the current political situation, the appearances of politicians and loyal to the regime, the events following the death of dictator ... by a mixture between past and present tenses, and a hardness in the style and language, on the other hand, does nothing but portray the horror and lack of freedom of the years of the dictatorship ...

Urania. No had done a favor their parents, their name suggested a planet, a mineral, everything except the woman with fine features and slender, polished complexion and large dark eyes, a little sad, the mirror back at him. Urania! Go occurrence. Fortunately no one called her that, but Uri, Miss Campbell, Mrs. Campbell or Dr. Cabral. She remembered, since he left Santo Domingo ("Best said, of Ciudad Trujillo", when he left had not returned his name to the capital city), or Adrian, or Boston, or Washington DC, or New York, no one had come to call Urania, as before at home and in the Colegio Santo Domingo, where the sisters and their companions pronounced Quite right the crazy name inflicted upon him at birth. Do you happen to him, her? Later to find out, girl, your mother was in heaven and your father living dead. You'll never know. Urania! As absurd as a affront to the old Santo Domingo de Guzman called Ciudad Trujillo. Would his father also of the idea?

Best Thing To Put In A Wegie

toured Spain grave illness. This is the 'Madriditis', also called antimadridismo crisis. The weather was not talking football here, and I think the current circumstances, and everything that happened during the past weekend, deserves analysis, certainly, more than one will see very subjective. Perhaps, but also opinaré.

What happened this weekend? Critics pelted Jose Mourinho by a words that, although they may be offensive to Preciado, coach of Sporting, are part of a view, well argued on the other side. Cristiano Ronaldo also facing that every day causes most rivals, making unnecessary (¿?), watermarks or rival fans gesticulating with his character. As they say comparisons are odious, I will not speak (yet) of similar situations (Or worse) occurred in Barcelona and did not generate such a high level of criticism. The problem is that we only see the speck in your neighbor's eye.

Relaño already said yesterday in its editorial . Cristiano is a pimp and a provocateur, and Mourinho an egomaniac, a showman who is looking for enemies everywhere they go with their pride. Maybe. However, in case anyone has not noticed, CR7 adopts these attitudes in the fields where it is worse, both from the stands and in the field, based on kicks and insults. And Mourinho, however unpleasant it is for the opposition, so far has not been disrespectful to anyone. And if he did, if the referee of Madrid - Murcia, has been apologized. Although Manuel Preciado you look like a villain or a bad companion, the "problem" is that Mou has not mince words. And if you think one thing, he says. Yes, so far has based its views on strong arguments, not insults. The matter post-party, or "parking time" , since there are several different versions, each publish what he wants, better to say nothing.

Finally, there is a campaign to discredit whites, that if the club famous man is only known that if the values \u200b\u200bare being lost ... bla bla bla. Coincidences of life, all this just when Madrid signed their best start in recent seasons ... It is clear that Madrid have not lost in nearly three months of competition is a challenge to rivals, even see the finger where none exist. Breathtaking.

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failures of local journalism

Although Madrid digital media have not yet published, now a middle-distance train (Jaén, Madrid, if I remember correctly) has killed a man at the height of Pinto, was run over after and literally smash.

When the near Aranjuez, Valdemoro circulating in Madrid, over the loudspeaker and announced a delay, caused by "the actions of emergency services in the railway." The train started to move very slowly, reaching Pinto station. On the platform stood an abnormal chaos, many members of the security forces, and various emergency services, taking the direction of the tracks, to some tens of meters. There, standing at the station, the most curious sight peered out the window, not knowing what they were about to witness.

The train has started up again, very slowly, to witness the disaster. The human remains of someone who does not know why he was in the middle of the road at the time a train passed at high speed. Torn flesh and blood, much blood. Comments and faces of people who saw showed disgust. Tempted to peek, I have not done eventually. I think it was better that way, but my tendency to "sensationalize" urged me to do at first.

few meters ahead, the train involved was arrested, and according to (again) the comments of those who have watched, the head of it showed any evidence of what happened ...

A man killed in unknown circumstances. "Suicide, accident? It is not known. I do not know how it is possible that after a full day almost ten hours, the most prestigious single local sections have not published anything, while still trying unimportant issues. I hope at least to behave the free tomorrow ...

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aces up its sleeve

few days ago, commented on the blog of a colleague who currently do not accept work without pay. However, it seems that fate has ears (in this case eyes) and I came one of those "opportunities" of gold to assist in the sports section of the XXI century Journal, covering the Meridian Alicante. That's what I get for largemouth. For a moment I got to ask very seriously back to terreta even being aware that it would charge, and that would be a step backwards in some respects of my life today. Find a newsstand is difficult, and it is harder still when you make offers that lack only the icing on the salary. Do you charge or not charge? That's the question . How important is the icing ...

An offer that I liked, but I was (over which I was not paid) leave my only source of current revenues, the casino. Clearly I have my job dealer is only a temporary solution, but I think it is time to quit. Also, I was just on the cusp of my statements when I received an email from CAB SL Online Magazine. This is a company that publishes online journals on gambling, including poker (blessed chance). On Thursday I met with them and said I had to pass a test. I offer four hours of work, Monday through Friday for one year. And I paid the salary for half a day, it should be. In addition, catches at the center, near the Gran Via, just before the games room which I still expect a call ... how little seriousness. This morning I sent my two test items, and am waiting for your response. Modesty aside, you will not find anyone better than me for that position. This is precisely why I think it will be mine. I hope not to swallow my words. I'll tell you.

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The Soccer War

I just read an excerpt from 'The Soccer War' by Ryszard Kapuscinski, the task for which I am doing masters in sports journalism. One of the characteristics of sports journalism, as we saw in the first course, is the close relationship it has with other areas. This text reinforces this vision, and leaves no doubt. Kapuscinski never ceases to amaze me. This report is a masterpiece more than Polish. I leave here, so enjoy it, I hope that at least as much as I ...

" L uis ... I had read a report of the football match between teams from Honduras and El Salvador. The two countries played to win the right to participate in the 1970 World Cup in Mexico. The first match was held on Sunday, June 8, 1969, in the Honduran capital, Tegucigalpa. Nobody in the world paid attention.

team El Salvador arrived in Tegucigalpa on Saturday and spent a sleepless night in his hotel. The team could not sleep because he was the target of psychological warfare waged by the Honduran fans. A crowd surrounded the hotel. The crowd threw stones at the windows and making noise banging cans and empty barrels with sticks. Firecrackers launched one after another. Lined up and honked car parked outside the hotel. The fans whistled, screamed and sang songs hostile. This lasted all night. The idea was that a team sleepy, nervous and exhausted would be bound to lose. In Latin America these are common practices.

Honduras defeated the following day by a zero to the sleepy team from El Salvador.

Amelia Bolaños eighteen years of age was sitting watching television in El Salvador when the Honduran striker Roberto Cardona scored the winning goal the final minute. She got up and ran to the desk where he was his father's gun and shot in the heart. 'She could not bear to see his country lose, "wrote a newspaper in El Salvador the following day. The whole capital took part in the televised funeral of Amelia Bolaños. A military honor guard marched with a banner in front of the funeral. The president of the republic and his ministers walked behind the flag-draped coffin. Behind the government came the Salvadoran eleventh team was booed, mocked and spit at the airport in Tegucigalpa, and had returned to El Salvador on a special flight that morning.

But the second leg of the series would take place in San Salvador a week later, on stage with the beautiful name of Blanca Flor. This time the Honduran team spent a sleepless night. The crowd broke every window in the hotel and threw rotten eggs, dead rats and stinking rags. The players were taken to the stadium in the first armored mechanized division, which protected them from the vengeance and death at the hands of the crowd that lined the route, "taking photos of the national heroine Amelia Bolaños.

The army surrounded the stadium. On the court we bet a cordon of soldiers from a National Guard regiment, armed with sub machine guns. In implementing the Honduras national anthem the crowd roared and whistled. Then, instead of the Honduran flag, which had been burned in front of the spectators, mad with joy the hosts put a dirty cloth, tattered over the flagpole. Under such conditions the players from Tegucigalpa, did not have, understandably, their minds in the juego.Tenían their minds to come out alive. `We were terribly lucky to lose," said visiting coach Mario relief Griffin.

El Salvador won three nil.

armored vehicles They led the Honduran team straight from the stadium to the airport. A worse fate awaited the visiting fans. Kicked and beaten, fled to the border. Two of them died. Most came to the hospital. Honduran hundred and fifty cars were burned. The border between the two countries was closed a few hours later.

Luis read about all this in the newspaper and said there would be a war. He had been a reporter for a long time and knew his craft.

In Latin America, he said, the border between soccer and politics is vague. There is a long list of governments that have fallen or been overthrown after the defeat of the national team. The losing team players are treated as traitors in the press. When Brazil won the World Cup in Mexico, a colleague of mine in Brazil was sad, 'the military regime, "he said,' you can be sure at least another five years of peace." En route to the title, Brazil beat England. In an article under the title 'Jesus Defends Brazil', the Rio de Janeiro daily Jornal two Sportes explained the victory: "whenever the ball came to our goal and a goal seemed inevitable, Jesus took his foot from the clouds and cleared the ball. "Drawings accompanying the article, illustrating the supernatural intervention.

Anyone can lose their lives in the stadium. In the match in which Mexico lost to Peru, 2-1, a Mexican angry shouted "Viva Mexico!" and was killed, massacred by the crowd. But emotions exalted sometimes found other outlets. After Mexico beat Belgium 1-0, Augusto Mariage, guard of a maximum security prison in Chilpancingo (state of Guerrero, Mexico), was delirious with joy and ran around firing a pistol into the air and shouting, 'Viva Mexico! " opened all the cells, releasing 142 dangerous criminals. A court acquitted him, and according to the verdict, 'acted in patriotic exaltation. "

"Do you think it's worth going to Honduras?" Asked Luis, who then edited the serious and influential weekly magazine Time. "I think worthwhile, "he replied," something will happen. "

The next morning I was in Tegucigalpa.

the evening a plane flew over and dropped a bomb Tegucigalpa. Everyone heard it. The nearby mountains repeated the echo of the violent outbreak so Some said later that a whole series of bombs had fallen. Panic swept the city. People fled their houses, the merchants closed their shops. The cars were abandoned in the middle of the street. A woman ran along the pavement, screaming, `My child! My child! " Then there was silence and all was still. It was as if the city had died. The lights went out and Tegucigalpa was plunged into darkness.

I ran to the hotel, I went to my room, I put paper into the typewriter and tried to write a dispatch Warsaw. Trying to move quickly because I knew at that time was the only foreign correspondent there and could be the first to tell the world about the outbreak of war in Central America. But it was dark in the room and could not see anything. I found way down to the reception, which gave me a candle. I went back up, lit the candle and turned on my transistor radio. The announcer read a statement from the Honduran government official about the beginning of hostilities in El Salvador. Then came the news that the army of El Salvador, Honduras attacked all along the border.

I started writing:

TEGUCIGALPA (HONDURAS) PAP 14 JULY TROPICAL RCA VIA RADIO TODAY TO 6 PM BEGAN THE WAR BETWEEN EL SALVADOR AND HONDURAS AIR FORCE EL SALVADOR FOUR CITIES HONDURAN STOP BOMBING AT THE SAME TIME THE BORDER CROSSED Salvadoran Army trying to penetrate HONDUREÑA COUNTRY STOP AGGRESSION IN RESPONSE TO THE AIR FORCE OF HONDURAS HAS MAJOR BOMB AND STRATEGIC OBJECTIVES AND INDUSTRIAL LAND FORCES defensive action.

At this point someone in the street started yelling "Turn out the light!" repeatedly, more and more loudly with greater agitation. I blew out the candle. Continue writing blindly, by touch, lighting a match to play the keys.

RADIO REPORTS SAY THERE FIGHTING ALONG THE BORDER AND THAT THE ARMY IS Inflicts Heavy losses HONDURAN ARMY OF EL SALVADOR TO STOP THE GOVERNMENT HAS CALLED ALL THE PEOPLE TO THE DEFENSE NATION IS IN DANGER AND HAS CALLED TO THE UN TO CONDEMN THE ATTACK.

From early morning people had been digging trenches and erecting barricades in preparation for an attack. The store supplies women and protect their windows with tape. People were running across the streets without direction, there was an atmosphere of panic. Student Brigades huge painted slogans on the walls and walls. A bubble had burst sobreTegucigalpa graffiti covering the walls with numerous slogans.

Only a fool CARES

ANYONE ATTACKS HONDURAS

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TAKE YOUR ARMS AND LET THOSE BOYS gutting SALVADORANS

RETALIATE OF THREE NOS ZERO

RAMOS PORFIRIO SHOULD BE ASHAMED

FOR LIVING WITH A WOMAN OF EL SALVADOR

ANYONE SEE THAT RAYMOND GRANADOS CALL THE POLICE

IS A SPY IN EL SALVADOR

Latin Americans have an obsession with spies, conspiracies and plots. In war, everyone is a fifth column. I was not in a particularly convenient: the official propaganda on both sides blamed the Communists for every misfortune, and I was the only correspondent in the region of a socialist country. Even so, I wanted to see the war to end.

I went to email and called on the telex operator to join me for a beer. I was afraid, because although he had a Honduran father, his mother was a citizen of El Salvador. It was a mixed national and was among the suspects. I did not know would happen next. All morning the Salvadoran police had been gathering in makeshift camps, often in stadiums. In Latin America, stadiums play a dual role: in peacetime they are sports venues, in war become concentration camps.

His name was Jose Malaga, and had a drink in a restaurant near the post. We had our twinned uncertain state. José often phoned her mother, who was locked in his house and said "Mom, everything is fine. They have not come for me. I'm still working."

Afternoon other correspondents arrived from Mexico, forty of them, my colleagues. Flew to Guatemala and rented a bus for the airport in Tegucigalpa was closed. Wanted go to the front. We went to the presidential palace, a bright blue building, ugly turn of the century, in the center of the city to fix the permission. Had nests of machine guns and sandbags around the palace, and antiaircraft guns in the courtyard. In the aisles inside, the soldiers slept or walked around in fatigues.

People have been making war for thousands of years, but every time it's like the first war waged as if everyone has started from scratch.

A captain came and said it was the press spokesman of the army. Asked to describe the situation and said they were winning on all fronts and the enemy suffered heavy losses.

"OK" said the correspondent of the AP, go to the front.

Americans are already there, said the captain. Always go first because of their influence - and that commanding obedience and can fix things.

The captain said we could go the next day, and each must bring two photographs.

went to a place where two pieces of artillery were located under trees. The guns were firing and had ammunition on the floor. Before we could see the road in the direction of El Salvador. On both sides of the road was muddy and beyond began a dense forest.

The sweaty, bearded commander in command told us we could not go further. Beyond this point both armies were in action, and it was difficult to distinguish. The forest was too dense to see. Two opposing units were distinguished at the last minute when confronted. Also since the two armies have similar uniforms, have the same equipment and speak the same language was difficult to distinguish from one another. The commander advised us to return to Tegucigalpa, because progress could mean die without knowing who did it (as if it mattered that, I thought.) But the cameramen said they had to go to the front line to shoot the soldiers in action, shooting and dying. NBC Straub Gregor said he had to have a close up of sweat dripping from the face of a soldier. Rodolfo Carillo of CBS said he had to have discouraged a commander who sat under a bush and cried because he lost his whole unit. A French operator wanted to shoot a scene with a Salvadoran unit that attacked a unit of Honduras from a flank, or vice versa. Someone wanted to capture the image of a soldier carrying his dead comrade. Radio reporters supported the camera. One wanted to record the screams of a wounded calling for help, by becoming weaker and weaker, until he lost his breath. Charles Meadows of Radio Canada wanted the voice of a soldier who cursed the war in the midst of a hellish attack. Radio Naotake Mochida Japan wanted the cry of an officer shouted to his commander in the noise of artillery - using your Japanese countryside.

Many decided to go ahead. Competition is a powerful incentive. Since American television would also have to go to radio services. Since the Americans came, Reuters had to go. Excited by the patriotic ambition, as it was the only Pole in the scene, decided to join the group desperately trying to make progress. Those who reported having diseased hearts, or be uninterested in details and who wrote general comments, we leave behind under a tree ...

The Soccer War lasted a hundred hours. His victims: 6,000 dead, over 12,000 wounded. Fifty thousand people lost their homes and crops. Many villages were destroyed.

The two countries ceased military action because it involved the states of Latin America, but until it days there are exchanges of fire along the border of Honduras - El Salvador, and people die, and destroyed villages.

These are the real reasons for war: El Salvador is the smallest country in Central America has the highest population density largest in the western hemisphere (over 160 people per square kilometer). Things are tight, and so much more because most land is owned by fourteen large landowning clans. The people even said that El Salvador is owned by fourteen families. Landowners have exactly ten thousand times more land than a hundred thousand peasants. Two thirds of the rural population owns no land. For many years part of the landless poor have been migrating to Honduras, where there are large areas of uncultivated land. Honduras (112,492 square kilometers) is almost six times larger than El Salvador, but has almost half the population (2,500,000). This was an illegal immigration but was kept silenced, tolerated by the Honduran government for years.

Farmers in El Salvador settled in Honduras, established villages, and grew accustomed to a better life than they had left behind. Came to be about 300.000.

In 1960, the unrest began among the peasants of Honduras, which required land, and the government of Honduras passed a decree Agrarian Reform. But since it was an oligarchical government, dependent on the United States, the decree did not touch the land of the oligarchy or large banana plantations belonging to the United Fruit Company. The government decided to redistribute the land occupied by squatters Salvadorans, meaning that 300,000 Salvadorans have to return to their own country, where they had nothing, and where, in any case would be rejected by the government of El Salvador, fearing a peasant revolution.

Relations between the two countries were strained. The press on both sides began a campaign of hate calling each other Nazis, dwarfs, drunkards, sadists, bullies and thieves. There were pogroms. The shops were burned.

circumstances had occurred in the match between Honduras and El Salvador.

The war ended in a stalemate. The border remained the same. It is a border set to view the forest, in mountainous terrain that both sides claim. Some of the emigrants returned to El Salvador and some of them are still living in Honduras. And both governments are satisfied: for several days Honduras and El Salvador occupied the headlines of the world and were the subject of interest and concern. The only chance that the small countries of the third world evoke a lively international interest when he shed his blood. It is a sad truth, but it is.

The deciding game was held on neutral ground in Mexico (El Salvador won ,3-2). Fans of Honduras were placed on one side of the stadium, Salvadorans across the 5,000 Mexican police armed with clubs.