SOMETIMES THERE IS NO DEATH
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Burton Outlet In Canada
DEATH SOMETIMES THERE "It will never die who can feel what I felt against my people. I know that I understand only Evita.
By John D. Perón
Introduction:
In 1993, Enrique Pavón Pereyra (1922 - 2004) published his book I, Peron, written as if they were given the memories of the old leader in 1974, during the last month his life.
would not be unusual that was really the case since Pavón Pereyra was his official biographer (at the request of Peron himself) which led him to make a comprehensive record of visits and talks that General was interested in documenting.
Yo, we have rescued Perón paragraphs that contribute to the clarification of some aspects of the historiography matured last and brief government of this famous Latin American patriot.
Among them, the relationships with the Peronist Youth and Montoneros, labor legislation and trade unionism and its link with Licio Gelli, former Italian Premier Giulio Andreotti and the P2.
In almost all texts - some as predictors, considering that he died on July 1, 1974 - traces shine of its unique political genius. (...)
Remember that history never repeats itself exactly. What first is a tragedy, back to reality and parody. If I ever were to be another coup, the people will be so defeated that the Constitution will only serve to turn the popular vote to ensure the interests of imperialism and its native sepoys.
(...) If she really had the conviction that the revolution is written with blood, and would have left the way open to young people, but I have fear that the blood to run is not exactly what they think must run, but of themselves. When I say this, I think the infinity of young people who are behind a revolutionary slogan believe, without stopping to think how has this slogan really popular character.
(...) I know that I have little life. I have endured enough and fairly well bear up this life of tension that did not choose. I want to die before the Argentines agree on the way forward.
(...) When Gelli and Andreotti, came to see me in Madrid to offer the services of the lodge who commanded, I was not sure that they did, or what their deepest interests. (...) They recovered the body of Evita as promised, but did not charge me anything. (...) Logical, once in power bill passed me! Claimed that the P2 handle all foreign trade. I replied: "No way paying a personal debt jeopardizing the economy!". Vicente Saadi knows that will not let me lie. He had always a fluent contact with the lodge and knows how to handle all matters related to private debt. (...)
also amended the Act of Professional Associations. This law made sense benefited both agencies working within the law to contribute to social improvement, as was the case of the CGT, damaging expressly and exhaustively associations met in a veiled way to end unmentionable, and whose activities did not contribute to the public peace (...)
Youth was the central point of contention. Could not be otherwise, new people motivated by new avatars. All this I knew at the time, but like any human being I trust. I thought at first that the reality decantaría excesses and that if the struggle was for the return of Peron, with a fait accompli is aquietarían water. But the process was open a flood that closed its doors (...) First I found that no pacts with them behind the trade union movement launched .(..) Then the leaders. Rucci killed had just assumed power. But if they appear to paid by the oligarchy to destabilize!
(...) Today I talked with the people, perhaps for last time. At least, personally face to face and from the balcony ... Each day that passes I feel as if it were your last. With so many things that need the country, this poor old man is thinking only of himself and his circumstances!
(...) may be right when people say that the rule of fate, I have become a collective being, and that is why I must be the only man awaiting death in the belief accurate to know that will come from one moment to another, imminent, unavoidable. So today I said goodbye to my people, the greasers of Evita, the sans-culottes of the people, the makers of history. (...) In the late afternoon, when I returned from a balcony, I noticed that there is no death. Will never die who can feel what I felt against my people. I know that I understand only Evita. Is that when someone dies, disappears from the world of the living. I hope to have that rare privilege of enjoying Evita, not to die, to remain as a flag in this town we love, and whom I surrender-fleshed-abiding by the designs of Providence.
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