read Click country. And while read hurt amid the guts, no click at the country, but what girl who wrote and despair that poured in two unfortunate words. It was a comment about antibicentenario text, because there is nothing to celebrate, because Sandoval Iñiguez and Barbie and Peje Calderón. What are we celebrating?! And I wondered why someone so young, about 20 years, can not see that neither the narcos or peje cauldron nor is the country let alone the bicentennial. There is much to celebrate. Of course I'm not proud of Sandoval, but if the priests of the Casa del Migrante in Ciudad Juarez, Chalco Jesuit parish that brought forward to many families after the flood months. I am proud of the soldiers who fired a few weeks ago a family, but I'm very proud of the sailors who rescued a few years ago people in Indonesia, with a child born in a Navy helicopter, I'm not proud of the massacres Chinese century earlier, but if I'm on my Chinese student who is smart enough (see the end of semester) and a Chinese teenager I see you train for the Olympics in mathematics and is very well represent Mexico. I'm not proud of the murders of Central Americans, but of Veracruz ladies give them food and clean clothes and blessings to arrive safely to the border. And my former student named Salvadoran flower. I do not like creationists fans have begun to appear, but I'm proud of Mexican Protestants who advocated secularism in schools and helped found the first scientific societies in the country. Including a great grandfather of mine who gave half of their land in Durango for a public school.
I do not like Esther, or the SNTE and the CNTE, but if CONAFE indigenous teachers. I embarrassed the concentration camps for the Japanese in WWII but I am proud of the integrity of the family and I like re Matzumoto while Mr. Nizhizawa and peanuts. I am proud of my dentist, who is a great dentist and musician and an honor to the Zapotec people. And I love the life of Antonio León y Gama who taught himself astronomy to the viceroy that wrote articles about Brownian motion and the aurora borealis. And I'm proud Andrés Manuel del Rio who was born English, Mexican died, and discovered the vanadium and generated controversy throughout the world of science, and Antonio García Cubas and the first atlas of Mexico to make seeing Santana mourn the lost territory on a map. I am excited Francisco Marín, our Mexican Lister, poblano, which rose from nothing a health system in the toilet before most of the planet. And what of Francisco Díaz Cobarrubias, commanding a scientific expedition to Japan in the late nineteenth century, publishing results before the French favorite existing customers.
should feel proud of Arturo Rosenblueth, one of the creators of information theory and cybernetics without you can not understand the world today, and was born in Chihuahua and was Jewish. From the paradox of Luis Miramontes operator of the contraceptive pill that nothing else had ten children. Rendozwki partner that after so many years continues to work and continue reading biologists, agronomists, ecologists worldwide. Helia Bravo's tireless and Norman Borlaug U.S. came to work, win a Nobel and save half a world famine. CINVESTAV From the people that run the Large Hadron Collider in Switzerland and the INAOE that run the Gran Telescopio de Canarias. Ana Maria Cetto when I was director of Puwash earned the Nobel and when became head of the International Atomic Energy Agency, they give the Nobel, which midas queen of science. So history says that that as Faulkner is not the past, there is much to celebrate.
And what freedom is to celebrate what I said a taxi driver. This freedom: Some years ago I met a English couple on a trip to Michoacan. After the haze of time I remember little about them. Only his name, David, being the same as my beloved brother. traveled much of the ancient country of the Purépecha and as I spoke of that Spain's beginning of the nineties. At a dinner with shades of white fish (and perhaps content) mercurial finished politically Spain saying that, inertia eighties, it still packed in the Madrid scene, was far more republican and federal agony that Mexico's PRI. And it was true, but also told them that I had never felt so free. And it was even more true. Since then, the freedoms have decreased, the drug lords control many places, checkpoints and soldiers do you review, government ID card dreams of an anthropometric. Until we CURP. But despite that, this country is still free. Be born without love (half the world, starting with Europe can not say that), you can travel, you can trade, create, disagree, we can pray as you like and who want and can not do it. Be read. And writing. You can love whomever you want, who want to love. So it's worth celebrating.
What dearly departed? I do not know. "$ 300 million together in three years? is something that the 200 thousand hours subtracted from my life, I do not have insurance. And you likely reader, probably not. Even if we get together readers and blogger. But for 11 of the world economy is perhaps not so much. One percentage point of VAT are 3, 400 million dollars, the reserves are 110 billion dollars, the IMSS spent last year, 320,379,600, billion and expenditure budget of the federation in 2010 is 3 billion 332 million 176 thousand pesos, a figure that I can not read well. What you can buy with 300 million dolarucos? A plane. Or half a second floor of City peripherals. Or half of Ebrad superhighway. Or a high school. Prefer high school, less pollution than other examples. Or you can give a history book and a flag to each family in this country. Over the rest of the celebration. As someone of words (and I hope to speak) and I love this land seems like a great idea. Criticize other things, that if there are women in the twentieth century the book, or that if suppliers could be cheaper, I do not like Los Tigres del Norte, etc.
September 13 Today I got my flag, barely apenitas. They played and was the postman who advised me that one of my cats wanted to go. I said thank you (the postman) and answered nothing, congratulations! Happiness? I opened the package with the flag impeccable. I put in the window, tied so that wave. There, framed by jacaranda trees and ash trees, embraced by the sun that filters through the clouds and branches, looking at me smiling woman in love. Of Suddenly flies as greeting, friend or sibling who returns from exile. Several of my neighbors and their children away from tricolor plagued the building as a country Christmas. What made Calderon the presidency ... it's great! And if the president had been as López Obrador would do good! And if he were president ... what was his name the other candidate? No matter, good to say! Because it is the flag of them is ours. And caldron that will not scream and summoning. I do not know about you, but a picture of a mailman who walks around town handing out flags to every family, it seems an effigy of the most stunning and beautiful. And I am proud of the postmen my grandparents, my students, my teachers. The best is yet to come, although it depends on us.
Moreover, considering that the organization of the celebrations has been a mess, no vision of the state, with undetermined number of land managers who are cast each other, with a road full of stones, shouting everyone pull together, and tanned by friendly fire and enemy, you must first party. And thinking about are the same virtues that have prevented us from reaching the quarter-finals at the world and took us to lose half of the territory, is a miracle that there are still country. And that yes, there to celebrate. In one of those do not run with such good fortune pal tercentenary.
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