Ronaldo Alfredo Varela*
Currently there is a lot of talk about the situation in the country, and, if one could make a basic concept of comments, one would arrive at a phrase that is repeated from the most elaborate of the communication to the least elaborate, almost to murmurs: there is no silver.
There is no money for retirees, who have to put up with the logic and decisions of politicians, without them being able to shout (those who can) that with what they are given as handouts, It’s not enough for them at all. They do not have enough, more than anything, for food, for what they can wear, and for the medicines that life forces them to incorporate into their daily diet.
There is no money for the general population, for the kilo of sugar, for the kilo of bread, avoiding talking about meat, milk or other basic foods. There is no money to move by car, If anyone is lucky enough to have it and be able to use it, because what until recently was a half-full tank possibility, today is enough for a quarter or a tenth of the tank.
There is no money for fun (a topic as important or more important than others that are on point), there is no money for Art (which often gives us the meaning of life), there is no money for research (not to mention the possibility of evaluate different achievements in the sense of what has been achieved in science in the short life of the country), there is no money to pay the doctors, all the people who work in hospitals, there is no money to pay, in general, everything that is public administration.
I remember, on pandemic issues, that people, in general, went out to applaud at eight o’clock at night the attention of the health people, who went to work, often at risk to their lives, at times when there was no money either. If I think about it, and given that I have had some birthdays (thank God), in terms of country, there was never any money.
In fact, it makes one think that a large part of what is currently intended to be condemned as irrelevant, scientific work, art, people’s healthy fun, is taken into account as such by mysterious spirals emitted perhaps by some Nobel Prize winner in economics who is one to know if he was happy.
That is why, for all these more or less logical speculations, and on the basic budget issued by those we put in charge / country, that is, there is no money, issued by the President, chambers of Congress, courts, governors, mayors and all those who are circumstantially and by position above one, I dare to offer something that comes to me, not from higher thoughts, but from watching movies.
I like the cinema. Throughout my life I have seen movies of all kinds. I stop at those of shipwrecks. Since my earliest childhood, this topic always ended with the boat, where, not by chance, was the little boy and often the girl. I leave out Titanic, because in that one it was an ugly turn for Di Caprio who, poor thing, froze with a face of that’s it, obviously, for the audience,
But the primary social constitution of the boat is what attracts me. It is an example of what is the basis of everything, if one starts to think seriously.
In all the movies there are boats, lucky castaways, and someone who, whether appropriate or not, is or becomes the one who calls the shots on what to do in the event of a shipwrecked boat.
In general, there is food on the boats. Obviously they put it on for the occasion. Nobody is going to go to the boat to have a coffee and they are in places that are somewhat difficult to access on the boat.
Let’s go back to the castaway boat. The one who goes as the “captain” responsible for the boat, what he has to do is see how much food there is, count how many there are in the boat and, until the rescue comes, distribute how much corresponds to each one, the schedules and try to ensure that no one spends time consuming what others have.
Of what there is, let’s assume, 20, and if there are 20 in the jar, there would be a portion for each one, which can be divided so that it reaches more, always maintaining that each one corresponds: one out of twenty.
Let’s leave the anecdote, and return to “There is no money.”
This is a huge boat.
But it turns out that, in this wreck (if I’m not mistaken, someone must have said that) we all charge differently when it comes to money. The president, the chambers of Congress, governors, mayors, teachers, doctors, government personnel in general.
What happens if, in one of these computer programs, which there must be, we enter all the salaries and bring them to a single salary, which is what we are going to earn from now on, or until we reach the money?
Single salary for the judge, for the Governor, for the doctor, for the teaching staff.
At some point, things are going to improve, so that we return to being what the Anthem proclaims and, almost certainly, we are going to recategorize and by merit of what they have done to be who they are, each and every one of the members. of this society.
Meanwhile, there is no money and we are still in the boat. Will anyone dare?
* Medical specialist in psychiatry.
2024-03-28 03:30:00