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MOH VAN OUT (bad thoughts about a release that benefits the few and hurt many)

Lori Berenson, the beast that some years ago was a rabid advocacy of terrorism and enmarrocada being held by his captors during his presentation to the press, now lives comfortably in an apartment Miraflores. Not uncommon in Peru.

That former student of anthropology at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, know that after Nestor Cerpa enter Peru along the Panamanian Pacific Castrejón in 94 posing as a tourist, and a year after she was arrested along with 23 members of the MRTA, with whom he developed a plan to attack the Congress and take hostages, Coca Cola now takes and eats french fries looking the news from your bed. How lucky indeed.

And to think that not long ago, 1996 to be exact, was sentenced to life imprisonment by a faceless tribunal. Of course, things changed in 2001, when he began his retrial in the civil courts and the law changed its initial ruling by a 20 years' imprisonment and payment of civil compensation of 100 thousand suns. That really lucky.

And he was even luckier in 2006, the government waived the payment of civil damages to fulfill one of the orders of the Inter-American Court of Human Rights (IACHR). Dairy La Gringa. Born standing.

Today, thanks to Supreme Decree 927, enacted during the government of Alejandro Toledo, Lori is free as a dove, living in a comfortable apartment, while victims of the madness that defended their victims, they end up rotting in a coffin. So are beautiful Peruvian law.

not write anything new, all know. However, as I'm a somewhat unimaginative and poorly thought out, I'm surprised that this process of release that can follow many other terrorists, it's just a year when the race begins to "heat up" as the

analysts.

President Garcia, much to his style, he always seemed such a "mistake" that decree allowing terrorists to obtain the redemption of their sentences in exchange for work and education, blaming taquito to Toledo, not without a little reason. I think we all seem the same. We look Now, of course, we already have the rope around his neck and it is almost inevitable that people like Osman Morote go free soon.

However, Garcia also notes that he only got to respect what he says the judiciary because we are a democracy. Somewhat easier to answer.

As I am a bad idea born, I ask who benefits at the bottom of all this macabre circus began with the release of Lori Berenson less than a year before the elections? Who, like it or not, was the president managed to dismantle the terrorism in Peru? Who is the candidate who promises, in each of his public appearances, put a heavy hand in the proceedings against the terrorists in jail, while his eyes Chinese children yearn for freedom from his father? A few wise words. A simple equation will help us better understand the message, which in my humble opinion, the Peruvian people is getting, slowly, gently, taco, and who does not want the thing:

PROBLEM = RELEASE CAUSE OF TERRORIST

= TOLEDO

SOLUTION = FUJIMORI

Toledo's government certainly was at fault, the error is made. But it seems that this error is being used very cleverly to sink some and raise others. Hopefully not.

is no doubt that I am a bad idea. But someone may think of politicians? I can not. It's just an opinion.

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Jack Torrance in Tacna, Mucho Gusto

On Friday, Saturday and Sunday in the Park Pocollay Peru was a party. I admit that I wanted to go because I hate the crowds, however I accepted the request of my wife and we left with my two kids, four and two years to sample the delights promised. As we had no free passes or more than 60 years, waited almost 45 minutes in a timid sun, crammed into the queue to enter. Roces, cheeky colones never absent, fatigue, boredom , children, nothing mattered much at that time, because we believed that the reward would be good.

Entering at last, everything was really a party, uniform stand of colors, a large stage, an entertainer known people eating in all the tables, people walking from one side to another, people sitting in the gardens, the riquísmos people drinking pisco sours, people trying to find a seat available, people pushing, people slipping into long lines to buy a dish, people, people and more people. A real festival.

Fortunately, by the sense of orientation that has my wife, we found in quite a few minutes two newly vacant seats and sat down. It was almost one in the afternoon and we had some hunger. Let the good flavors, I thought. Time to eat.

How good pack hunter, the male Alpha, I went to find lunch. After twenty minutes back up and head down, as the two required courses for my wife I could not get: suck shrimp and stuffed hot pepper. If someone tell me tasted like they were, because my lack of patience do not allow me even feel your aroma. The crowd, pushing, stomping, the queues in any order, all played against my purposes.

not got the rack of lamb or the guinea pig or chactado charquicán, the stands where they sold were literally busting, so I had to resign with a pig apricot sauce and mashed racacha pepián rice and a hare, dishes pleasant but cold, very cold.

My little experience in this type of event was that, like most, to acquire portions of five suns in the hope of tasting various dishes and fill not just one. Big mistake. I had to return several times to try to buy not what I wanted but I could. The last dish I got was the famous soup carapulcra dry, and do not ask me how was I prefer silence rather than hurt susceptibility to the views of my inexperienced palate.

After all, already quite tired of the hustle and the Bandit II that do not respect the turn of arrival and fatigue from several vendors whose vibe was starting to become evident, I decided simply to buy and try several choripanes something to save our failed adventure in dining.

I know people that went really well, which made his tail without protest, which bore the brunt of others with honor, who had the patience to wait for a bowl over half an hour. Admirable people actually envy your stamina, strength, fighting ability in pursuit of the chosen dish. I could not.

The event, understood as I have received more than 25 000 people, certainly was well presented, clean servers were flawless, each time collecting the spoils as a speed never seen before there was security, there were many participating restaurants, pretty girls of host and above all had cooks or chefs renowned national and international exhibiting the best of his art. Tacna was for three days in eyes of the country as a good initiative PromPerú. Congratulations and our food live forever, one of the best in the world.

My personal opinion is something else, not very important but if validity. I reserve the visit to another event of this magnitude, and if I at least before lunch, because you want to buy the dish in the brothel of yesterday just left me forever and was cured to the highest point neurosis and impatience, and some know me. I was about to end up like Jack Torrance in the movie The Shining. The retreat saved me from insanity.

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DEAR ENEMY (Open Letter to a hen "Anonymous")

few days ago in this blog come to receive some comments from one such "anonymous" who rant about me, which I do not care. You should not deal with these issues I really do not cause more than a smile, but what I do, just for the sake of leaving things a bit clear from my unknown commentator and me.

The article titled "My personal opinion on the events of Bagua in response to a great friend," earned a series of comments, some for some against, but all valid. Recently, however, was one that was accused of a number of things to my father, among which is said to have spent his life working for APRA. That I met him, I know that worked for a few months in the Ministry of Education during the first government of Alan Garcia and many years later became director of the first cultural project management engineer ran Alva Centurion. Let's numbers. For APRA, exaggerating, worked over three years. Three years. Si mi papá tiene sesenta y dos, la lógica nos dice que no trabajó toda la vida para los apristas como afirma este anónimo comentarista, cosa que de ser cierta tampoco tendría nada de mala.

Mi querido enemigo dice también otras barbaridades que no vale la pena mencionar pues realmente son bajezas generadas tal véz por alguna frustración no atendida por el psicoanálisis.

Ahora pongámonos de acuerdo. Este blog llamado "Página 13" lo he creado yo, lo alimento yo y yo soy el único responsable de lo que aquí is published. If someone has something to tell my father that look and saying so in the face, without hiding under an anonymous coward, and use me as intermediadiario of their troubles. I'm sure Don will respond with Gambetta fredy up any charges. If someone has something to say about my writing to do, but signing the comment, as does the decent people, courageous people, people who are not afraid to come forward.

With all the respect in the world, I do not write what I write for love nor look good to anyone. I write simply because I feel like it and I can not live without writing. Whoever wants I read, not just not go to the blog.

gives me very funny when someone in the street calls me something I wrote or did not write. Or when someone says "I fell to me what you posted." Is not it a kind of extortion?. Osea Gambetta that Mauritius has to write what some people want it but I fell, the cheated, I know nothing of life, I am a leftist firebrand, I am a reactionary right, etc.., etc.

I sincerely believe that the big mistake of past generations have been "half measures." Not saying things clear. He did not commit. I'm not willing to continue to exercise diplomatic functions in the interests of public peace. I think, I think, write. If you do not like my dear "anonymous" to tell me but putting his name. The cowardice that sank and still sinking and Tacna to Peru, I find it quite despicable.

know of the existence of some "sworn enemies" of my father, but I can not afford to give them importance. Waste my time. While they collude and bad-mouth and create stories, I'm designing, writing, reading, watching good movies, taking me a couple beer with my friends. So does my father. There is no room for the resentful, the envious. Eye, is completely different unnamed rival destroy destroys a person who does not agree with our ideas and debate with height. In this case we talk, listen, discuss. Do not forget that when three people are in total agreement on something is because there is a misunderstanding. I think many have a wrong idea of \u200b\u200bcoexistence and life: if you think like I think you're wrong.

The same applies to some "journalists" in Tacna. Mind you, some, not all. Its message is clear: "You have to do what I say but you sink," you have to give me a financial sponsorship but talk shit about you "," you have to be afraid of me because I can I will destroy from my pamphlet and my time in a rented radio station. "Is there anything more shameful?, is there anything lower? What happened? When did we let these "champions of justice" to direct our lives?

But worst of all is that we let other people make and unmake reputations, worst of all, we all know the kind of little guy you are and that some lame walk, and go beyond the worst of the worst of all is that they know what they are. The world upside down.

I agree with investigative journalism, with the unveiling of the truth, but with evidence. We can not spend your life trying to discredit the people just because we came. Investigate, work, do their chamba.

Well here with my answer. So please sir '"anonymous" you put your name on your comments, your face, Follow the funky little game hidden. I'm more busy in my work I can not afford to spend the days chasing away the chickens. Luck.