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A painful duty Impresentable

By Antonio Ruiz Vega

Lately I've had to make three obituaries almost straight (remember: that of Damaso Santos Amestoy, that of Ulises Blanco and José Antonio Labordeta), which, at my age, start to worry. The above were my friends, but also those who were not killed. Not so Miguel Moreno y Moreno, who has just died. I mean it was not my enemy, at least not my personal enemy, although I declare here and now enemy of what he represented and what was in life.
may from a godly perspective best to remain silent before a person is no longer with us and, like everyone else, you family, friends, etc. appreciate it and weep. But is that Miguel Moreno y Moreno, and a person is a symbol and is the symbol to which I now want to address. Those who suffer
last dictatorship charge him (apart from the social backwardness, economic cultural and subjected the country to which) the spiritual debasement of an entire people. Other ills, over time, have disappeared or leveling off, but the servile status of the English remains the same, roughly.
Franco could say that we emasculated (a few more than others) and introduced among us a spirit of voluntary servitude that is not on track to disappear. Azaña Manuel said that freedom does not make man better, it does, simply, man. For the same reason, their absence would be prevented. Forty years of repression
made us worse, we were accustomed to humiliation, our dharma to the whims of authority. Taurine changed our condition (the way I wanted Miguel Hernández) for the sheep, both lamented Don José Ortega y Gasset.
That time, an insufferable mediocrity, could not have existed if not for an entire class that was exalted and thrived in the shadow of the dictator. What is called "years after the Franco-sociological. It was the complicity of hundreds of thousands of people that allowed Franco's regime was extended and internalized-as it has been, by the social mass. Because no dictatorship can last 40 years only by force. Even the same Franco (advised not know by whom) once said he aspired not only to win but to convince.
And this "convincing" is perhaps the most ominous of the dictatorship, because to do so had to hobble to dissent, to abolish the freedom of expression and allowed to speak only to those of his rope. Was the permeation dropwise totalitarian which some took place during years, decades on end. Meanwhile, the Democrats had to shut up and when we dare to speak out, we are silenced by force. This was creating an image, an idea of \u200b\u200bSpain, which largely remains.
When other dictatorships ended their publicists were often only be implemented (Rosenberg in Germany, Brasillach or La Rochelle in France, and that they were great writers). Here the dictator died in bed and his aides could be recycled into Democrats and no one will pursue or disturb.
that I know of few or no apology for being the spokesperson of the executioners. People
without which the Franco regime could not continue to exist and function will go down in history as little more than minions of democracy. Gabriel Cisneros remember that no one knows its path clear fascist. While Democrats were suffering real police violence, prison or other social pretermission developed a successful career.
I must say it was my duty. Antonio Ruiz Vega

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I will not be in the title of his latest publication, because he needs to continue to fatten his ego is advertising. His ego and the money it provides, it seems that the Treasury will follow the steps.

Someone will have to review their class demonstrations against the workers, tourists and other segments of society. Now, in addition, states pederast and therefore criminal.

This ghost is Dragó senile, should be brought once in place, which is none other than the absolute oblivion.

By the way, remember that for about fifteen years old, adopted son Soria. And then they would have named him son, but another attribute back.

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Jaén and Miguel Hernández

On a recent trip to my sister Jaén Concha, visited the Department of Culture of the Provincial Council, located in a wing of the palace Villadompardo in the district of Magdalena, input which can be visited the Arab baths. I was interested in getting the number 5 of Extra Paradise, published in 2009. It appears the article by Eduardo A. Salas, "Who are these trees? Jaen presences and experiences of Miguel Hernandez. " And gave it to me an official whose name I regret not remember.

After reading the article I went to visit, with emotion, those he had been the poet during his stay in Jaén, where for came true recently married to Josefina Manresa, and it is safe to say, knowing the biography of Hernandez, who was the only time Jaen happy personal life, at least he shared with his wife, because the relationship with Maruja Mallo I think it should be entered in the passion for discovery sex, and not confirmed by María Zambrano, in the intellectual glare.

Josefina Manresa, despite the cultural and ideological differences, have been his deep and sincere love. She was a simple woman - "I'm dying of caste and simple" - that the poet wanted to mother of his children, to perpetuate this obsession ever present in the short life of Miguel Hernández.

When the poet reached to Jaén was in the splendor and vigor of his twenty-seven years. It was just that he had discovered their political ideology, after several years of moving in areas rightists, ultra-right might say, that should be attributed to the Orihuela Levitical environment of the time, and the influence of Ramón Almarcha Sijé and Canon. This strength of passionate youth Hernández-everything in it was passionate, you will see reflected in his newspaper articles in "La Voz del Frente", edited by the Speaker of the Front, in Jaén, and Eduardo A. Chambers, Paradise Magazine, lists fifteen titles. Splendor and strength in poet's life that would end with the end of the war.

was in Jaén where the poet wrote "harvesters." If you know the Andalusian province, not surprised that a writer, impressed by the carpet of olive trees and gray twisted trunk, take them a few lines or an entire book. Miguel Hernandez gave him a poem, not the olive and the olive, otherwise, how could it be otherwise, for the harvesters, - "tell me from your soul, who, who raised olives?" - A men and women waiting and hoping "the olive harvest," as almost the only income, then above all, very poor family economy. If a child had his fingers, he could go and pick olives.

In Jaén, marriage Hernández-Manresa, along with others such as the one formed by the Alcarrenian Jose Herrera Aguilera "Peter", and Carmen Soler, dwell in a palace seized from nobles. I was interested in this building on a previous trip to Eleanor, my daughter, and asked the City Council he Jaén, via e-mail. The answer came from Mari Carmen Perez, an archaeologist municipal council in 2007. It told me that the house was located on Francis Street Coello, 19, and "has a level of structural protection as Special Protection Plan and the Historic Interior Renovation." I referred to a publication that I could not get far: "The old Jaén" of Manuel López Pérez, published in 2003 by the Social Work of the Caja de Granada. I copied verbatim the paragraph of the book devoted to the house where Miguel Hernández few months: "He had a home here and the Marquis de Villalta after Blancohermoso. A house immense, with a gorgeous glazed courtyard, grand staircase ennobled by the processional cross of Our Lord Jesus of Nazareth, which was stored there during the year and a delightful terraced garden that poured onto the streets adjoining a cascade of roses pitiminí. Seized in the heady days of 1936, she spent her early days newlywed -Marzo/Mayo 1937 - the poet Miguel Hernandez, who came to us in the company of Orihuela Josefina Manresa from home. "

For me, this house has other connotations, so in the Travel, 2007 I liked so much to find the gravestone to commemorate the poet's stay. For some years resided in the front, at number ten in the street by then denominábamos Llana, perhaps the only of its kind in the whole neighborhood, perpendicular to all the close (this also is) and steep leading from the Cathedral to the Sewer district.

At number 10 was located in the fifties and sixties the Labour Office, which my grandfather was a janitor, and part my grandparents lived high, and we very often. That house, the janitor's largest, with a terrace overlooking the cathedral tower, remains the home of my childhood, my dreams often. She had a beautiful courtyard, after a broad steps, where my grandmother, despite being the courtyard surrounded by the offices of the Delegation, caring and beautiful pots of them, ribbons, won an award for what I got "The hundred best tall tales. "

In the College of the Sisters, a hundred yards from the street Llana, studied for two years, first and second, the leaving certificate at the time, and he also studied the granddaughter of the Marquise de Blancohermoso then, my neighbor's number 19, the house of the poet circumstantial. I, with free tuition for the daughter of the seamstress of the Teresian her with all the honors, but in that school had two doors, we entered all the same. It was the time of the Miss Stuick, Moreno, Esteban ...

Concha and I, with premiums Soler, Marianne and Mary Hope, Jabalcuz went to another place of our childhood, where they went, by car or on foot, to "take the air" warm nights Jaen. There, and despite the fact that children with a little fixing around him, and less on smell, smell should be all Andalusia, because over the years, and the next breath that is breathed in childhood, he recalls, strangely but perfectly remembers the smell of jasmine and dompedro that accompanied our first years.

From that Jabalcuz for children only are the gardens beautiful and well kept, now owned the City of Jaen, designed by the same became a part of the Retiro Park in Madrid. Whatever spa is in ruins. Around the whole has built a housing - why not! - One of the owners of this space can not remember if the first, or who built the resort, was the Jaén José del Prado and Palacio, Minister first Mayor of Madrid and later, during the reign of Alfonso XIII, who granted the Marquis de Rincón de San Ildefonso. I would like to believe you did on the site near the church of the same name.

And there was the pool, at the entrance to the gardens, the same pool to which my mother kept us from approaching, with the background of rocks and mud, where it is bathed by the Miguel Hernández Eduardo A. article Salas, because who knows his biography, the poet knows that he was always looking for places to swim.

The beauty of Jaén and its high mountain environment, sharp Jabalcuz the road, which runs along the Fountain of the Rock, where the poet would into sinks protected the rock which gives its name to the source, the women wash the clothes "where the sheets had to regain the lost brightness over the working man's dreams, sweats and put to bed remains fallow, road dust ... "(quoted by Chambers for" Companion of our day, "Hernandez), inspired the poet Miguel Hernández poems, articles and plays, of great social commitment.