Wednesday, May 5, 2010

How To Heal Broken Cappillaires Under Eyes

Full sunlight of my people, Rigoberto Antonio Medina

" Poverty often deprives the man of virtue and encourage "
Benjamin Franklin (1706-1790)
Political philosopher and scientist.

Not everyone has the fortitude to face the harsh reality of life. Many succumb, lose the will to fight and delivered to the good of God. This is the case of Rigoberto Antonio Medina, who for 3 years, was an agent of the Metropolitan Police - Police now Anzoátegui - once low, work 2 years as an assistant in the shop repairing and painting "Omaha" Omaha Orlando which was owned by the popular Chivatón, once lost, began a long journey in search of employment and the lack of opportunities, he succumbed and surrendered. For 5 years, wanders through the city center with tattered rags, without washing, with a long and unkempt beard, but lucid and well aware of its reality and the cruel world that surrounds it. Is the prototype of the indigent.

admits that was given to the indigent for "lack of work" and "things of life "that has 2 children who has a residence in Anzoátegui street n º 56 del barrio" Simón Bolívar "with his mother Leonarda Medina and 7 siblings. It also reveals who is from Cantaura and who was born on March 21, 1954, on Calle Anzoátegui. It is clear and sane in spite of neglect in which it is. It should therefore surprise that bother you, you yell "Pelo e 'C ... goes to swim" and he responds impassively. "Send to bathe your mother" do not mess with the mad, mad people do not bother anyone and Rigoberto is not mad, is a homeless man who is mentally competent. Carlos Barreto friend who knows a young man, called him "The fun-loving person." He also deserves respect.

Everything in life has a solution. Poverty and lack of opportunities led to Rigoberto to lose heart and your state of neglect, poverty and one does not rule out a defect, of which abound in the street, seems to be deprived of the virtue. Do not forget that our freedom rightly said that "Leisure is the mother of all vices" and all who come to join the legion of homeless people, who swarm is a being wealthy and poor sensitivity seems inexorably fall into the vices . The Ethyl is one of the most common because of the abundance and easy to obtain. Rigoberto Those who know, say no more than a "Kurdish" more. It is the colloquial word on the street that used to identify dipsomaniacs. Conventional wisdom does not give room for misunderstandings.

The eminent electrician José García, who is a cousin of Rigoberto, that on one occasion, the uncle of both Mr. Joseph Itri (+) hired our character for me to paint the house. The man began work on a Monday early in the morning and as he moved furniture and got a tremendous ring pocketed it. Soon after, he dropped out and asked to be excused because he had an errand urgent return tomorrow. Uncle Joseph Itriago calling him "Look for life," he said no problem and when he left, said: "He bit the bait" the other day came Rigoberto to continue your paint job and when he was told: " wow man, you wear fancy rings and was told "Look key, keep working, if the ring had been gold I do not say anything, fuck delinquent" Rigoberto, according to his cousin Jose Garcia, was the disappointment of his life in jewelry when he was grief and trying to sell. Hunter hunted. The devil knows more old than by the devil and the best hunter is the hare.

These characters are part of the visual panorama of the city. Almost unnoticed, but can not be ignored, especially by the competent authorities as suffering from the tragedy, put in evidence one of the great failures of the state to meet compatriots in distress. There has been, and there is no wind blowing, there is no long a true and genuine social policy aimed at dealing with this drama that lifts the veil of the insensitivity of our whole society and governments in general. We are all guilty.

We can not pass the buck, much less expect to get back to a deranged mind, that to solve the problem, to mind the idea of \u200b\u200bgoing to criminal thrown away in remote areas or simply disappear physically. The mentally ill, the homeless, alcoholics dipsomaniacs who populate our streets are ours and we are obliged to pay the same attention and seek to place on the table of public opinion this drama for governments to become more aware and take action on the matter. Is everyone's job. We

from these humble flashes, we dignify these characters, review this social tragedy and leave for eminent writers and historians, urban stories that increase our inner-city experiences and input are needed to write the true and authentic history of the city. They, with their tragedy in tow, also exist. You have to write them down on the hard drive of our historical memory.






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