all are writing about Nestor. I will not be less but I do not want to write by writing. repeat or echo ideas or positions. I thought it best to try to remember the things I truly agree, those that I stayed in the memory beyond what the media, on one side and the other, they wanted to record a fire.
are bullshit. but mine.
the first memory I have of Nestor is the image when he took over and gave him the cane. I did not know what to do with him and began to play. for a while then sent the packed square and walked among the people. (Like today with his entourage). To me, without knowing anything or want to realize it, it seemed nice gesture. I liked the president to be someone who is not ashamed to play that against the protocol always felt discomfort.
after that silly thing I remember my trip south with my family, we stopped a few days in Rio Gallegos and we used to dine in a restaurant that Nestor was a regular competitor. unlike all what has already heard of him, the waiter who served us told me of a simple man who always asked the same thing and escaped from custody. (Just today I saw a child mourn as one of the servants of the government house. The waiters know us the secrets. It is difficult to hide the child putez a waiter. The boy is the avenger perfect: if you want, you spits the tripe).
I also remember wearing moccasins guido Nestor. and that the criticism of people and news magazine of the era were based on their coats and shoes Berret cross, they said they were not what was expected of a president. curious now, the same critics, they "Urtica" the upite the five-star wardrobe cristina. I sometimes think that stupidity can overcome any barrier, total no blushes.
but one thing leads to another and I remember that during the government of Nestor said it was a pollerudo and the speeches cristina wrote them, the real brain ceded Nestor talent for God knows what kind of conjugal love. I say go to find love because in addition to the limit of yielding all hated him mercilessly. now it seems it was the opposite. will get to say that he died to make it big.
I do not know if they are bastards, or flowercat idiots. probably a mix of three things.
if I think of the Nestor of just here, I am moved by the pride with which he spoke of cristina. admiration did not care to reveal. always gave me the feeling that he did not feel menoscavado, as he often goes to their husbands at a disadvantage, kirchner (as he called Cristina, who never said Nestor) was growing when he spoke of his courage president .
excites me cristina face receiving the baton from the hands of Nestor and I love being a tared to create the novel. I find no reason to want to be bright and intelligent script lighted signs shit written by trumpet and the nation. let alone the Labour Party, always pissing cerquita but definitely out of the jar. if you dot the smile, the better.
but from what I always feel a deep respect for Nestor is by his actions. he was the only president who dared to lower videla picture. and as he was not content with gestures led to the trials for genocide are prisoners. are not the only reason I lean in the eternal place of enormous respect and appreciation, but if they were just these two, I would be sufficient.
appellant seems to me to discuss the country's exploding, where the phrase was "the last to turn off the light" but I feel it appropriate to state that Nestor before my sister went to live in Spain and my father flew to Miami to see if he could accommodate. I remember my chat with my dad telling him that Argentina was not what he had left, which should be encouraged to return at once. he has already forgotten but not me. in Argentina before Nestor could not live, could not work. could not. and Argentina's Néstor and Cristina my dad and my sister could live and build their families. might work. and I saw, nobody told me, as my old recovering the dignity that only knows how to find laburo. he did not know realize it is very much his own achievements but Nestor was possible because we guided the ship. but it is not important.
and for good measure, Nestor and his wife, I thank my whole life to have had enough of lanata asshole so much that we talked about human rights.
Nestor Kirchner is the first political leader whose loss causes me infinite emptiness and sadness. While me in a profound joy. the majority belong to the crying and says thank you, far from condemning the minority. again and again and always condemns us.
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