Sunday, July 23, 2006

Doctor Can You Help Me?

Sleep (in) quiet ...

It's staying up late at night, wasting time and by using the remote control trying to find something on television at times when there's only sports and reruns of movies that nobody cares, no is something rare. Especially in my case.

And sometimes you encounter strange things. Once, for example, ended up watching "Master of Puppets II: Revenge of Coulon." Unforgettable movie. Of course this time I had something that, seen from a certain point of view, could be worse.

Cable Channel 13 in a micro-space is called "Live and Remember", where small recall reports "the year of the pear." Soil run into stories of our years of dictatorship, and this time was no exception. Bored with National Geographic Channel, passing by the previously mentioned channels when I stumbled on the screen with a known (and criticized) TV reporter who now works at another channel, hair with more color, and doing a story at night. Their goal: Cover a night patrol of the Special Forces of Carabineros.

If they are seeing with the eyes of today these "special forces" would laugh, with their baggy uniforms, their belts similar to that of my coat, a rifle of the year of Cocoa Raff, and a helmet, perhaps the only thing more "modern." (And up there, could that have been the balance of the First World War) A platoon leader with lenses "poto bottle" and scowl was given the task of explaining in detail the weapons platoon and what held during the night. For some inexplicable reason trotted out in the bus, carrying as well as men with explosives, a few old rifles, a machine gun and a generator that had more equipment painted those old tube radios for something else.

Of course, these "dedicated fighters against terrorism, which looked after the dream capital" (I invented the phrase) is not encountered more risks than a couple partying did not want to sleep and apologized profusely, and almost in tears to see twenty-armed police at the door, and a car coming from the maternity ward had left a mother. Anyway, between the dark and old image, the faces of few friends, and what you imagine that happening in operations not so kind or television as shown, the note gave the sordid affair.

So better to sleep.


Greetings,

SE, LERM. Eduardo Peñailillo B.

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