Jan 05

Alejandro Casona

It is not that the author is an observer privileged or, much less, be neutral. He, too, is product of his time and of his history, his personal vicissitudes and its biographic determinants. But it’s someone who has tried to do his job honestly and re-thread their thoughts without providing too much bonded to the politically correct. And so it has gone. Better said, so he is gone I, regardless of that linguistic artifice already talk in the third person, as do many soccer coaches. This volume, and many others like him, well different authors, which collect all them evanescent present patchwork, allow us better understand the day tomorrow, perhaps, what precisely has just pass and, above all, have the keys, references and giddy to travel better through that needle a future that, inevitably, begins already to immediately be passed. Finally understand this book, if you would need any explanation, I will tell you more detail its genesis. One day I was stranded in Valencia, as happened in another context that Siren of the theatrical work of Alejandro Casona.

The fact not happened suddenly, obviously, because it had already been three years on this Earth trying to move forward with the newspaper that I had contracted with that goal. We have a problem had told me in his day, so go there to resolve it. And I went. Or: I came. The company itself never stopped me doing my job as it was due. Among many reasons, by the erratic in his career at that time and ridden corporate ups and downs. But these are not neither the place nor the time to get into explanations. These adventures the story, to a certain extent, in another book that will see the light well soon. All that process, what ensued Yes suddenly and unexpectedly was my termination. As it says starkly a friend who also struck a similar labor history, what happened is much like the marital infidelity: everyone knows that your partner is pasting it you and you’re the last to know about what to leave home.