Earlier I told you that there is a place called Peronia, I told you how some of its citizens live, I described their economic and social backwardness. Today I will talk about citizens who are close to ostracism.
It happens that in Peronia there is a group branded as subversives, to say it in some way, they are people born in Peronia who are tired of the repression of violent groups, the mafia, corruption and the brazenness of the unions.
Recently this group was joined by a group of people who have been destitute, come from a place that no longer exists but in their dreams, where there is no hope, where uncertainty about the future is the only certainty and just as food Faith is also scarce. They have nowhere else to return, their homes have been destroyed, but they are afraid of not being able to continue to take refuge in Peronia.
Together they form a group of people who not only do not fit in Peronia, but who are victims of constant attacks, they are the others, the different ones, those who do not have peace but constant struggles at work, in universities, in the streets, from days ago are those who try to come together to safeguard before the crowd of fervent followers of the "leader" ends with them.
These immigrants who come from so far had a slight hope last week after there were serious protests in their place of origin. They did not contain their adrenaline, they went to demonstrate to the embassy to support their fellow citizens and exert international pressure. But they did not count on what faithful Perón youth groups and therefore defenders of any collectivist regime, came to attack the others who were protesting.
The situation worsened when the police had to intervene, the media showed pseudo-analysts who criminalized the actions of others, began to accuse them of conspiracy, betrayal, and defending external interests. Obviously they do it to get well with that huge mass of people who still believe in the "leader".
The environment became radicalized, because these others who come from that place that no longer exists are desperate, they feel, they cry, they scream, because they have stormy memories, they still have valuable people in that place so far from where they come and want them help, but the citizens of Peronia strive to silence them, to tell them how to think and what to do.
I write this with fear - does anyone knock on my door? - sometimes it scares me that they discover me, sometimes I can not stand and show them my true identity, sometimes I fall, sometimes I get up, but I always remember: I am different, I am the enemy of all the followers of the "leader" and that is my sentence, will I end up in the guillotine?
I do not know how long this battle will last, not those who manage to win it, I do not know if we will kill each other first, I would like to be free. Anyone there?
To be continue
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