Thursday, June 10, 2010

Rain and bike


Rainy day. But even the rain couldn’t stop incredible things to happen. It’s well known that motorcycles shouldn’t cross during rain. The road turns soap and accident stats rise. Any idea? Why don’t you transform your bike into a bed while the sun comes again?

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Good faith at the main street

So we decided to repair the wall of our house. More than ten years passed. Not in vain. The paint started to scratch causing serious damage to the front door mechanism.

The amazing thing here is that for the last two nights, the raw mixture that it’s used to cover the wall has been outside our house, in the middle of the main street of our neighborhood.

If I weren’t living in Venezuela perhaps I would not be surprised. But in this former country there are no rules and insecurity is our capital fear.

Why did anyone take our bags? Perhaps there’s good faith left in this nation. Maybe the thieves haven’t discovered yet the precious construction treasure.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Lagoven Notebook

History equals passion. Sniffing in my house library I found an old book from the collection Cuadernos Lagoven. This number was destinated to Simon Bolivar’s conception of justice. Needless to say, as a law student I believe that this topic is fascinating. The Venezuelan founding father envisioned a justice system based on Montesquieu’s ideas.

How deeply was El Libertador influenced by the author of De l'esprit des lois?

Moreover, Cuadernos Lagoven was edited by Lagoven itself, a former subsidiary o PDVSA, the Venezuelan Oil Company. The collection was filled with various themes, from biology to social sciences. When will have again such interesting publications?

Monday, June 7, 2010

Lumbago

Three o’clock in the morning. I couldn’t sleep. The reason: suddenly, my low back started to pain. I could hardly move. I tried to get up, but the task was nearly impossible. Then I realized the meaning of a lesson of humility that many of us forget. We aren’t made of iron. Despite our sense of greatness, it takes a little touch in our body to get back to reality.

Then I started to remember how we may be touched by such experiences. Take as an example what happened to Saint Ignatius of Loyola. Because of an injury caused by a cannon ball and extended repose he discovered a new path that lead to sanctity. Thanks to this accident the Society of Jesus exists today.