He was writing another article, surely more important than this one, always in defense of the revolution, necessary. But I stopped and followed my instincts and gave free rein to the desire to highlight the fun meeting of today, when in the Mira-flores Palace, another flower was decorated, one from Venezuela, which as a beautiful song says, a beautiful American flower that perfume the morning of South America.
Well, as Diogenes says, you have to read between the lines, but I read, feeling, the expressions more than the lines. And those of President Nicolás Maduro, while he listened excitedly, it was a whole palette of colors showing, without shame, the great pride he feels, representing a whole great country, in front of an athlete of the height of Yulimar Rojas, the queen of Tokyo .
And although there were many of the athletes from Tokyo, with their Olympic and Paralympic awards, it was undoubted that the focus of attention was totally taken by Yulimar.
We discovered, curiously, that our president was also, for a short time, an athlete, and then he even had a good prognosis as a future player in the major leagues.
And undoubtedly all that practice, as I said in the conversation, of discipline, concentration, development of forces not only physical, but also mental and concentration, must be serving him a lot in these years of exceptional work as president of an attacked country, who keep trying to strangle. Those extreme high-strategy tactics that you have to think about, invent, choose, to defeat, as I pointed out, superior enemies, more prepared, stronger, more robust. Referring clearly to baseball, I immediately apply it to the political situation in Venezuela and to his role as Head of State.
Of course the necessary balance, when he points out that, when winning, you must leave with a smile, and when losing with another one. Although I disagree with something, because when we lose we cry, like it or not, something inside us is torn, it is inevitable, it is human. But perhaps, since I have never been competitive, much less an athlete, I do not know well what it is to smile at losses.
But very good for Nicolás, since he has required it, so many and many times, it has been essential for him to maintain that balance in so many absurd, delusional attacks, coming from outside, but especially from those who call themselves Venezuelans and are damaging the homeland where they move.
Thanks to that balance, it is that, for example, he maintains a steady pulse, as he usually says, cold-blooded, nerves of steel, calmly. And of course yes, you will eat popcorn in the comfort of your privacy when you wait for the results in front of the television on 21N at night.
And the tumbaíto? It is the light, sinuous movement, tearing the air gently, as Yulimar usually does, who has declared that her other vocation was to be a dancer. And since those anxieties are not lost, because she has assimilated that movement even mocking, challenging adversity to, according to her, focus. Maximum concentration in the next seconds, to win, to achieve it.
We like that tumbaíto, or the bailecito as it was also baptized over there, where it currently lives, becoming a real boom.
Nicolás proposes to adopt it, for every time he has to face an important task where, imperiously, he must win. The tumbaito of our President, raised hands, hips that swing from side to side, legs in motion, and the smile on his lips, always.
Although I am not Yulimar, nor an athlete, nor do I have the oriental Barcelona tone of Anzoátegui, much less twenty-five springs, I also want to dance a tumbaíto with Nicolás, as a sign of support, of firmness, of harmony, of feeling towards him the whole consideration of the world.
Wishing you all the blessings of Heaven to win that long, giant leap, much more vital than the Olympics, towards stabilizing our second Independence. Stabilize it just because, despite what some intellectuals inside and outside point out, we are already acting and defending it with everything we have at hand.
Suddenly inventing new, unknown strategies, perhaps erring, it is surely inevitable, but always, always looking for the goal, towards there, until winning.
