Not Even The Bad Are Safe

Livia Daz, Jornada Huasteca

Yesterday I stood looking to the sides, waiting for someone to say something
smart. At some point I wrote in twitter Has the attorney said why they killed
the students yet?
Were still asking, if its consolation to believe that theyre dead, or at least, the
way the witnesses say they killed them.
A funerary pyre of the dimension they quote, at least in my history books, takes
days in time and fuel.
Also, teeth dont break apart.
Many dentists were writing on the social networks that we all became, Bones.
Im talking about the press conference of the ex governor of Hidalgo.
Im talking about a Huasteco.
Im talking about a citizen who called himself sad, tired, from his side of things,
his side of the world. Where the bad also have the right to be listened to and
have their lives respected. We know out there things are very different.
We all know many things happening out there in the streets, and like Mario
Benedettis poem says It cant be told.
Early today on Facebook, instead of pictures, many had a black for a profile
image. I saw someone that explained that they woke up that way, that many
artists did, and that for some it is an image of grieving, to others it means:
Okay, whats next?
During the night, thanks to the guys of the 132 we could see, live, what they
did during the press conference of Murillo Karam and the parents of the
ayotzinapa youths, they went to the Angel.
Instead of celebrating, they were in a funeral that is no funeral, because to the
government, the dead are not dead, because the guilt are not guilt until said so
by a judge, and if they are, maybe the Young will be dead, although their
passing on earth is but a memory at the time.
And DNA.
And teeth.

The terror ingrained among the Mexican can almost not be narrated anymore.
It affects the bad, the good, the evil of the good and the good of the evil and
the idea of good and bad that one may have.
The parents of the Ayotzinapa youths are the only ones whove kept their
sanity, for the good of all of us. What pride to be their child.
To begin with, theyre not about to let disillusion take them over, and with that
theyve won the case, in which without trial, its been given for good and real
the testimony of the supposed material authors of genocide.
Why did they do it?
I was still watching the transmission online of the conference and I kept asking
myself why none of the journalists taking the microphone, asked him that.
Then I remembered, he did say it, or well, half did, o he let it drop like someone
to drop the cup to consume matrimony, when he commented it was a territorial
/and/possibly/ between groups.
There the name of this column. Not even the bad are safe.
Then we assume life is death among citizens no matter what they do. No longer
is anyone guilty anymore, unless proven so by a judge and in it no longer the
jungles rule. In the jungle they kill for hunger, here is no longer the jungle
where you can stroll around without clothes, if you may, here is war without
headquarter, because if it was, the owl would not sing, but the rooster.
We must remind you that in this country the dealt penalty is not tolerated. One
would assume that the criminal or presumed so, would at least be put in front
of a Public ministry so he can be dealt with in a civilized manner about their
conduct, unless were missing something.
It looks like were surrounded by many Dredd judges.
Caesar is filling the fields with crosses, like Marco Antonio did when he arrived
to control Rome. Sure, crosses with crucified humans.