Everything in life is dialectical. “Let’s see if we are lucky on this bridge holiday,” expressed a desolate mother who needed a liver for her son. She said it with all the innocence in the world, like a conditioned reflex, without thinking that her hope was subject to the tears of another family. Anyone who needs a heart, a kidney or a liver instinctively thinks of a long weekend. It is a propitious time for traffic accidents. If all bodies are interchangeable, it is because their entrails lack ideology. Or so we think. If a leftist militant receives a heart transplant from a Milei activist, the possible rejection is supposed to be only immunological, not political. Or not. Perhaps the new heart will pump a renewed flow of neo-fascist blood into the brain, forcing you to change your mind. Everything is possible. The truth is that at the moment of truth, a kidney or a liver is valued much more than any ideology.
Fascist Chilavert’s liver oozes tons of poison. He needs a transplant. Next to him is Milei, for whatever he needs. Even more so now that he is running as a candidate for the presidential elections in Paraguay. There are hardly any fascists who admit to being one. He understands. Marine Le Pen’s father is the best example that if one is a Nazi, it is better not to say so. If you’re a fascist either. Thus we find ourselves in Argentine politics with a fascism without fascists. Curious. With subtleties of microfascism and a handful of votes, you can create a most successful fascistic environment without seeming so.
Against theoretical abstractions, the defense of “freedom” is an inalienable commitment of the libertarian. Freedom is a concept. We know that the desire for freedom is part of what is human and we know, without a doubt, that the deprivation of liberty debases. We have in hand, therefore, an essential concept. That, unlike others, such as beauty or happiness, it only exists as a result of a transaction. Freedom is never complete. Sometimes, the freedom of the individual, the responsibility of the individual, and the collective “doing” of the individual, collide. eternal paradoxes. However, neoliberal thinking has always tended to privilege the economic meaning of freedom. When Chilavert and Milei talk about freedom, they are basically talking about economic freedom, deregulated, away from State control and collective rights. Days ago the former Paraguayan goalkeeper merged in a hug with Patricia Bulrrich. The president of the Pro did not hesitate to express that “with Jose Luis Chilavert we agree on the urgent need to preserve freedoms.” She gives the impression that so much neo-fascist freedom comes from a blood transfusion connected to the right vein of the opposition. A right, in which everyone speaks ill of everyone, and everyone is right.
Chilavert confessed that he has been preparing to run for president for “more than ten years.” One wonders if so much preparation is necessary. Governing on the shoulders of neoliberalism is extremely easy, “Chila.” The market does everything for you. Privatize, and the private sector will already be in charge of education, health, pensions, etc. And to live, which is two days. What is called a government without management, a State without a State. What Milton Friedman called the privatization of consciousness, the society of the self. The examples happen. The father of liberalism, Friederick Hayeck, who in his furious defense of him for slimming down the State as much as possible, never worked in the private sector, sucked the public sector until he was out of breath. He understands. You need to be inside to blow it up.