PROMOTION INTERVIEW TO MYSELF
Saturday, August 1, 2009
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(curtain fade program runs out - Speaker with enthusiastic tone)
Welcome to ... "Who would you gained!" With your host ... Walter Doti!
(applause)
WD: Yes, yes, yes, folks! We are once again in "Who you gained" the only program that can discover the soul of believe that much, but they are ...
(the public chorus)
PUBLIC: NAAADAAAA!
WD: That's it ... NAADAA! And today we have the presence of one who really did not beat anyone. This is nothing more and nothing less than ... WALTER DOTI!
(warm applause - the visitor enters from the left of the screen and fits in the red armchair visits, desk next to the driver)
WD: Walter Well, luckily there is this program because if ever I was going to interview anyone.
WD2: (Smiles) That's true. A few years ago, walking was always loosely constructed witty responses to exit gracefully and leave a good impression if I ever do an interview blistered. But ...!
Just do not complain, eh! I find it absolutely right.
WD: Fair?
WD2: Yes, absolutely. I have the gift of a say in things being very objective. I see people protesting something only when it affects them and support ideas only if they somehow benefit them. Instead I've been pretty different. When I disagree with something I do not care if I get it stopped with that idea and I support it now. So do not often agree with the complaint and protest, because I think that attitude is a lot of bias. So I think it's fair that nobody is interested in asking what I think. I think interesting, but I'm interesting? I think not.
WD: Well, come and say that this program is somewhat an exercise in arrogance.
WD2: Yes, of course. Is coexisting in me these two things: my selfish perspective and my cold and objective eye on things, above all else, including myself. But I think the key is something that once an employee told me that I took of my business: "Why do you admire people?" Terrible, huh?. But I think that's true. Why do people admire me? ... I always wanted to be recognized, but never found to exhibit a virtue. Or rather never made a systematic effort to learn anything finishing.
WD: Why laziness?
WD2: For lazy, yes. A little. But a bit too because my interests run in zoom out. From a distance, covering everything from a single glance. So, I'm interested in things but in general appearance, not in detail. Let's see: suppose we consider a stand fascinating philosophical idealism, to say the least. I hear about what is involved and dazzled me. I passed and others who find that the author said something I knew life. For me, every idea is a discovery: I have wonder and curiosity, ability to identify when something is really interesting, but I do not have occurred to me far too dazzling ideas. It's like I can play well I can play the game and find it the flaws and virtues, but I can not think new games.
But I went. What was I saying? ...
(There is a long pause. The driver looks at Walter and inviting smiles to go with a gesture of his hands. Respondent is scratching his head down and takes the floor smiling at the lagoon)
Ah, no. Well, I said. Suponete that I am surprised by idealism. I can hardly understand horrors out of the game because I know precisely that: the idea that the external world exists so obvious. I never thought I would have thought otherwise. I read and reread, I fought with the presents I the idea and ended up being the first sponsor of the new way of looking at things. And I'm interested in its general structure. Then, if there is a contradiction in such a thing to say Berkeley, or whether this or Hegel's term should be interpreted this way and not like that, so I do not care at all. And I think that is a bit that's what prevents me from being a specialist knowledge of a particular thing and become a reference for someone.
WD: Does this focus on a terminological or conceptual similarity of a certain author is what makes an activity always unhappy?
WD2: I say that philosophy is to unhappy. So, for guys who can not be happy and unhappy in the sense of useless, cowardly. Like when you say, "what will power, the wretch!" I belatedly discovered being that kind of doubly unhappy. And I regret that part of me, I want to get away from that image that now seems ridiculous, pathetic. Sad, above all else.
WD: But is not there something a little contradictory in this matter of wanting to leave the role of the philosopher and on the other hand want to shine, to be known and recognized for your creations, the way you see the world?
WD2: For a very long time thought so. That was a great contradiction. But this was wrong because I really could not imagine it could be done much more with the philosophy to justify conjectures intricately most often very simple, in an academic exercise depressing and even decadent, I would say. Then I thought what they had more capacity, what they could generate a daze, was at once something I did not think at all. Something deeply despised.
WD: And that's where it comes Rozitchner?
WD2: read my mind. That would say. A fluke I discovered some type. I say a little because he really knew of their existence for a long, since I was with Pergolini. Many people do not bench him because he was with Grondona and facho automatically qualify. And to me the truth about views that has also seemed a bit unpalatable. But I went to hear him because I always felt a very creative, a very clever and saw an identification with him on that side. And I also saw that many times caused antipathy had to do with the fact that they got involved with issues that were as common place made sacred in the correction policy. And that was a little bit right. The guy is an exemplary family man who always displayed a fascination with their children than other supposedly good people do not have in any way. And someone who can sit down with yet Grondona said that Videla would have deserved the death penalty. I like that possibility for thinking about issues in terms of concepts, without which he says has a correlation with reality. That to me is the exercise of thinking. If the word you say let me place to make a droll rhyme involves you, I do playing with words, without saying what it has to match what I think of you. They are like two separate planes, do you understand?
WD: So what brought you Rozitchner?
WD2: Responding to a question I had for a long time without finding an answer. How can engage in an activity that you regret? Well, as Rozitchner: converting, revealing what made us closer to it first. Finding the point where we're excited. I think the guy really is a master at that.
My quest now, my chance to shine now always frustrated, will come from the hand of a conversion of this type.
WD: You are enthusiastic note, Walter.
WD2: I never mention the name of my interlocutor
(They laugh at them. Continued interviewee)
WD2: I have my moments. I definitely times when me and start fifty thousand things, and times when it occurs to me that everything is useless and I stop for a few days. I am very irregular, very fickle.
WD: Well, now we go to a break and then you tell me why so often you mention the word frustration.
Mr. Director: WE WILL STAND! And do not move from there that more ... "Who would you gained!"
(An aerial camera reveals the full study, the cameramen, the public attendees. The director activates the camera a flat open. The animator is happy and joking with everyone. The respondent, however, only outlines a boastful smile)
WD: You have become lords and we will ask Walter about the word frustration.
WD2: Look, as I said in the court and as I always say, the frustration is like a dog bites you constantly taps. You can move around a few blocks olvidándotelo, but the guy always comes back and insists and bite you again a thousand times. When you see that dog is to stop and stop doing what they were doing. But that at once creates more frustration, brings up another dog. And when you want to agree you have a pack behind you.
WD: Behind you (I corrected)
WD2: You're right. Behind you. I was always a great promise for the duration of the stage of my preparation, but when the time came I could not keep the steaks so much expectation. An expectation that others had about me, but I also had. Why I always say that if I could say my whole life, these thirty-odd years that I lived so far, weighs one hundred kilos, I would share this: fifty kilos under my childhood, to twelve years. Weighs thirty kilos time since I started school until I finished study philosophy, more or less at twenty. And from then on until now split the remaining twenty kilos.
WD: It is very curious. You feel light, almost inconsequential, the years when you were a parent, in which more or less found the economic balance through a dream job at a bookstore, in which the problems disappeared in your relationships.
WD2: Yes, indeed. But not so. If that time weighs twenty kilos in my story, if not weighed twenty-five, is all that you mention. The problem is at the level of my personal development. People that revolutionized the world made between twenty and thirty-five. And I'm getting to that limit without having accomplished anything. I begin to feel as I lost some time unrecoverable. What nobody told me and I also realized that the time from the twenty-five goes much faster. That youth has just stopped since then and this place looks very short time ahead. Forty years on average and if you're lucky. Is small. And above all things is a time when one should begin to enjoy what he did before. Not a time to continue preparing.
WD: What would you have wanted?
WD2: I'm not sure why. That's a problem. It's hard to know what was what you wanted, the image of himself. But I have a memory that helps me for that. I always remember the day August 8, 1988. Eight of eight of the eighty-eight. The sixth-grade teacher wrote down the date on the board and reflected on the alignment of dates. And we said that would not happen again until the 9th of September 1999. And when he said that I thought of the year two thousand. Two-thousand was the future excellence. And I remember how I imagined my future that day. I thought I would have twenty-four, it would be loud and clear. And a lawyer, probably. At that time I thought it was going to be a lawyer. I figured an adult. A man with all the letters. And today I am more of a late adolescent than a real adult. When I leave the beard does not feel that it is something natural. I feel like I dressed, ridiculously dressed like a baby. As if he had a mustache drawn with burnt cork. I did.
WD: And what would be done?
WD2: Once a friend told me that when one draws the veil of reality and discovers his terrible hand, there is no turning back. What you see is forever etched in your memory and you can no longer not to be pessimistic. I think it's true. But I think the opposite is true.
I was lucky enough to spy a little on the other side of life, the heavenly side. I walked several times from people who winds the world. And when you see it, there is no turning back. Travelling provides that lesson, for example. When you're in an airport, you realize that while you spent years getting used laburo fine little life to your neighborhood too small, while you spend time learning to appreciate the little things, like I always taught the propaganda of the criolla, others took the same time to go out to conquer the world.
I find it amazing how you live while their little routines thinking that life is about, others are literally giving him rope to the world, going back and forth, organizing things, signing contracts, creating unimaginable relationships, liaise with key people , living life like every moment realizing that no more than an opportunity. It surprised me to travel and I like to travel. So, rather than the Eiffel tower ... but it is also great.
WD: But surely many will be listening to thinking that what you say is frivolous, materialistic. Arising from gentrification ...
WD2: The issue is who can think. In one part of the Creole Operetta Dolina the character appears in a part of a neighborhood where "time is fast-flowing river, where time passes quickly. The characters speak with a local resident, you are moving from childhood to old age during a chat. And this neighbor, old and wise at the end, advises: "Life is short friends. Enjoy. I squandered talking stupid. " And some that's the point: Who are the talk of superficiality? I spent my life listening to those who are accustomed to living in the neighborhood, which is learned philosophy "Criolla" memory, which speak from their sad mediocrity just efficient.
Now I have learned who to listen. Maybe it was always too impressionable and I was wrong in being too respectful of everyone. Even the less able. As if an engineer to follow the instructions of some guy going out there to make a suspension bridge. I gave her ball to which I spoke of that ambition was bad, which made me believe that luxury is commonplace, as they say round, to speak out and say it is proper pride. But more or less comfortable world they live in those who think it was built by others. Is constructed by frivolous by the materialists. I think I learned that, basically. Not to neglect the material aspect of things, to stop having a look "buenista" and spiritual prejudicially. I think I heard too. I should have listened more to me. I should have believed in me.
WD: Will you be mature?
WD2: I will. Twenty years from now. (Smiles). I think sometimes grow back. You get rid of a lot of obstacles accumulated out of the garage a lot of crap that we'll never understand for what we buy. Make a general cleaning and re-listen to yourself. Lost spontaneity.
WD: Spontaneously told you that we are about to pull the plug. Thank you Walter. Not won one, but maybe from now on will let them win any ...
WD2: By his own power or condescension of others. (Laughs)
WD: And gentlemen ... we said goodbye until next week! When Frederick List the receipt and ask yourself with you ... And you, "Who would you gained!" Bye! Until next time!
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