{"id":6627,"date":"2009-12-03T18:04:09","date_gmt":"2009-12-03T15:04:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/?p=6627"},"modified":"2009-12-03T18:04:09","modified_gmt":"2009-12-03T15:04:09","slug":"scenele-dinaintea-furtunii-demagogice","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/2009\/12\/scenele-dinaintea-furtunii-demagogice\/","title":{"rendered":"Scenele dinaintea furtunii demagogice"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Uit\u00e2ndu-se piezi\u015f c\u0103tre cea\u0163a de afar\u0103, <strong>T.<\/strong> v\u0103rs\u0103 o lacrim\u0103 \u00een paharul \u00eembr\u0103cat cu ghea\u0163\u0103 \u015fi licoare \u00een\u0163ep\u0103toare din palma sa. G\u00e2nduri peste g\u00e2nduri \u00eei zburau haotic prin minte, precum valurile \u00eenvolburate ale m\u0103rii. \u00centreb\u0103ri, \u00eentreb\u0103ri, \u00eentreb\u0103ri dar niciun r\u0103spuns. Oare a ajuns la cap\u0103tul puterilor? Cert este c\u0103 a ajuns la fundul paharului&#8230;\u201dB\u0103iete, mai pune un r\u00e2nd&#8230;\u015ei las\u0103-m\u0103 singur apoi.\u201d O broboan\u0103 de sudoare se ascunse \u00een man\u015feta m\u00e2inii drepte, a\u015fa cum to\u0163i cei care i-au fost cu adev\u0103rat m\u00e2na dreapt\u0103 s-au dat la st\u00e2nga. \u201eDar oamenii, oamenii nu mai au sl\u0103biciuni? Numai eu am?\u201d. R\u0103spunsul se \u00eenc\u0103p\u0103\u0163\u00e2na s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 printre foile scrise caligrafic de c\u0103tre un grup de oameni cu sl\u0103biciuni doar pentru bani&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0\u00a0 De cealalt\u0103 parte a ora\u015fului, plimb\u00e2ndu-se \u015fcol\u0103re\u015fte printre mireasma proasp\u0103t\u0103 de cafea, <strong>M.<\/strong> \u00ee\u015fi aranja tacticos c\u0103ma\u015fa \u00een pantaloni, a\u015fa cum i-a atras \u00eentotdeauna aten\u0163ia doamna sa. Ajuns mai apoi \u00een fa\u0163a dulapului, alese cu grij\u0103 o cravat\u0103 cu a sa culoare preferat\u0103, care-i oferea de fiecare dat\u0103 sentimentul unui taur \u00een aren\u0103. \u201eAh, s\u0103 nu uit, s\u0103 nu uit&#8230;Am repetat de o mie de ori, sper s\u0103 nu uit.\u201d. Privindu-se cu jind \u00een oglind\u0103, avu senza\u0163ia c\u0103 \u00een spatele s\u0103u r\u00e2njeau mi\u015fele\u015fte c\u00e2teva fe\u0163e care i-au \u00eenso\u0163it de ani buni drumul printre oamenii de r\u00e2nd. Tres\u0103ri \u015fi \u00eentoarse brusc privirea. Nu era nimeni. O pic\u0103tur\u0103 de sudoare \u00eei p\u0103t\u0103 c\u0103ma\u015fa proasp\u0103t c\u0103lcat\u0103 \u015fi apretat\u0103. \u201eUf, sper s\u0103 se usuce. Nu am voie s\u0103 gre\u015fesc!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0\u00a0 <strong>T.<\/strong> g\u0103si de cuviin\u0163\u0103 s\u0103-\u015fi lase acas\u0103 toate foile umplute cu bagaj de cuno\u015ftin\u0163e m\u00e2r\u015fav. V\u0103z\u00e2ndu-\u015fi chipul ridat printre pic\u0103turile de pe fereastr\u0103, se g\u00e2ndi o clip\u0103 c\u0103 este destul de puternic \u00eenc\u00e2t s\u0103 \u0163in\u0103 piept oric\u0103rui du\u015fman. \u201eOricum, sunt lucruri pe care le am de at\u00e2ta  vreme&#8230;\u015ei, chiar a\u015fa, dac\u0103 sunt gre\u015fite?\u201d. \u00censp\u0103im\u00e2ntat deodat\u0103 de acest g\u00e2nd, se sim\u0163i mai singur ca niciodat\u0103&#8230;At\u00e2\u0163ia oameni, intra\u0163i \u00een hora sa mult\u0103 vreme parc\u0103 fuseser\u0103 \u00eempr\u0103\u015ftia\u0163i brusc precum cea\u0163a de soare. \u201e\u015ei dac\u0103&#8230;?\u201d. Nu, cu siguran\u0163\u0103 nu exist\u0103 varianta asta. Nu, lui nu i se poate \u00eent\u00e2mpla. Ce o s\u0103 fac\u0103 dup\u0103 aceea? Iar\u0103\u015fi departe de cas\u0103, de cei dragi, doar el \u015fi poeziile sale? \u201eNU!\u201d, \u00ee\u015fi spuse mai hot\u0103r\u00e2t ca niciodat\u0103. \u00cen cele c\u00e2teva minute de reverie deveni alt om. El trebuie s\u0103 fie un lider. Pentru el \u015fi pentru ceilal\u0163i. Cu acest g\u00e2nd plec\u0103 spre confruntare.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0\u00a0 \u201eAcum, c\u0103 tot am b\u0103ut cafeaua, o s\u0103 par emo\u0163ionat. Uf, de ce am b\u0103ut eu cafea? M-am luat dup\u0103 scorpie&#8230;\u201d. \u00ce\u015fi mai repet\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103 o dat\u0103 ideile, s\u0103 fie sigur c\u0103 par ale lui. Puteau fi ale lui, de fapt, numai c\u0103 al\u0163ii i-au luat-o \u00eenainte. Privindu-se cu nesa\u0163 \u00een oglind\u0103, remarc\u0103 o scam\u0103 pe um\u0103rul drept. \u201eNumai mizerii pe dreapta, tot timpul pe dreapta&#8230;\u201d. O lu\u0103 cu sc\u00e2rb\u0103 \u015fi o arunc\u0103 pe geam, s\u0103 fie sigur c\u0103 nu-i mai invadeaz\u0103 lini\u015ftea. Sacoul era \u00een ordine, pixul cu nume celebru st\u0103tea preg\u0103tit la buzunarul interior iar cele c\u00e2teva file cu \u00eenscris machiavelic a\u015fteptau cumin\u0163i \u00een mapa de pe biroul de mahon. Doamna \u00eei arunc\u0103 o ultim\u0103 privire serioas\u0103, aranj\u00e2ndu-i cravata a\u015fa cum trebuie, apoi \u00eei str\u00e2nse m\u00e2na plin\u0103 de energie. <strong>M.<\/strong> z\u00e2mbi \u00eembujorat \u015fi se \u00eendrept\u0103 spre u\u015f\u0103. Era fericit c\u0103 (\u00eei) venise momentul.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0\u00a0 &#8230;Peste c\u00e2teva zile se va l\u0103sa frigul. Iarna va fi mai gri ca niciodat\u0103, f\u0103r\u0103 a \u0163ine cont de licori, man\u015fete, c\u0103m\u0103\u015fi apretate sau pixuri cu renume. Z\u0103pada va acoperi tot mai greu mizeria unei lumi plecat\u0103 spre pierzanie iar oamenii vor deveni din oi umbre. Biroul de mahon va r\u0103m\u00e2ne, \u00een schimb, la locul s\u0103u, la fel cum paharul \u00eembr\u0103cat cu ghea\u0163\u0103 \u00ee\u015fi va \u00eenso\u0163i st\u0103p\u00e2nul. <strong>M.<\/strong> \u015fi <strong>T.<\/strong> vor fi, inevitabil, feri\u0163i de nepl\u0103cerea unui timp friguros.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Uit\u00e2ndu-se piezi\u015f c\u0103tre cea\u0163a de afar\u0103, T. v\u0103rs\u0103 o lacrim\u0103 \u00een paharul \u00eembr\u0103cat cu ghea\u0163\u0103 \u015fi licoare \u00een\u0163ep\u0103toare din palma sa. G\u00e2nduri peste g\u00e2nduri \u00eei zburau haotic prin minte, precum valurile \u00eenvolburate ale m\u0103rii. &hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[30,103],"tags":[869,1031,1139,1399,1426,1611,2303,2980,3183],"class_list":["post-6627","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-aberatia-de-intelect","category-promo","tag-confruntare","tag-demagogie","tag-dreapta","tag-frig","tag-furtuna","tag-iarna","tag-oameni","tag-scena","tag-stanga"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6627","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6627"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6627\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6627"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6627"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistacioburi.ro\/revistacioburi\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6627"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}