Francois Miterrand is said and people know that he was a French president. But Marelle Pereira, who today is 38 years old, and who was orphaned at 8, knows that Mitterrand was the one who ordered the terrorist action in which his father died.
It all happened in 1985, when the French - Hiroshima ignorant - decided to explode some atomic bombs. They did not choose the Champs Elysées or the Louvre Palace, there, in refined Paris, but a corner of the world called Mururoa, in the South Pacific.
To oppose that and other barbarisms, there is a group of heroes of our time, called Greenpeace. They, without fear of any military or media power, are always risking their lives for life. And they headed towards Mururoa, a paradisiacal place, to denounce this new crime without meaning. On one of the stops, in Auckland, still 5,000 kilometers from their destination, they were attacked. The French intelligence service used a supposed newly married couple, who traveled to the place and rented a yacht for their honeymoon.
There they built the bombs that frogmen should put on the hull of the Greenpeace ship, the Rainbow Warrior. At midnight, when everyone was asleep, two bombs tore the hull of the ship docked in port. Fernando Pereira, a Portuguese photographer, could not escape and drowned. Jean-Luc Kister, the head diver of the operation, has just spoken after 30 years and confesses that the order came directly from the ex-president Miterrand, of obscure trajectory on the right, when he accused Greenpeace of being "the ecological arm of international communism".
All this happened, and other things will continue to happen, because the great economic powers, all living beings, have declared war on us. That's why we have to dream of García Márquez, in which we can throw a bottle of sidereal castaways "into the oceans of time, so that the new humanity of that time will know for us what the cockroaches do not have to tell him: that life existed here, that in it prevailed suffering and injustice predominated, but that we also knew love and we were even able to imagine happiness.
And let him know and let know for all time who were the guilty of our disaster, and how deaf they were to our clamor for peace so that this would be the best of possible lives, and with what such barbaric inventions and why such interests petty people erased her from the universe".
In contrast to the war of the pocket and the barbarism, it cheers the intelligence in the war of the chess:
1... N7Qd thinking of 2: NxN, O-O-O !! What seems suicidal, saves the black.
This story was originally written by my friend Ramiro Díez in Diario EL TELÉGRAFO under the following address: https://www.eltelegrafo.com.ec/noticias/columnistas/1/no-pasa-nada-nos-declararon-la-guerra If you are going to use it, please quote our source and place a link to the original note. www.eltelegrafo.com.ec