They are half past twelve on December 6. First impressions of a day that has all the number to become historical. Are those sensations that are noticed in the environment. People intuit that today is an important day, And they are noticeable in gestures.
And Santa Elena, very close to the only border, that of Brazil, that until today remained open, The day passes quiet. The Colombian border is still closed since Maduro decided to stop the traffickers who, denounced, They were sinking with their practices the economy of the country. A country that drags the weight of monstrous inflation. The biggest in the world. Today the country is closed to lime and sing until the Brazilian border is reopened after the elections.
«You have to vote to throw them out!», It is heard in the bakery
Yesterday, In the bakery: “You have to vote to throw them out!”. With this word game, Customers were encouraged while waiting to be treated. We ask the owner if he would open, He said he didn't know. "There will be lead", Gloria said in her meal post where we stop to take a passion fruit juice, “The people expect lead. Do you think Maduro will let the enemy feel next to him?”.
Later, Hector, the taxi driver with whom we went to the Jaspe's broken to cool off in a day of reflection where there was nothing more to do after having already gone to get real "just in case it gets ugly", In the near Brazilian border, where the ATMs of the only two banking entities exhausted their liquidity, commented, “Everything is rotten, From Hugo Rafael Chávez This country is rotten, Police, The National Guard, the government itself, Here everything is corrupt. There are no batteries, There is no rubber, lack of everything, And they fill their pockets ". But what will happen tomorrow, asked, While by the window I saw that beautiful landscape of the Great savanna that does not seem to have an end. "Anyone knows", said, "But you have to vote. You have to end all this shit ". I did not refer to the landscape ...
“Everything is rotten, From Hugo Rafael Chávez this country is rotten », The taxi driver complains
Today we spent in the morning and the bakery was not open. It is uncertainty. Nonetheless, There is peace of mind in general. Also, people queuing at the door of the Electoral College. And Caracas Tails are also repeated, up to two and three hours of waiting, So the president of the National Electoral Council has affirmed that «if there are voters in the tail, schools must remain open », Although the closing time is at six. People on the street, When crossing, They wonder “Did you get wet, daddy?». They refer to the stain that remains of the ink when the voters identify themselves, and teach the finger as it shows, A violet finger that is becoming a symbol.
The street access street is cut and controlled by the National Guard. The great 4 cannot circulate here×4 that are usually seen in Santa Elena, those large cars with extra deposits to fill them with gasoline to a bolivar the liter and then sell in Brazil to 1,5 real. Speculation in a communist country, o The miracle of the multiplication of fish and breads. A bolivar becomes 400 Bolivars. Multiply for every liter. Yes, As Hector explains, "You have to bite those of the National Guard, if not, They don't let you fill ". Those of the green and rifle military suit that control the accesses to the electoral school, then, They are the same that take the gasoline bite.
“Did he get wet, daddy?», They wonder in reference to the ink stain on the finger after voting
In the bar under the inn where we stay there is a poster that informs of the "dry law". Has been established to avoid riots. It will be that or not, But the day, except minor incidents, Like those people who announce the Minister of Defense who are eating ballots so that the number of physical votes does not match the electronic, It is going quietly. At the moment, Fruit salts for ballots at most, And the hope that electoral digestion will not become very heavy. As the owner of the bar says, that wet well because the finger has violet almost to the wrist, “Maduro Do not go with pods, If you lose it will let time pass, And then the National Assembly will be loaded and ready. But you have to vote the same. " Continue, "These types of governments just end like this, Pressing them, It will not go like that. " Although this time, In Santa Elena it says, They were not "the most Chavistas walking with the bodies of the vote with their red shirts and their berets". It refers to the famous red points that exercised public intimidation among voters, In other past electoral days.
«Maduro does not walk with pods, If you lose it will let time pass, And then the National Assembly will be loaded »
As, A child passes through the street and asks a client who has long since skipped the dry law "And you who you voted?"She replies, "The vote is secret, child, Don't ask, didn't you know?"The truth, tell me, is that your vote is void, "I was wrong when I was voting for the indigenous people" (It refers to the third vote to be cast in the voting of this December six that smells like historical).
Will Maduro accept a majority of the opposition in the assembly? Will there be last minute pucherazo? Will there be lead as some say? If the opposition wins, It will have a sufficient majority? this has only begun. From today we will know if the change comes or, on the contrary, everything will stay the same, but more expensive. We will know if in Venezuela the votes or the lead are worth more.
