My Friend J. Barrio sent me this by mail and the truth is worth reading ...
TRIBUNE: F. FERNANDO GÓMEZ
reading Embracing
The book opens before us spreads her legs as delivered and possessive lover. As open arms to welcome the friends and family. In my prehistoric opened tiny arms to me, weak and dirty tales of the first lane. And among them were observed social differences. Cheapest fit in the palm of his hand, his handwriting was almost illegible and had the smut-stained cheeks as coal or writing ink strokes, curves and clubs. They did not seem designed to make their children read, but grandmothers, Desojo the edge of the crib. Instead, the most expensive in the eighth, were read with ease and had gold lettering on the cover.
Next came adventure books. When not yet reached adolescence, when we have not yet trained and not we have injected into the brain enough of resignation, we are amazed painfully monotonous existence. How can he asks the boy, having spent eight years suffering from this sordid daily repetition? The books of adventure, with his white lie, will open the doors of hope.
hidden books. Secret books. Need to be taken under the textbooks. Read them when we do not see our elders or teachers at school. They are adventure stories, serialized novels, detective. And few years later, not years, months-pornographic novels. What ineffable pleasure I give these readings. Aldous Huxley said: "A real orgy never so excited as a pornographic book." And this does not mean to suggest to anyone to leave the orgies.
But the book also has enemies among his own kind. In my own case, were the high school textbooks. What revulsion, dislike what inspired me. I hate the book, I hate reading, hate knowledge. Fortunately, there was in Madrid on many street stalls selling at half price noveluchas secondhand, or third or fourth, paws and requetesobadas, noveluchas adventure, police and green. Those stalls were to be retained I live my love of books, writers, professors who would have gotten killed. In the book, as war can not happen in real wars, "won the poor.
appeared after what some considered enemies of the book, film, radio, television ... are, indeed, other media of poetry, and music and the arts. But while enemies in one respect, it is difficult to defeat the book, nor do I put it interesting. The book will take advantage of the physicality, the closeness. The book I have, I possess, I can even give jealousy, not to look, not read it, and yet keep it. It is not ephemeral. I can also have it in your hands, rub her back like a dog friend, leafing, sobarlo, I can kiss some of his lines if I have moved. Whether it's a luxurious book, bound in soft leather, as if a popular book, from which they bend and fold submissive to be read in bed, with which one can lie down without much difficulty.
Thanks Javi.
