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  • Agustín García Calvo (1926-2012)
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El Pais newspaper. 12-07-2009


To try that you are follow not confusing with the writing language: language (remember, reader) it is not nobody, and given to anyone without distinction of class or sex, the only invention which is not for sale, free more water or air to: writing, on the other hand, has an owner: is Lords, priests and, under the democratic system, all which school I have purchased, knowing that it is worth much and that only she can manage in this world and win jobs on the scale of society; Since writing is culture, and it is the very beginning of the history: as before, when there would be out there talking about people without trace and written record, it is not known.
This difference seems clear, isn't it? And, however, will have to be confusing, because it is that the Social order, and self in herself, has great interest and great effort on that mistake, that is, in the language may be nothing more than writing, culture, which is what they know and handle, and even put rules and pay for it properlyDiscover what neither one nor their masters know, there's something below the known and that one (or their masters) does not know what makes when he speaks, and who speaks so well because don't know, that (truth, reader?) is a dangerous thing, and therefore it flees from.
Something must be clarified in this trance: that dominates much the idea of separating what do other media, such as Television first and foremost, and contrasted it with the writing and reading, and thus, with the best of intentions, campaigning for reading against the rush to screen TVs and computers; but it is not: all media training of people, images "that say more than a thousand words" or by conversion of the words (written) in numbers of digital codes, are nothing more than writing developments, and will also overwrite the living language; also, in its way, voice recordings, which already, to reproduce themselves, can say perhaps, but only what is said.
Is this a disregard of the reading? No, reader: even this same you write would have reached to discover it without the help of some things that time occasionally have been writing the few scholars in the world who have been; not even the voice of those who, like Socrates or Christ, already felt the betrayal of writing and rejecting it, would have come down to us unless through the escribidores, Plato or the evangelists: so many contradictions are facts, and thank you for this reason the angels we intersect the path nameless.
But hear me, reader, if you can, still a bit: is true that, for centuries, has imposed us the technique of reading with eyes, without whisper even with the lips, and even the ability to read diagonally, at a glance, entire pages; but that doesn't mean, or just kill him ever, the possibility of reading aloud, that is, return the written words to the air. Yet not long ago (up to the almost global triumph, does a century of democratic rule thing) lasted into the same schools the custom that the children learn memory fables or other poetry which may then recite aloud and even one single musitár them himself from time to time; and lasted in some places the tradition of poetry popular (i.e. anonymous), not only songs or ballads, but also long epics; that, although sometimes they write for memory support, it returned to live in the singing or recitation; and so, what the heck!, myself (ya ves, reader, is like one of the old and faithful) I do nothing but tear away from the writings where have learned them long runs of Homero, Safó, Pindar, Virgil, Horacio, fray Luis de León, Machado, Unamuno..., to throw them in the air while I shave or canturreár I them to numb me a little to the cacophony of the fair.
Is clear, reader, that reading as well, to return to the living language writing and leaving by air-free words, they will inevitably move, to forget the fidelity to what has been written and come to give, with more or less success or misfortune, in ceaseless variation, as only in variations anonymous poetry lived: this is the danger in this way read, and that is (or so you thought what else?) the freedom; of the words, man.


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