Lead the crowd, don't follow it!

               
  Argentina, my country ...      Argentina, a passion ...           Sweden, my second                                                                                         country

                            Four universal argentines...

         Carlitos                                Evita                            El Che                             Diego    

Drama, tragedy, passion, pain, love, betrayal... The tango... The life!...
(San Telmo, Buenos aires, julio 2007)


"Love me when I least deserve it,
because it is when I need it most "...

(I overheard a porteño say this to a woman he was trying to seduce on my last trip to Argentina. I do not know the author's name nor the success of his poetic efforts)

Christian has just received his second masters degree at the age of 23; a "Master of Engineering" from the University of Durham with an average of 10 and a "Master in Economics" from the University de Cambridge -Girton College- (May 2005). Only 23 years old with two university degrees and two graduate degrees (two masters). How was it done? ... He studied between 10 and 14 hours per day 365 days a year for 6 years. (Here beside his sister Nadia and very proud mother Lena. (Cambridge May 2006).

On September 6, 1975, before a football match in a neighborhood of Buenos Aires.

From the window of my bedroom, in February 2007. Wonderful to see... From a distance!

This is who I am:
Sincere, argentine, feminist... a man!

(Although I suppose that some people will consider
parts of this presentation "politically incorrect")

(Translated by Nadia O'Donnell)

This is who I am, or at least, this is how I perceive myself to be:
I am 750 years younger than Stockholm, the spotless city in which I have studied and worked since the 22nd of December of 1977.

I am free by vocation, and genetically rebellious, impulsive, creative, enterprising, steady, committed to my endeavors and very competitive. At times sympathetic, often annoying, but always efficient. Much better as a soloist than a member of an orchestra.

I am a lover of life, women and love without love; I am passionate about all the pleasures that life has to offer. Pleasures that time, inexorably and cruelly, deprive us of bit by bit. I don't love work, but I love my work.

I was reared on the shores of the Rio de la Plata and the Parana River, two cities in which the project of my life began to take flight during my first 24 years: Buenos Aires, Rosario, Buenos Aires, Buenos Aires, Buenos Aires... I'm a "porteño".

An Argentine as always and Swedish like never before, I have finally understood the inexistence of the absolute. I was an uncompromising fanatic during the 1970's -my time of suicidal idealism, in which I, entirely delirious, divided humanity into comrades and reactionaries, friends and enemies; I survived.

Today I try to be tolerant and analytical, dispassionate and rational. I was previously the bearer of all answers, today the bearer of all questions.

I continue to, as always, manifest my truths, only now, in stark contrast to the years of my youth, I express them knowing that they are merely my truths, of the here and now, and do not intend whatsoever to impose them on anyone else. By no means are they absolute or eternal.

The intolerants, a threat to peace:
Each individual beholds the right to think as they wish, and the unquestionable obligation to respect the thoughts of others. Each human being has the inalienable right to freedom of expression and the liberty of thought.

I claim as my own the famous words of a great thinker of the French revolution: "I abhor your views, but am prepared to give my life in defense of your right to express them".

I do not pretend to claim that men are better or worse as a result of thinking differently. Worse are the intolerant and narrow minded, the ones that discard and cannot accept the existence of ideas different to their own. The sectarians. These fanatics, irrespective of ideology are always a threat to peace, and guilty of all wars.

With regard to every individual:
I am a fervent believer in the potential of the individual. Whilst I don't believe that all men are equal, I do believe that every man has rights. All men ought to have the same opportunities, and they ought to be equal before the law. So far, these principles have been nothing but empty formulations in a plethora of preambles and national constitutions. Perhaps, one day, mankind will rectify this shortfall.

I believe everyone is the architect of their own destiny; that strong as well as weak men exist. Destinies forged by the strong tend to be more illustrious than those forged by the weak; it's a fact of life and not an injustice. I believe that you reap what you sow. The differences to which I allude do not make us inferior or superior, merely different, unique beings. Luckily it is so.

Women:
They provide pleasure and pain. With them we ought to be honest, respectful, give as well as receive satisfaction, but always evade falling in love. When the process of falling in love reaches its inevitable end -these processes are nothing more than ephemeral chemical-hormonal reactions- the enchantment caused by 'falling in love' disappears. At that moment emerges the need for commitment, and with that commitment appears conflict and the inevitable separation.

It is better to sleep with all of them without falling in love with any of them. I think the reverse of this proposal is equally legitimate for women.

Las mujeres van y vienen o mejor dicho vienen y se van. Solos nacemos, solos moriremos. The women who give us least problems are probably, those who have more problems: those who sell themselves.

The children, the only genuine love:
I believe that women cause more problems than happiness and children more happiness than difficulties.

The only genuine and unconditional love that exists is the one we feel for our children. We generate our children and we belong to them, but they belong to themselves and to a time that is not ours. We can guide them and we can give them our opinions, but the decision-making is exclusively reserved to them, never to us.

Homosexuality:
Homosexuals should have the right to live with their inclinations and identities, but their ostentations, propaganda, or provocateurs "pride festivals" are not necessary.
I believe that they should be respected and should not be discriminated against unfairly; but I was born in a society that taught me that the natural relationships take place between men and women. I still believe that.

I think that coexistence between same-sex couples should have legal protection and civil unions should be allowed but I oppose the redefinition of matrimony. To allow them to adopt children is madness.

As legislated in practically every country in the world and indicated by all religious beliefs, according to the conscience of the big majority of human beings, according to the traditions of all societies at all times and according to what is universally accepted as natural, the institution of marriage should remain an exclusive legitimacy to the legal union between women and men. I think if we decide to redefine matrimony, we will damage family and children.

I am a feminist:
I am a feminist. I defend equal rights between men and women in all its aspects, but I disagree with the fundamentalist positions of some small groups of extreme masculinized women.

I defend equality, but I am opposed to the revanchist projects of "reversed oppression" that "the gender feminists" are looking for.

The differences between men and women are so obvious that I cannot include myself between those who proclaim equalities that I do not understand. I am not insinuating a superiority which of course does not exist, only noting the existence of irrefutable differences. Luckily it is so.

I am a "feminist of equity", but I do believe that many of these groups of women that shout through the streets, those “men haters", have harmed the purposes they claim to defend. With their extreme and absurd positions, these women have managed to "de-feminize" women. They often shout with vehemence: "men are animals" or "women who go to bed with a man are traitors to her class" at the rallies they punctually attend.

These neo-marxists, resentful, hostile, furious, who look like men and are always ugly, do not want to improve the situation for women; they are working to separate women from man.

Men must be encouraged to publicly denounce these extremists. It is our right and obligation to do so. We must regain our right to say what we think about the actions of these hysterical masculinized "gender feminists".

I say: Yes to equality of rights between men and women! Yes to equity feminism! Yes to legal and moral equality of the sexes! Yes to fair treatment for women and men! Yes to the absence of discrimination! And... No to revengims of hate-men women! No! to the declaration of war on nature led by the proponents of the "new perspective of gender feminists"!

Sweden; my body; my soul; my children; my time:
Tengo 30 años de sueco y una eternidad de argentino. My first country is Argentina that is the land that gave me life and the place where I grew up. Sweden is my second country. I will be eternally grateful to this wonderful country that has embraced and taken care of me since 1976, when a group of murderers and criminals illegally took possession of mine.

Sweden received me and gave me its language. In Sweden I formed a family; I learned Swedish values; I was a university leader; I became a professional; I educated their youth and enjoyed its beautiful women; I led Latin-American people in Sweden; I generated news; I was in the newspapers; I obtained professional recognition. I married, I divorced, and lived with others womans and I separated. I have two wonderful children and I made several turns around the world.

In addition to a good standard of living, Sweden gave me something basic called security. However, it never made me happy. Did I write happy? ... Does happiness exist? ...

De los suecos, lo mejor, es su capacidad de planearlo todo; lo peor, su incapacidad de modificar en algo lo planeado.

While Sweden and its society generate in my heart a profound sense of tenderness and gratitude, the love that I learned to feel as a child for Argentina and its people, has remained unchanged over the years. Despite the thousands of magnificent and unforgettable memories that I saved in Sweden during these decades, Argentina continues to be my country, because there is my childhood, my people, my language, my values, my codes, my jokes, my genes, the national song that I know, my flag and my identity.

Sweden has my body; Argentina, my soul; England, my children; Fribergaskolan my time.

Others views:
I think second place is always the first loser; I think that any past time was worse; I think nobody gives nothing for anything and I think that every man has a price: "What is lacking is not street-walkers, only financiers" from the Argentine film "Nine queens".

Täby Municipality, my place in Sweden:

Täby today is a modern municipality with a sound economy and good prospectives for future development. Our close proximity to the capital Stockholm, the archipelago and the Baltic Sea as well as Arlanda International Airport provide many advantages. Situated approximately half way between Stockholm and Arlanda, it takes less than 20 minutes from Täby to reach either destination.

Täby has excellent public services, schools and leisure venues, very efficient transportation facilities plus an abundant and wide range of shops and other service centres.

Despite being a relatively small municipality in terms of area, Täby has a population of over 60,000 and numerous accessible areas with woods and lakes.

Under the protection of "allemansrätt" (the ancient Swedish legal right of access to private land and open country), there are ample opportunities for walking and rambling freely in our green open spaces to enjoy the countryside.

Prehistoric times are also still very much in evidence in Täby. House terraces, graves, stonewalls and old cattle tracks dating from the days when Iron Age farmers tilled their land almost 2000 years ago are still to be found in the fields. In Täby Church from the 13th Century, admirable items of interest include well-preserved ceiling paintings, by Albertus Pictor in 1480, that are imaginary and decorative. Read more...

English friends, THE FALKLAND belong to Argentina,
give them back!

One day we will reclaim them...