Chicho Ibáñez Serrador, it was clear what was the true power of fear. On the one hand, nothing leaves us more defenseless. "Someone scared of resignation to prove to himself what he is capable", he commented. But with all, who resists. The feeling of panic, insisted our Hitchcock particular that will now receive finally the Goya of honor, returns us to childhood, to that space almost sacred in which everything is still possible. As a child, in fact, not a single one of the countless failures that will come and will shape our personality can be seen as even possible. The attraction for what is fearful, in addition, has something of a cathartic, of saving maybe. As the own religion, terror in its multiple forms of consumption places the believer, the viewer or, as the case may be, to the voter in the acceptance proud of his helplessness. We are so vulnerable when we admit the secret of the faith, at once fascinating and terrifying, as when we abandon ourselves to the certainty awe of the unknown, of what makes us suffer. And it is this pleasant helplessness which reassures us and, at the expense of even any semblance of rationality, makes us strong. The culprit is not already part of us; the person in charge of our intimate misery stops being the incompetence or selfishness. Finally has a face and eyes. And it's always another. Perhaps a monster viscous. Or the devil. Or just an immigrant hungry. Religion, yes, comforts; it is there for to congraciarnos with our orphan's cosmic. The fear, however, exploits the clearly aware of the abyss. The used. And even monetize. Just a movie ticket. Or a simple vote.
Never before was so clear the attraction of fear. And the fear that produces the fear. After what is referred to in the last election, Chicho, in effect, return to reason.
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