The craft of fabulation has been becoming a dangerous entertainment for some time now. It does not require much physical effort, it is enough to have a creative spirit and willingness to receive “support”. Likewise, like that of the famous “pica pica”, such a job requires losing the fear of being exposed and not feeling ashamed because others describe your behavior as buffoonery, in short, the necessary resolution to continue, on a recurring basis, saying and promoting everything that your unlimited mentality imagines, without paying attention to the consequences that this could bring: something like inhibiting the sense of risk.
There is a wide range of fabulists in the country. All public spaces and the media are infested with them, except for the exceptions that confirm the rule. The profession has proliferated so much that one has almost become accustomed to such cackling and confirms its syrphid nature, since the issue, regardless of how ingenious the storyteller is, always ends up being diluted in his own chimera.
Recently, I have seen with pity the attitude assumed by a friend whom I appreciate very much, Carlos Peña. He is competing very successfully to enter the club of creatives, although I cannot affirm that he has achieved it, because the successful storyteller is born, not made. With the invention that he has had to make to assemble his umpteenth “complaint” – having this time chosen as a pretext Guillermo Estrella, the Energía 2,000 company, Leonardo Aguilera and Samuel Pereyra -, I believe that he will snatch away from Don Paco Escribano the title of “king of nonsense and archpampano of laughter.”
Fortunately, for those “chosen” this time by my friend, he has a poor average in the game of quarrels to ring: he has batted nine zero. But he is perseverant, a perseverance perhaps achieved thanks to a silent and unnoticed predisposition for the job. And if that is without having noticed his real potential, what would not happen if he managed to consolidate himself in his vocation! The country has a lot to expect from him. But, my fear is that this friend whom I appreciate so much, instead of evolving in this kind of pathology that he accuses, is going to regress, falling into delirium, a stage even more difficult for psychiatric professionals to manage. As a believer and friend of yours, I ask for a day of prayer for the health of my friend Carlos Peña, lest the behavior observed now take a path that becomes detrimental to his emotional stability.
