Art by Mariana Crottollini (Argentina)
What a world! Everyone wants to be famous.
By Guillermo Cides
How boring to live this double life! On the one hand, the news of people who believe they live on another planet just for being part of the art business and appearing on television or newspapers. On the other hand, the overwhelming reality of the others is the kitchen, with the smell of the oven filling everything, while the young man or woman on duty seems—they want to seem—to live on a 3,000 euro sofa, looking at the camera with the defiance of one who ignores his destiny. The truth is that everyone has the same destiny. But the world is divided into those who ignore it and those who know it. It’s pathetic. Because after the cameras and the sofa, the smell of fried food inevitably appears in every house. And there is nothing more philosophical than the smell of your kitchen. Because it reminds you that you exist like everyone else. Because your kitchen is not perfect and, like all kitchens, it will perish. And time will pass over them, leaving only a trail of sand and wild plants. A more than generous destiny for these famous magazine characters, little martyrs of oblivion with a hair lightener who tries in vain to defeat time.
What a double life of mine, having to watch them from my plate of spaghetti, confusing my bite with ironic laughter that doesn’t help a diner.
Wow, everyone wants to be famous.
And those of us who once were want to be left alone.
G.C.
