Do I have a vengeful soul?
Really I do not think so. Throughout my 50 years of life, I have based my actions on achieving my goals on my own merit, working successes step by step with dedication, knowledge and especially, seeking collective well-being.
But I am a human being, imperfect, weak and sometimes, I have to control a need that impetuous comes from the depths of my guts, do justice and punish with the purest derision to all those who take advantage of perks to subdue, humiliate and get, position in society and money cheating.
I imagine myself as an implacable prosecutor who, faced with the occurrence of events in this matter, I am in charge of gathering all the necessary evidence to leave each one of these quasi-delinquents naked before all and supervising with a steel fist each of their steps until that are amended.
Fortunately, when this kind of desire consumes me, there arises an image that has accompanied me since I was a young man, the work of a teacher born in Bethlehem more than 2 years ago, to whom every day that passes, I humbly wish to lodge in my lifetime.