Breathe
By Pamela Cerdeira
We are a minority, a very noisy minority, maybe we are 80% of those who are in front of a microphone, or write in some space, occupy the mainstream, give our opinion through videos, columns, panels, but we are still a minority. Being a minority is not a bad thing, it just is. However, for me, and I share this as a kind of reflection and mea culpa from someone who is dedicated to inform and communicate, the reality check of June 2nd was knowing that I did not know how to read almost 60% of the voters. I talked to and listened to my block. The electoral results made it clear that X is not Mexico (fortunately, because it is too violent a space) and that social networks, our "link with the world", do nothing more than lock us in our already small bubbles and make us run in circles like a hamster wheel.
I have carefully read the articles of those who understand the result of the vote: if it is the effect of the social programs, if it is the improvement in the pocket, if it is that we were not better off before, if it is the terrible result of being associated to the PRI brand, if the offer of the opposition was not attractive. All the ideas seem interesting to me, and I believe that the truth has fragments of each one, because depending on who defines them or who has voted, they will surely coincide totally or partially with some or several of them. What seems very dangerous to me is to disqualify the other because we do not agree with him.
