La mayoría de la gente maneja una doble moral y cuando le preguntas algo, contesta envalentonadamente: ¡A mi me vale madres!
Fui a comer la semana pasada y asistió con mis amigos un tarugo non-grato para mí y le dice otro cuate: “Wey, te vas a ensuciar” y contesta bien seguro de sí mismo: “Me vale madres”…
Llevaba camisa blanca, ¿Cómo te va a valer realmente madres si estás en horario laboral?...
En fin, sólo pensé: “Pos si, le vale madres, porque con el delantal ni se le nota” (‘che gato).
Y eso es el punto de esta profunda y concienzuda reflexión:
¿Nos vale o no nos vale madres?
NO ME VALEN MADRE:
• Yo
• Lo que viene conmigo (mi familia)
• Mi trabajo (pos de ahí trago)
• Mis amigos y sus opiniones (aunque mejor absténganse hasta que yo les pregunte, gracias)
• José Pedro Varela y la Vía Láctea, la corrupción venial y el pantalón vaquero...
• Los Kansas City Chiefs
ME VALEN MADRE:
• Las opiniones de los amigos de mis amigos que no son mis amigos
• Si alguien piensa que hice mal o que actúo mal
• La vida de los artistas
• Si nos carga la chingada en el 2012 por un desastre natural
• Las Aparicio
• Si creen que hago a veces el ridículo
• Si no soy fashion
• Si la chingada madre de muchos piensa que no soy buena influencia
• El Pulpo Paul
• Que me critican que escuche música pop
• Que piensen que actúo mal, chinguensumadre, no le pido nada a nadie
Y existe una muy delicada categoría:
NO FELLINGS ABOUT IT BUT I CAN CHANGE MY MIND:
• Mis cuates (que no es lo mismo que mis amigos)
• Facebook
• Tu opinión
• La Selección Mexicana de Futbol
Todo esto viene a colación, ya que el track #4 de mi vida, es “Gloria” de la mismísima Patti Smith y un beso enorme a mi carnala que mostró a esta gran poetiza y rockera cuando yo era a LMF...
GLORIA - PATTI SMITH
Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine
Meltin' in a pot of thieves
Wild card up my sleeve
Thick heart of stone
My sins my own
They belong to me, me
People say 'beware!'
But I don't care
The words are just
Rules and regulations to me, me
I-i walk in a room, you know I look so proud
I'm movin' in this here atmosphere, well, anything's allowed
And I go to this here party and I just get bored
Until I look out the window, see a sweet young thing
Humpin' on the parking meter, leanin' on the parking meter
Oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine
And I got this crazy feeling and then I'm gonna ah-ah make her mine
Ooh I'll put my spell on her
Here she comes
Walkin' down the street
Here she comes
Comin' through my door
Here she comes
Crawlin' up my stair
Here she comes
Waltzin' through the hall
In a pretty red dress
And oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine
And I got this crazy feeling that I'm gonna ah-ah make her mine
And then I hear this knockin' on my door
And I look up into the big tower clock
And say, 'oh my God here's midnight!'
And my baby is walkin' through the door
Leanin' on my couch she whispers to me and I take the big plunge
And oh, she was so good and oh, she was so fine
And I'm gonna tell the world that I just ah-ah made her mine
And I said darling, tell me your name, she told me her name
She whispered to me, she told me her name
And her name is, and her name is, and her name is, and her name is g-l-o-r-i-a
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria
I was at the stadium
There were twenty thousand girls called their names out to me
Marie and ruth but to tell you the truth
I didn't hear them I didn't see
I let my eyes rise to the big tower clock
And I heard those bells chimin' in my heart
Going ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong.
Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong
Counting the time, then you came to my room
And you whispered to me and we took the big plunge
And oh. you were so good, oh, you were so fine
And I gotta tell the world that I make her mine make her mine
Make her mine make her mine make her mine make her mine
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria,
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria
And the tower bells chime, 'ding dong' they chime
They're singing, 'jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine.'
Gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a,
Gloria g-l-o-r-i-a, g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria,
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria,
G-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria g-l-o-r-i-a gloria
