From Mexico
In the last years of my life, which have been the past 42 years, I have heard (in the first years not consciously but presently) that the exchange rate has done what it wanted. The peso once morest the dollar has had a pilgrimage whose conclusion was always an increase in the cost of products and life. The exchange rate is so changing that it would be impossible to name a dog “the dollar” because he would have a serious identity problem. The dollar has changed from 3 pesos per dollar to more than 26 pesos per dollar, which if we add the 3 zeros that we removed from the currency, it sounds much uglier.
The exchange rate has recently been in public opinion, although now the other way around, the peso has appreciated in recent months and has overcome some borders that seemed impenetrable. The appreciation of the weight, according to what I have been able to read, is due to various factors, some even incidental, others provoked and others unnoticed. Like almost everything in life, by the way. The entry of remittances into the country, the bank announcements in various countries and the increase in rates in our country have come together to strengthen the currency, creating what they have called “super peso”, which from the brothers “arm” in the fight libre mexicana had not heard such a mention.
The phenomenon has served to warn that not everything is rosy, and that, although a strong currency represents a benefit to a certain sector of the population, its appreciation also brings headaches to other economic sectors. Could it be that we are always looking for the goal of a path that does not end? To what extent do we want to find the destination in moments? We think that a fluctuation in the currency is already a consequence and condition of the conclusion of all problems.
well wrote Francis of Quevedo, the highest representative of Spanish baroque conceptism, in his poem; “Powerfull knight” a brief, but profound description of the money that, arriving from the Indies to Europe, is buried and lost. This is how it happens to us with the moments that are not taken advantage of. Life is built not only by minutes, but by moments, just as a swallow does not make a summer, a moment does not make a future if it does not signify and inspire the next in its fair proportion. When a moment is only enjoyed and not planted, we are condemned to the frustration of an “would have”.
Once once more, Mexico has an opportunity, a moment, not a future, a moment, but it seems that Groucho Marx He was Mexican when he stated: “Why should I care regarding posterity? What has posterity ever done for me?” The arrival of Tesla does not make us powerful, the appreciated weight does not make us powerful, they are moments that well combined, lessons that well learned make us grow and warn us of the future. Success is a process, not an event that meets or coincides. Because if Quevedo described money, 295 years following his birth and 530 kilometers away, Antonio Machado would write; “Walker, there is no path, the path is made by walking”.
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