{"id":12778,"date":"2017-06-15T13:05:27","date_gmt":"2017-06-15T10:05:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/?p=12778"},"modified":"2017-06-15T13:06:17","modified_gmt":"2017-06-15T10:06:17","slug":"o-amintire-cu-mineri","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/o-amintire-cu-mineri\/","title":{"rendered":"O amintire cu mineri"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Eu eram mic\u0103 pe vremea mineriadei, \u0219i n-am \u00een\u021beles mare lucru, \u00een afar\u0103 de b\u00e2te, s\u00e2nge \u0219i &#8220;dracu s\u0103-l ia pe Iliescu&#8221;. Unii dintre cititorii mei nici nu se n\u0103scuser\u0103 pe atunci. \u0218i e important s\u0103 nu ne uit\u0103m istoria, c\u0103 altfel risc\u0103m s\u0103 se repete.<br \/>\nDe aceea, c\u00e2nd scriitorul \u0219i jurnalistul Cezar Paul-B\u0103descu a publicat aceast\u0103 amintire din studen\u021bie pe propriul s\u0103u perete, i-am cerut acordul s\u0103 o preiau.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u00cen 1990, eram student la Litere, \u00een Bucure\u0219ti, \u0219i exact pe 14 iunie era programat un examen. <\/p>\n<p>V\u0103zusem ce nebunie fusese \u00een Bucure\u0219ti cu o zi \u00eenainte, cu IMGB care \u201df\u0103cuse ordine\u201d la Arhitectur\u0103 sau cei care d\u0103duser\u0103 cu molotoave la Ministerul de Interne, dar nu m-am g\u00e2ndit c\u0103 asta ar \u00eempiedica \u021binerea examenului \u0219i nu voiam s\u0103-l pic prin neprezentare. <\/p>\n<p>A\u0219a c\u0103 mi-am luat mapa, m-am suit \u00een metrou la Groz\u0103ve\u0219ti \u0219i am cobor\u00e2t la Izvor. \u00cen drum spre facultate, am luat-o pe str\u0103du\u021bele din spatele Bulevardului 6 Martie, s\u0103 v\u0103d urmele dezastrului. O cl\u0103dire foarte frumoas\u0103, pe col\u021b (unde aveam s\u0103 aflu c\u0103 fusese arhiva Securit\u0103\u021bii) era complet ars\u0103, iar din pavajul str\u0103du\u021belor fuseser\u0103 scoase pietrele cubice, pe care le vedeai \u00eempr\u0103\u0219tiate peste tot. Altfel, era lini\u0219te. <\/p>\n<p>Agita\u021bia aveam s-o g\u0103sesc pe m\u0103sur\u0103 ce m\u0103 apropiam de Universitate, iar pe Academiei \u0219i apoi pe Edgar Quinet a trebuit s\u0103 m\u0103 strecor prin \u00eembulzeal\u0103. Erau p\u00e2lcuri de mineri \u00eenconjurate de gur\u0103-casc\u0103 \u0219i de oameni care-i aplaudau \u0219i participau cu vorbe de bine la pedepsirea du\u0219manilor.<\/p>\n<p>Intrarea \u00een facultate era str\u0103juit\u0103 de doi mineri care nu l\u0103sau pe nimeni s\u0103 intre. \u201dV-am \u00eenchis facultatea, gata!\u201d \u201dDar noi avem examen!\u201d, a zis o coleg\u0103 care tocmai ajunsese \u0219i ea. Asta a st\u00e2rnit r\u00e2sul celor doi. Ne str\u00e2nseser\u0103m \u00een fa\u021ba intr\u0103rii un grup de colegi \u0219i eram dezorienta\u021bi, credeam c\u0103 cei doi fac mi\u0219to de noi. Atunci a ap\u0103rut o alt\u0103 coleg\u0103 care apucase s\u0103 intre mai devreme \u00een facultate \u0219i ne-a zis c\u0103 totul e devastat \u00een\u0103untru. \u201d\u00cen bibliotec\u0103, au spart vitrinele, au r\u0103sturnat c\u0103r\u021bile \u0219i s-au c\u0103cat deasupra!\u201d, ne-a spus ea surescitat\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>Apoi, am v\u0103zut cum minerii se precipit\u0103, cu strig\u0103te, \u00eenspre intrarea de la Arhitectur\u0103. De pe trotuarul cel\u0103lalt, de l\u00e2ng\u0103 intrarea la Matematic\u0103, am v\u0103zut cum b\u0103teau cu b\u00e2tele un t\u00e2n\u0103r. Erau prea mul\u021bi mineri str\u00e2n\u0219i \u00een jurul lui \u0219i, prin urmare, mul\u021bi nu ajungeau s\u0103-l loveasc\u0103. A\u0219a c\u0103 unii de la marginea v\u00e2rtejului erau frustra\u021bi \u0219i f\u0103ceau ochii roat\u0103, s\u0103 g\u0103seasc\u0103 alt du\u0219man ascuns \u00een mul\u021bime. La un moment dat, l-am v\u0103zut pe unul cum \u00ee\u0219i opre\u0219te privirea asupra mea, m\u0103 arat\u0103 cu degetul \u0219i porne\u0219te spre mine \u00eempreun\u0103 cu al\u021bi c\u00e2\u021biva ortaci. Aveam barb\u0103, ochelari \u0219i map\u0103. <\/p>\n<p>Din fericire, puhoiul de m\u0103m\u0103i admirative \u0219i de oameni de bine str\u00e2n\u0219i \u00een jurul execu\u021biei publice le-a \u00eengreunat deplasarea, iar eu am reu\u0219it s\u0103-mi iau t\u0103lp\u0103\u0219i\u021ba. Pe mine, aplaudacii minerilor m-au salvat \u0219i le sunt ve\u0219nic recunosc\u0103tor.<\/p>\n<p><em>Pe Cezar Paul-B\u0103descu \u00eel g\u0103si\u021bi pe Facebook <a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/cezarpaul\">aici<\/a> \u0219i \u00eei pute\u021bi cump\u0103ra c\u0103r\u021bile <a href=\"http:\/\/www.polirom.ro\/carti?p_p_id=z_bookDisplay_WAR_z_bookManagerportlet&#038;p_p_lifecycle=0&#038;p_p_state=normal&#038;p_p_mode=view&#038;p_p_col_id=column-1&#038;p_p_col_count=1&#038;_z_bookDisplay_WAR_z_bookManagerportlet_load=filterBooks&#038;authors=1160&#038;f=autori\">aici<\/a>. <\/p>\n<p>Foto de Mihai Costea. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Eu eram mic\u0103 pe vremea mineriadei, \u0219i n-am \u00een\u021beles mare lucru, \u00een afar\u0103 de b\u00e2te, s\u00e2nge \u0219i &#8220;dracu s\u0103-l ia pe Iliescu&#8221;. 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