E fabulos c\u00e2nd, \u00eentr-o clip\u0103 de retrospectiv\u0103, \u00ee\u0163i dai seama cam care a fost rostul t\u0103u pe lume p\u00e2n\u0103 acum. Al meu s-a compus practic din dou\u0103 mari linii de parcurs: a) s\u0103 ac\u0163ionez asupra oamenilor inhiba\u0163i \u015fi s\u0103-i dezl\u0103n\u0163ui la supremul lor de creativitate, umor \u015fi libertate interioar\u0103 \u015fi b) s\u0103 pun oglinda \u00een fa\u0163a pro\u015ftilor m\u00e2rlani \u015fi abjec\u0163i \u015fi s\u0103-i fac s\u0103 se vad\u0103 la adev\u0103rata lor prostie, m\u00e2rl\u0103nie \u015fi abjec\u0163ie. Oamenii dezl\u0103n\u0163ui\u0163i de mine au uitat frecvent cine a lucrat cu ei \u015fi cine a declan\u015fat \u00een ei curajul re\u00eennoirii; boii pe care i-am f\u0103cut s\u0103 se descopere ca ni\u015fte boi autentici nu au uitat asta, de aceea am la activ c\u00e2\u0163iva dintre cei mai longevivi hateri din istorie. <\/p>\n
Dar, fiind o vineri seara, iar eu tast\u00e2nd de pe laptopul cuiva, care \u00eemi va memora parola \u015fi m\u0103 va \u015fantaja cu \u015ftergerea blogului, vreau s\u0103 v\u0103 scriu despre oameni \u00een care am schimbat lucruri. <\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd am venit la Tabu, colega mea Nico, beauty editor, era cel mai cuminte, mai sobru \u015fi mai m\u0103surat om pe care l-a\u0163i v\u0103zut. Dup\u0103 o lun\u0103 de eforturi comune, azi, plecam noi de la munc\u0103, pe ni\u015fte str\u0103du\u0163e \u00eentunecate care duceau la gura de metrou \u015fi m\u0103 alintam eu cu Alex, foto editorul:
\n-Hai, c\u0103 avem un b\u0103rbat, nu ne violeaz\u0103 nimeni.
\n\u015ei Nico:
\n-\u015ei ce s\u0103 fac\u0103 Alex? S\u0103 strige: “De ce, Doamne?? De ce ea, de ce nu eu??”<\/p>\n
Aici, intui\u0163ia mi-a spus c\u0103 eram \u00een plin proces de ratare a unei referin\u0163e culturale, drept care am \u00eentrebat, academic:
\n-H\u0103?
\n-A, tu nu \u015ftii faza cu Bordeianu?
\n-Nu.
\n-Era o telenovel\u0103 veche, cu Adela Popescu \u015fi Bordeianu, unde \u0103sta o iubea. \u015ei o violeaz\u0103 unii \u00eentr-o sear\u0103 pe Adela. \u015ei cum freca Bordeianu menta \u015fi st\u0103tea pe bordur\u0103, vine Corina D\u0103nil\u0103 la el \u015fi-i zice: B\u0103, vezi c-au violat-o unii pe gagic\u0103-ta. Iar Dan Bordeianu se ca\u0163\u0103r\u0103 repede \u00een copac, ca maimu\u0163a…
\n-Adic\u0103 at\u00e2rn\u0103 de o crac\u0103, cu capul \u00een jos, \u0163in\u00e2ndu-se cu talpa?
\n-Nu m\u0103 \u00eentrerupe! Deci, se ca\u0163\u0103r\u0103 Bordeianu \u00een pom ca urangutanu’ – na, urangutanul nu at\u00e2rn\u0103 cu capul \u00een jos – \u015fi se uit\u0103 \u00een zare, cu privirea plin\u0103 de patos, apoi \u00eencepe s\u0103 rag\u0103 melodramatic: “De ce, Doamne?? De ce ea, de ce nu eu??” Apoi, se a\u015feaz\u0103 sp\u0103\u015fit pe crac\u0103.
\n-Mi se pare corect.
\n-\u015ei vine \u015fi violata, obosit\u0103 dup\u0103 at\u00e2ta efort, \u015fi ia copacul \u00een bra\u0163e, \u015fi r\u0103m\u00e2n a\u015fa.
\nR\u00e2dem noi de le\u015fin\u0103m – a\u015fa, transcris, nu are nici 10% din umorul relat\u0103rii ini\u0163iale – apoi eu:
\n-Cum m\u0103-sa se face c\u0103 o telenovel\u0103 povestit\u0103 de un om e de o mie de ori mai interesant\u0103 dec\u00e2t una v\u0103zut\u0103 la televizor?
\n-P\u0103i, da, face ea, dar \u00eentre timp, Adela a r\u0103mas mega vedet\u0103 pro, iar Bordeianu e bye-bye. Mi-l \u015fi imaginez st\u00e2nd singur \u015fi ignorat \u00eentr-un bar, b\u00e2nd o vodc\u0103, uit\u00e2ndu-se la ecranul cu Adela \u015fi morm\u0103ind \u00een barb\u0103: De ce, Doamne?? De ce ea, de ce nu eu?
\nDa, ca-ntr-un film bun, unde po\u015fta\u015ful \u015fi replica cheie bat \u00eentotdeauna de dou\u0103 ori. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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