John Lee Anderson en Compostela

John Lee Anderson escribe na New Yorker un perfil de Pinochet:

Pinochet shook my hand when he walked into the room, but he didn’t look me in the eye, and when he sat down he stared fixedly at his daughter. Lucía, a woman in her early fifties with her father’s wide cheekbones, had told me that he was affable in private, and had a sense of humor, so I said that I was grateful that he had come, especially since I understood that he was “terrified” of journalists. That made him laugh, and then he looked at me. He wasn’t terrified, he said. It was just that journalists always twisted his words (…) Lucía has privately published a large coffee-table book of photographs of her father. It includes a picture of the General on a visit to Madame Tussaud’s wax museum, in London. He is standing in front of the figure of Lenin, wagging his finger at the founder of the Soviet Union in what appears to be a gesture of gleeful admonishment. When I asked Pinochet what it was he had “told” Lenin, he cackled, “I told him, ‘You were wrong, sir! You were wrong.’ ”

John é, sen dúbida, un dos mellores xornalistas do mundo e un dos máis privilexiados tamén. Escribe catro ou cinco textos ao ano para a New Yorker e xa. Sobre todo, perfís de líderes e personaxes significadas. E mañá, xoves, estará en Santiago ás 19:30 na Aula Sociocultural de Caixa Galicia. Só media hora antes, por certo, que a presentación compostelana de Os libros arden mal, de Manuel Rivas, no CGAC. Ai, as engedelladas programacións culturais compostelanas…