Justice does not exist as natural law, nothing that surrounds us obey the laws of  justice, not life or death have nothing to do with it, nor the natural world is governed by its laws, and nothing more.

In the real world we live the law of the strongest, the most powerful, the strongest animal is the one that survives, the one that takes the female, he who sows his seed to perpetuate the species, the most intelligent ,the most beautiful gets more, the highest, the real macho and the real hembra success over the  less  fortunate since the world is world. This was also named evolution.

Justice is a purely a  human act, born of the goodness of heart, which is a human characteristic, the rest of the animals, some species are capable of being honest, being faithful and to feel love, but do not know justice.

Because justice is nothing but an abstraction of the world, not as it is, but as it should be according to the ideals of a few humans who decided to fight the pain of looking at society that was being created, be set adrift, as individual interests prevael.

Justice has written parts,criminal justice, civil, family … that has as many variants as interpreters.

But there is another justice, born of feelings of kindness, of trying to defend the less privileged, born of the love for others according to how each carries it within, sometimes the justice die completely, sometimes it die slowly of too much friction with the world,justice is sometimes born with a brightness that ennobles the individual and life-long wear and wear becomes it a minimal fabric that separates the human from the animal.
There are days when one wants to murder justice, without realizing that never existed.That is just a dream.

That it is the antithesis of the natural laws, is the desire to fight with a broken soul, against everything that should not be, but it is.

That is only in our hearts, like a little treasure to spend life in his honor and allow you, a few nights, close your eyes ..

and sleep.

And all this writing is to reconcile myself with that part of humanity that today, in the form of  two people who are also called human beings, stole the cost of the trip in my taxi and my wallet also.

Just to put my head on the pillow tonight and perhaps mourn for impotence, but not for my lack of humanity.


The Corner of Pigeons.

The corner of Beechnut and Boone in Southwest Houston, Texas, is the corner of the pigeons, which are in clear minority in the rest of the city when compared with the population of crows.  In the first of the electrical cables are posed, one next to another, adult pigeons, nearly all looking in the same direction, posed in the second cable are the youngsters who can not yet compete for the upper cable´s  best aerial view and the third landed a few other birds, a lost crow or some other different species.  Pigeons, like humans, meet with their peers and have claimed it as his corner, the only one in the city where they are  majority, could be said to be the pigeon´s neighborhood.

 In Houston there are apartment complexes where the vast majority are Hispanic or Chinese or Vietnamese or Indian or black.  And when we find ourselves living in a place where the majority belongs to another group, we look with disgust, rejecting each other for nothing more than our race.  And then we found ourselves moving to a  new  place that most seems to us, and that makes the voluntary segregation deeper.

As the pigeons.

But when the wealthy are choosing a place to live no matter the race of their neighbors, only if they are equal in social status.  Wealth makes humans truly equal, and there you see, wonderfully well kept, Arab princes to meet the black´s rapper of the moment  or a famous Hispanic actress  or a Japanese investor, or the blond´s owner of a American bank .

 Are all equal: the rich.  You lose the race, lose color, nationality and  money  makes them all equal.

What a  wonderful community the one of the rich that destroys the barriers of race.  And establish a new barrier,  money. They against the world.

Pigeons against crows.