Observo que se está formando una nueva coalición política en Venezuela. Por un lado los rojos que rechazan los acuerdos de Delcy con Trump. Por el otro, los azules que rechazan los acuerdos de Trump con Delcy.
Rojo + azul = morado. Nacieron LOS MORAOS.
Su característica central es única: critican TODO, no proponen NADA y las pocas cosas que proponen ya FRACASARON estrepitosamente.
Excelente que finalmente se junten. Que organicen de una vez su reunión en Panamá o Madrid, redacten su manifiesto conjunto y lancen al país su nueva plataforma de histeria anti-yanqui, inmovilismo y “eso no se puede”.
Del otro lado estamos los que vemos algo completamente distinto: Una Venezuela de Primera.
Los que entendemos el tamaño de la oportunidad histórica que tiene Venezuela enfrente. Los que queremos inversión, petróleo, infraestructura, empleos, crecimiento, reconstrucción y una República funcional.
Ellos pueden quedarse discutiendo eternamente por qué no se puede hacer nada y sus infantiles planes de regresar al pasado.
Nosotros queremos construir el país. Los Moraos vs Venezuela.
Por lo menos el mapa político comienza a aclararse.
Tenemos una vida sentados como morsas sobre 300.000 millones de barriles de petróleo. En los últimos 30 años apenas hemos producido 23.500 millones.
Ahora llega Trump y plantea un negocio para producir 90.000 millones de barriles, metiendo $100.000 a $200.000 millones de inversión en nuestra Venezuela - pozos, taladros, oleoductos, mejoradores, refinerías - y pagando regalías e impuestos.
Y entonces aparecen los patrioteros y piratas de siempre gritando: “¡Nos están robando!”, “¡Se quieren llevar nuestro petróleo!”.
¿Robando qué?
El petróleo debajo de la tierra no genera un dólar, no crea un empleo y no le pone los tres platos de comida a nadie. Para convertirlo en riqueza hay que invertir, perforar, producir y vender. Y para eso hace falta muchísima plata.
Nosotros ponemos el petróleo. Ellos ponen capital, tecnología, mercados y riesgo. Venezuela cobra y prospera.
Eso no es saqueo.
Saqueo es tener 300.000 millones de barriles y haber convertido al país petrolero más rico del planeta en el más pobre.
Welcome the oil deal.
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WARNING: Longer post (but worth reading or bookmarking for later).
Your life has seasons.
Each one is unique. Characterized by its own distinct desires, struggles, opportunities, and identity.
But one reflection I've had recently is just how easy it is to completely disassociate with the present season.
To give all your time and energy toward a longing for some nostalgic memory of a prior season or an anticipation for some beautiful state of a future season.
You look back at the past and all you see is sunshine. Because it all worked out. You forget (or glaze over) the struggle you endured. You're here today. You made it. You're alive. You're doing fine.
You look forward at the future and dream on what could be. You'll have so much more. More freedom. More purpose. More health. More deep connection. More everything.
The past is beautiful and the future feels limitless. So, logically, you slowly start to treat everything about the present as the bridge. A dash connecting your past and your future. A gap to be crossed as quickly as possible.
Everything you do today is in anticipation of some eventual end state.
I'm doing this now, so that I can have that later.
Unfortunately, the danger of that dissociation with the present is significant. You may spend your entire life living for a future that has a decidedly mirage-like property. You inch closer, but when it's right in front of you, it disappears and reappears on the horizon.
You may spend your entire life skipping through the present, deferring your presence, your joy, and your very humanity to a future that never comes.
In a classic French fable, a young boy is gifted with a magic ball of golden thread. He's told that if he simply pulls on the thread, time will leap forward. The catch, of course, is that once it's pulled, it can never be put back.
The young boy takes advantage of the newfound powers. Each time he's faced with a boring day at school, a frustrating set of chores, or a scolding from his parents, he pulls the thread, skipping through to the good parts.
As an adult, he continues, leaping through mundane struggles in his marriage, the friction of having a newborn, and the boredom at work. He finds himself pulling on the thread more and more, avoiding even the most minor inconveniences of his life.
But when he wakes up one day and sees an old man looking back at him in the mirror, he's filled with regret. He realizes in that moment that as he chose to skip through the boredom, struggles, and friction, so too did he miss the real texture of being alive.
How often do we all do the same? How easily do we default into this disassociation? Disconnecting from the present in anticipation of some future.
A mentor recently asked me this:
"Where are you going and why are you in such a rush?"
It hit me hard.
And to be honest, I haven't stopped replaying those words since he said them.
Why are you in such a rush?
The world wants you to rush into everything. Rushed decisions. Rushed conversations. Rushed relationships. Rushed timelines.
In doing so, you slowly relinquish your agency. You give up your claim on your own life. Surrender authorship to a pen that was never even yours.
In a world that wants you to rush, the ultimate act of rebellion is presence.
Be in the season you're in. Don't romanticize the past, don't fantasize the future. Be here. Be now. Be in this. All of its texture, depth, and struggle. All of its joy, tension, and pain. Sit with the uncertainty. Become friends with it. Fall in love with it.
Because every single thing you do today is something your younger self dreamed of and something your older self will wish they could go back and do.
The good old days are happening, right now.
And the next time you find yourself skipping through the present, remember these words:
Where are you going and why are you in such a rush?
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I asked Ivana Knöll about Luka Modrić, Croatia’s World Cup hopes and what she’s looking forward to most in this tournament.
Her answer about Modrić says it all.
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@business Its first inning in terms of the whole business shift that’s taking place in Venezuela. Oil and gas will be the driver and the country is welcoming foreign investment, it’s a not short term hype, whoever positions themselves now will enjoy assimetrical returns.
🇳🇴Norway as the dark horse 👀
🇫🇷France lifting the trophy 🏆
And a Mambo Taxi waiting in Dallas 🍹
Dan Hunt with some bold World Cup takes ahead of 2026 ⚽️ @FWC26Dallas#WeAreDallas#Somos26
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