ACÁ NO, ACÁ NO ME MANDA NADIE... ... not the State, not Obeid, not Lifchitz, not Binner, not Reutemann. This is a total self-management. The rules of the market send me, but nobody sends me in the factory, because tomorrow the State cannot tell me you have to produce one thing or another, so, that's right, nobody sends me. "
The writing of this book never banishes a certain state of search, a certain awareness of provisionality. The discomforts are not neglected. And, in that movement, it also avoids the typecasting: neither militant nor academic tone, neither journalistic nor novelistic, it is not only chronic nor is it pure field notes.