Celtic dream

The Peruvian novelist, Mario Vargas Llosa, in his novels, seeks to embrace Latin America with its illusions, its thwarted dreams, and its myths that were crushed by the shoes of tyrants and dictators. When the parents entered his cell, Roger had received the paper and the writing pen he requested. He had written quickly, with a steady hand, and without hesitation, two brief messages. One to his cousin Gertrude and another collective, to his friends, both very similar. So, to G., besides placing touching sentences mentioning how much he loved her and how kind her memories are that he keeps in his mind, he says: "Tomorrow, on Saint Stephen's Day, I will receive the death I sought. I hope the Lord forgives my mistakes and accepts my pleas." And in a letter to his friends, with the same tragic note: "My final message to everyone is let the hearts be lifted, I wish the best for those who will be torn from life and those who tried to save it, for all of them are now my brothers." Mr. John Ellis, the executioner, came in his usual black clothes accompanied by a young assistant who introduced himself as Robert Baxter, appearing nervous and scared, to take his measurements.. to determine the height of the gallows and the strength of the rope.. He felt reassured, as the fear that had caused him shivers and frozen his back in the previous days and weeks had now completely dissipated, and he was confident that he would go to death with clarity just as Patrick Biers, Tom Cark, Joseph Blanquet.. and other brave men who sacrificed themselves in Dublin during that week of April so that Ireland would be free. He felt that he had been relieved of problems and worries and was ready to arrange his affairs with the bear. The story of Roger Kismet shines and extinguishes, falls silent, and after moments, it revives again in a noise that fills the sky with fires. It seemed after his execution in a grave without markers.. as if the story of Roger Kismet had disappeared. The efforts made by lawyer George Gavan and Wafi, on behalf of Roger’s brothers, to deliver his body to his family for a Christian burial in Ireland were met with rejection, and at that time and in the following half-century, whenever his relatives made similar attempts and long shadows, no one spoke about it except a limited number of people – including Jala, Mr. John Ellis who left in a memoir, written just before his suicide, saying "Of all people, it is Roger Kismet," it took a considerable time to accept him in the Irish independence heroes' hall of fame. He was one of the great fighters of his time, anti-colonial and human rights advocates, and defenders of indigenous cultures, a fighter who made sacrifices for Ireland’s liberation. Slowly, his fellow citizens began to accept a hero and martyr who was not of the typical or perfect model, and I, as a human being, composed of contradictions and opposites, of weakness and greatness. The debate about what is now called the black diaries has never stopped, whether they truly exist and are handwritten by Roger Kismet, with all their foul appeals, or if they are a forgery fabricated by British secret agencies to serve as a lesson to deter traitors like Kainin from their intentions. For decades, the British government refused to allow independent historians and experts access to those diaries, declaring them state secrets, which opened the door for doubts and arguments supporting the idea of forgery. When the secrecy was lifted a few years ago, researchers were able to examine them and subject the texts to scientific scrutiny, but the debate did not stop, and perhaps it will continue for a long time, and this is not a bad thing.. it is not a bad thing to always surround the atmosphere of uncertainty around Roger Kismet, as evidence that it is impossible to definitively know the human being.. And in the novelist's opinion, Roger may have written those famous diaries, but he did not live them, at least not all of them, as they contain many exaggerations and fictionalizations, and he wrote some of them because he wished to live them but did not. In 1965, the British government of Harold Wilson finally allowed Roger Kismet’s system to be returned to his homeland, and prosperity arrived in Ireland by military plane, and he was honored on February 23 of that year.