People with disabilities to speak have managed over time to establish at all costs an alternative mechanism of communication with others. From the engravings on the walls of caves and underground, through guttural noises, shouting, smoke signals, up to writing. But above all, have the silence and go deep and neat how it could be the silent speech who has no word to give.

This leads to an obvious conclusion: the human being likes to communicate with their peers, but especially loves to talk, talk without stopping to care much if we listen. Usually in a group conversation man does not listen to others but waits impatiently for his turn to speak … suffers verbal incontinence.

In the street, for example:

- My love, how beautiful you look today, you look like a flower of those who hope to see every morning when I wake up and smell in my garden for my heart to wake up and drives me out to meet you as one who comes to meet the last coca tail of the desert hear the compliment from the corner of the square. !

- Ridiculous – the response is inferred. &&&&$$$”"”?????????%%%% (Censored the rest of her speech, who does not even look)

- What will it be believed, “mutters the inferred-that to bring those shorts apretadados and have this size of fifth finalist think Miss Venezuela has the right to mistreat and thus, to me I’m just the best Wildlife is being male and nearly extinct? … no man is worth! . And there he goes, muttering and dropping a hundred words per minute in a speech ending for himself.

In court …

- Your Honor, in accordance with Article 1578 of the code of this republic uncivil honest men and not so many, I declare the irrelevance and inadequacy of the evidentiary value of the evidence collected and produced evidence in the debate because of them not follows, with indubitable certainty that our represented so and so ….. wow!

At the police station, the minutes of the event:

“This means cadaverous pallor male body in supine position with inlet in the left parietal leaving the right ear presumably caused by gunshot fired at close range, as can be seen black ring around the hole …”

So we talked, and so wrote.

But all this changed. One day, early in the century such as Twitter had the idea that our discourse 2.0 was reduced to 140 characters.

End of the world!

Immediately there was a revolution usual compliments thousands rioted and marched to the National Assembly demanding the right to maintain its endless chatter on the network of blue bird.

- “This limitation violates our rights, anti-cultural, anti-idiosyncratic!

Lawyers, more conservative, but left no sitting marched in protest and swore on the Bible first dead to shorten his brilliant speeches in the bar of Web 2.0.

- “A blue bird that we are able to sue in litis consortium active all lawyers in the world. What she think” – said loudly.

For their part, police stations the officials were silent. Only heard from one of them muttered:

- “If you ask us to advance the report by twitter, we mop”

As in soap operas, he spent a year. Even the most reluctant were adapted, and when someone asked them about the change sometimes by new technology, they said, repeating a Venezuelan philosopher, “we are wrong, but so good.”

After that year, the changes were obvious and surprising;

The compliment:

- “Mommy, let me teclearte?

The lawyer in stage:

- Your Honor, reproducing the favorable merit of the evidence, dismissed the claim sued!

At the police station preparing reports 2.0

“- For the male body with point-blank shot in the face”

I stopped brooding about the changes that occurred in people Twitter.

However, as repair for the first time I was also part of those changes, I was startled and said, Conchal how to express the woman of my dreams all I have today written to her, those words from this beautiful hotel is alone I can think of in his absence and that sound something like this:

“My distance present in this moment I’m thinking, could be both a tear of yours who wanted to be a river and come to me and take me with you and go back to being not just tear drop, but the sweat of our bodies together “.

“I scrubbed Twitter, said.

Five minutes later I sat back to the computer.

“No, I said smiling.

I opened up my twitter account, I deleted the previous sentence that exceeded 140 characters, and instead just write as DM:

- “I love you.”