What changed is the human being as big and how capable we are to accommodate the circumstances, however adverse they are. Only those who do not possess these qualities are devoured without mercy by the law of natural selection, and definitely, these are the minority.

Just a few days ago all was bustle, global happiness Cup South Africa 2010, flags of all countries, pints in vehicles and on the faces, vuvuzelas, octopus, betting, gambling … and even bare feet and hips Shakira restless

However, when the players lifted the Cup in Spain, and later caught a plane and went to celebrate with uproar in the streets of Madrid and Barcelona, more than a fan fell into abject depression, including myself.

What to do now, – I said then. Returning to reality than 365 days without and with madness 8 billion global human eye, following a ball straight for 30 days. How to assume that was the end if the human being before admitting it’s all over, prefers to imagine that the object of her joy last a little further.

Amid the vacuum, why do so many memories, objects and events that survive in us to lengthen the agony … sentimental waste those species that do not end of spending.

After this tournament, six of them end up dying, are still alive, but totally devoid of radiance and a few days ago. Let’s see:

1. Giant Screen TVs restaurants and squares. Many eyes saw, appreciated art resolution, crisp images from your HD, and made to vibrate by the noise of the cry of goooooooooooooooooooool, all boneless. Today there are devices that any other exotic destination but never have the coverage and images of the Cup as I have no doubt however that may be used now in some cases to cover the holes in the walls, or as solitary receptors in vivo signal of a local tournament fishing boats trawling in the Gulf of Paria.

2. The colorful flags. It was like a party Sambodromo Rio when the stands were the wave and waved flags at Soccer City, with breaks of bamboo. The colors were a mosaic in motion, passing from hand to hand to stop and restart after his departure, and singing and vuvuzelas. Where are they now all of them, what to do to make them converge again with the same fervor of people. It will not be easy, stay safe while each on its side in the trunk recesses of the houses, still, inert, alone, as if waiting for a second chance that they will not.

3. The face painting. Imagine the time you spent all those people, putting a strong base to guard how to care for the skin of the face. Then the white and then color the flag or team or logo or any details shamelessly show their love for their currency. To whom now faces and how many will be needed to prevent all cornered end of the world face painting, meat only mimes and clowns. Suffice it to say that after the witnesses had heard with amazement World dialogues like this: my love will not notice anything, I feel my face burns like fire. No, you do not notice anything, just a reddening of the skin and some seeds everywhere. A little of what?. Of seeds. But seeds seeds?. Of course, no seeds so that no seeds.

- Nooooooooooooo! – Say they heard on the toilet, after a bang!

4. The vuvuzelas. History will remember this World Cup as one in which the sound of a bee and an elephant together in a long trumpet, and seized the planet. It was a deafening event but can not remember such a marketing success. Everyone returned from South Africa with his vuvuzela hand, proud to be brought home the sounds of Africa. However, what to do now with them, how to use them without the fear that the neighbor across the finish we complained to the association of wild animals, believing that hide in the backyard a baby elephant.

5. Paul. Realizes the official chronicle that after the World Cup, Paul was released from captivity and raised to the category of high court official diviner of the country in recent days, which was real right double ration of clams. Did not last long. His luck changed when required by the King about who was the favorite of Queen between him and his son, octopus chose outfielder.

They say that the octopus was demoted and given to a merchant discount to desert nomads of Atalaya, where it was sold to the owner of a circus variety. In a tent at 60 degrees temperature and 50 cents, Paul was showing a line of men stunned how the sensor in one of its tentacles was what generated genetically his fondness for red.