el kaliforniano...
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How do you know you have it?
you get a phone call to show up at an important building full of important people…you check in upon arrival…you sign a paper…and then you wait five hours…and then they give you the option to swear-in por la patria…por dios…o por dios y los santos…you choose…
then you go down to the third floor…as a group…to a big room with a big table…the judge comes out…all rise…instructions are given…the swearing in begins…the judge reads verbatim from a paper...ill not ruin the surprise…when the judge stops reading you have been instructed to reply…”si, juro”…you say "si juro"...the judge then says “que el pueblo me lo demande”…and signs two papers…and then a third…
what you now have in your hands are three documents…one is diploma style…think receiving your high school diploma…it says republica argentina at the top…ciudadania argentina in the middle and your name at the bottom. the second is the legal equivalent of your high school transcripts…and the third says carta de ciudadania…
as you walk lightly out of the building thinking to yourself…i did it…its finally done…no lawyers…i didn’t have to get married…or make a baby…and fuck immigrations…and fuck afip and fuck registro civil…well no actually i take that last fuck back…i have to go back to registro civil to get my dni argentino…that last fuck will have to wait…but i digress…
so there you are…thinking to yourself…i did it…its over...its done...the worst part is behind me...and you happen to look down at these most sacred...most official looking...most hard to come by documents and you spot the date…and its the same on all three documents…the twenty-eighth of december…2010…and you think to yourself…NO NO NO…this cant be…or can it?
you get a phone call to show up at an important building full of important people…you check in upon arrival…you sign a paper…and then you wait five hours…and then they give you the option to swear-in por la patria…por dios…o por dios y los santos…you choose…
then you go down to the third floor…as a group…to a big room with a big table…the judge comes out…all rise…instructions are given…the swearing in begins…the judge reads verbatim from a paper...ill not ruin the surprise…when the judge stops reading you have been instructed to reply…”si, juro”…you say "si juro"...the judge then says “que el pueblo me lo demande”…and signs two papers…and then a third…
what you now have in your hands are three documents…one is diploma style…think receiving your high school diploma…it says republica argentina at the top…ciudadania argentina in the middle and your name at the bottom. the second is the legal equivalent of your high school transcripts…and the third says carta de ciudadania…
as you walk lightly out of the building thinking to yourself…i did it…its finally done…no lawyers…i didn’t have to get married…or make a baby…and fuck immigrations…and fuck afip and fuck registro civil…well no actually i take that last fuck back…i have to go back to registro civil to get my dni argentino…that last fuck will have to wait…but i digress…
so there you are…thinking to yourself…i did it…its over...its done...the worst part is behind me...and you happen to look down at these most sacred...most official looking...most hard to come by documents and you spot the date…and its the same on all three documents…the twenty-eighth of december…2010…and you think to yourself…NO NO NO…this cant be…or can it?