Saturday, November 29, 2014

Yesterday a Genius passed away

First thing, sorry for this completely non-technical post going to technical planets. If you don't want to ready about a completely emotional stuff, just stop reading now.

I'm a Brazilian that was born in the end of the 80's and grew up in the beginning of the 90's. Took me some time to have a telly at home, my parents were not so in favor of it. till the time they gave up following the religious rules ...
I remember the telly installed in a up corner of the room, it was a small one (14"). At that point I was experimenting a new world of four non-paid channels that we had access to. News, movies (from the 70's), culinary programs ... but one thing, in special, got my attention. It was a TV show about a "guy", with no name, with no family, living in a villa with: a poor widower dad and his smart daughter (the mom died during the birth), a middle-class widow mother and her spoiled son (the dad was a sailor that died in one of his travels), an old single woman (that loves the single dad), a teacher of the kids' school (in love with the single mom) and the owner of the villa, a rich and generous fat man that shows up every now and then to collect the rent, never paid by the widower dad. It was amazing, goddamn, it *is* amazing. A ~30 minutes episode (in Brazil we never had access to more than ~100 episodes), right after lunch, about this villa and the central character. The original name of the show is "El Chavo del 8". Episodes of "El Chavo del 8" where interleaved with episodes of "El Chapulín Colorado", a not strong, not smart, not fast, not powerful and not handsome hero, that always showed up to help anyone who asked for, usually in the most jumbled way, causing more confusion than actually helping. He was a perfect anti-hero. Goddamn, I cannot say how much I like these stupid TV shows. I remember my family sitting together and watching the Christmas special, the same one, for 10 years in a row. And it was better than the Christmas itself. Yesterday the genius who wrote these TV shows, and played the main character of both, passed way. Latino Americans with my age (+/- 10) are, for sure, sad today.
If you don't know this genius but are interested in:
For those who feel the same pain, let's think that the man died, the legend will always be alive in our memories/hearts.

Buenas noches, maestro Bolaños!


  1. Ricardo Menezes SeverinoDecember 1, 2014 at 7:55 AM

    E eu sei, que você, assim como eu, e todas as crianças que cresceram assistindo tanto Chaves como Chapolin, são bons seres humanos. Pois quase TODO episódio das séries, havia uma mensagem. Um ensinamento. Algo que, mesmo sem sabermos, nos educava e tenho certeza que fez de nós, pessoas mais humanas. Afinal, como não pensar no quão errado é acusar uma pessoa de ser um ladrão, sem nem ter certeza disso? Ou então, que dividir as coisas com os mais pobres engrandece a alma?
    Ou mesmo, a mais clássica: a vingança nunca é plena, mata a alma e a envenena.
    Foi-se nosso herói e nosso mentor. Mas, a lenda viverá para sempre!

  2. Thanks for your post! It's nice to see a Gnomer remembering Chespirito like you.