The history of Dominican democracy is the history of the struggle between good and evil, between pretense, banality, lies, and the unfading truth; between those who believe in man and those who believe in things.
The threat of social dissolution has been latent in every pulse of our existence as a nation; but the invincible spirit of the people has always emerged, even from the chains of tyranny, as the tamer of the wicked spirit, of veiled betrayal, and of the cowardly attempt to debase the national soul.
Now it will be no different: we can sit back and watch the burial of those who herald the Republic, sated with hatred, a dictatorship of heretical wealth, which they foster, mixed with power, extortion and fear.
Once again, September is a reminder of pain in the public consciousness; now, a patrimonialist concert, driven by forces that once drove the treacherous coup against Juan, after unsuccessfully seeking our disintegration, infiltrates the command centers of the Dominican Liberation Party, co-habiting them as their own, seeking to advance in the role of a fifth column to seize power. It is the dance of death, of insult to an ideology to which we had to surrender all our dreams.
Fortunately, we are still here, unshaken, clinging to the redeeming edges of our history, faithful to a resistance that will not lower its banners.
Let the rentiers, the adventurers, the voyeurs of infamy, know that the PLD is not a loot, no matter how much they tried to buy fake portolan charts in shameful auctions promoted by those who traded the opportunity for transcendence for a handful of denarii.
The PLD is an idea anchored in the people's destiny; it is the strength of a people who know how to differentiate between lies and truth; of a people who have begun their march led by Leonel Fernández, the executor of unity and victory, whom we resolutely support, convinced that the heart of a true PLD member cannot fit into any coin.
The author is a lawyer, member of the Central Committee of the PLD