Geopolitics & International Affairs
Since time immemorial, human groups that later became cities and nations have been subjected to migratory pressures similar to those we see today around the globe.
These human flows blurred borders, collapsed empires, and fragmented societies, acting as architects of new lines and new forms of survival in the tragic imbalance between what some have in excess and what others need simply to stay alive.
Here, the flow never takes a vacation. Every minute, the Dominican Republic becomes more theirs and less ours.
Know this:
Nations do not fall suddenly.
They get used to it first.
They get used to the murmur that once seemed distant.
To the flow that once seemed small.
To the crack that once seemed harmless.
To that new normal.
Until one day, it is no longer a murmur.
It is collapse.
THE ECONOMIC OSMOSIS THAT PUSHES WITH BRUTAL FORCE FROM WHERE THERE IS LESS TOWARD WHERE THERE IS MORE.
THE CHEMISTRY OF POVERTY.
When the imbalance between what some have and what others need becomes unbearable,
History moves on its own.
It does not ask for consensus.
It does not request approval.
It advances.
That is what we are living through.
And as always…
Need, in the coliseum of life, ends up defeating the scruples, pretensions, and desires of the victims of comfort born from well‑being… like the parable of the cat and the mouse. Out of every ten chases by the domestic feline, the rodent escapes in most cases.
But how can this be explained… when one step of the cat equals twenty of the mouse?
The explanation is as basic as it is raw:
The cat runs for food; the mouse runs for its life.
Painful, but no less true or urgent for all of us Dominicans with a sense of belonging and love for our homeland.
WE ARE UNDER AN EXISTENTIAL THREAT.
Not from an olive‑green army with tanks and infantry—which would at least give us the possibility of symmetry—but from one far more dangerous…
The Army of Hunger.
An army that…
Is counted in millions, not thousands.
Coexists with us.
Knows everything about us and around us.
Is omnipresent (they are everywhere).
Is local (they know the terrain; NOTHING HERE IS FOREIGN TO THEM).
Wears civilian clothes (they are everyone and no one).
Has no rules or codes.
And needs none.
Conflict and violence are part of their daily life.
We face the most fatal version of asymmetric conflict.
In strategic analysis, WE DO NOT HAVE A SINGLE ADVANTAGE.
An adversary who studies you, knows you, while we neither study nor wish to know them, even as they dance with us the waltz of tragedy…
We are like a painful, collective replica of the ostrich.
An army without the possibility of retreat—much less withdrawal—because:
Its soldiers left nothing and no one behind to return to.
No roof to long for.
No form of well‑being to protect.
All driven by the most brutal inner force the human soul can hold: survival.
Each one, in their own way, gambles everything on the only decision that gives them a chance: crossing the border.
And if we look at it economically, this decision has A HIGH RATE OF RETURN VERSUS A LOW LEVEL OF RISK—something no one would reject.
What is terrible here is better than what is good over there.
AND WORSE STILL…
ONCE A SMALL PLOT IS SECURED IN THE PARADISE OF CONSUMPTION… WHO WOULD GIVE UP ALMOST EVERYTHING TO RETURN TO NOTHING?
LET NO ONE BE DECEIVED.
WHAT HAS BEEN “CONQUERED” WILL BE DEFENDED AS THE MOST LEGITIMATE AND NON‑NEGOTIABLE OF RIGHTS.
Every law or code is foreign and irrelevant to them.
BETTER TO DIE HERE THAN LIVE THERE.
WHERE ARE THE MEDIA, THE FORCE OF CONSCIENCE, AND THE COURAGE FOR THIS EXISTENTIAL CHALLENGE?
Because if we do not act,
there will be no visible defeat.
There will be something worse:
An irreversible transformation.
And when we wake up,
we may no longer be standing at the edge of the precipice,
but at the bottom of the abyss.
We are moving irreversibly toward the clash of
The iPhone versus the machete.
THE LOST BATTLE.
Unless……
(TO BE CONTINUED…)
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