They were the ones who orchestrated the abandonment of those called to defend the Fatherland. They denied them their human rights and, by action or omission, contributed to an abhorrent lie that shames national dignity and stains everyone. Meanwhile, the high commands and like-minded bureaucrats looked the other way. And it seems, they have no intention of changing course. More concerned with keeping their positions, pleasing the current regime, or securing a political seat, they refused to step up. They succumbed to the climate of political correctness, took down the portrait of Captain Giachino, and even went so far as to suggest we should beg for forgiveness on our knees from the mothers of the former butcher-murderers. In silence — in complicit silence — they bowed, they knelt, and submissively kissed the feet of the terrorist Commander Teresa, or they embraced the unspeakable ones from Plaza de Mayo. Meanwhile, the old soldiers were left to the mercy of fate, ignored, without even a word in defense of their pensions or basic rights. To mask their abandonment, they designed pseudo-honors behind closed doors, as if clandestine acts could replace true public recognition. And the troops remember. The high commands also allowed politics to use the brave soldiers of yesterday for its own benefit, reducing their sacrifice to a campaign sticker. To top it off, when a call was made for a gathering in Tucumán, no military unit, including the Liceo, provided support. There were black and traitorous hands — they always exist — who spoke with veterans of Tablada to stop them, and in Córdoba they did the same with other comrades. On the contrary: they tried to convince the troops not to attend. They criticized and attacked the call for November 29th, the same one that — in less than three years — a handful of women and men, civilians and retired military personnel, managed to organize and carry forward with a strength they never showed in 42 years. To slander — yes: for that they were always available. In contrast, the police troops shone with their unconditional support. I say troops, not high commands. Leftists, tremble: We didn't say it. The Executive branch itself said it. But that phrase — which many remember — today appears as the negative of an old photograph: it is discernible, but it doesn't dare to reveal its complete image. Was there a directive to sabotage the call? Each one can analyze it for themselves. All to prevent the demand for truth and justice from becoming visible. The pinnacle of this shameful conduct came during the call on November 29th at Plaza de Mayo. There was absolute silence from all high commands: Air Force, Argentine Army, Navy, Gendarmerie, Prefecture, and all the country's police forces. They preferred ballet tutus and slippers. They did not raise their voices. Letter to the editor: The situation of the victims, veterans, and prisoners of war against terrorist subversion has not changed. 957 souls have died in prison. That number should shake consciences, but it barely generates a murmur among those who should raise their voices. The narrative built by the left, surgically installed over decades, remains intact. And the high commands — yesterday's and, above all, today's — have abandoned those who fought that war. But the troops know. To this silence were added harassment, discrediting operations from the left, from the traitorous troops themselves, and from the Government of the City. The General Director of Public Spaces, Mario Carmino, even denied the possibility of placing 60 chairs for veterans with reduced mobility. They did not raise it. That small gesture in appearance was, in reality, the most brutal confirmation of the contempt that has been established. And even so, the call was a resounding success. So I ask: Where has the priority commitment sealed in blood gone? Where has loyalty, the defense of just causes and truth, gone? With deep pain, I say it: the Executive, Legislative, and Judicial powers — from 1983 to today — have preferred to be politically correct, allowing the construction of an outrageous and negationist narrative, tailored to the left's measures. They believed that this way the troops — the real ones, the ones who bled — would be satisfied. I have already done it. Héctor Guillermo Sottovía DNI 16.940.454
