Back in 2019 I was under crippling despair for the situation of my country, for the unthinkable happened: the socialists won an election against the less socialists. It was the last time it seemed that things could finally improve. Once in power, the new socialist regime promptly started the full sovietization of the country. They were not going to let the power go this time. Some nights, when watching news digests, I just cried. I felt miserable, but mostly impotent. Imagine that you see your country descending head first into a distopic soviet regime and it looks like nothing at all can be done. Back then I understood nothing about politics and economics and to me it just seemed that it was irreversible. I felt miserable thinking: nothing can be done? that's how it is? this is the direction? this is what's supposed to be?
In the elections of 2019, one candidate (who works now for Milei), the less known, said vividly at the end of the only presidential debate hosted: "Argentina has a future, and that future is Libertarian!". When he said that, he did so with much conviction, so I started to investigate a little more. The next year, a new party started to take shape around libertarianism, by other referents I didn't know until then. So I took a deep breath and "enlisted" into the absolute unknown (I'm a full "techie"). I started with the right mindset, and is a mantra that allowed me and the people I worked with to keep on forward even during terrible experiences and when everything seemed ill fated: "If things fall apart, if asked in the future what did I do to stop it, I don't want to say 'nothing' ". I know all of this sounds dramatic but to put it simply, I was certain that we were going to fail. So I gave everything, literally, everything, to be sure that at least I was going to have the peace in my mind that I did so.
As months and years passed, I kept learning permanently about libertarianism, and being able to make the permanent contrast of it's principles against the realpolitik I was living first-hand, was like a revelation. Everything made sense, I could finally see how everything was going to evolve. But now, we needed the right vector. For 3 years, a sad parade of potential candidates rose and fell permanently. Milei wasn't even in the equation, until for everyone's surprise, he announced is candidacy. I barely knew him, but I was amazed to see that he had the strongest support in the poorest classes. So I started to learn more about him, and started to understand, and admire, how he was achieving the impossible: making libertarianism politically viable. Has he demonstrated stern determination and unmovable principles, working for him finally allowed us to stop thinking if the guy "in front" was going to wane any second. We knew he wouldn't.
lesssocialists. It was the last time it seemed that things could finally improve. Once in power, the new socialist regime promptly started the full sovietization of the country. They were not going to let the power go this time. Some nights, when watching news digests, I just cried. I felt miserable, but mostly impotent. Imagine that you see your country descending head first into a distopic soviet regime and it looks like nothing at all can be done. Back then I understood nothing about politics and economics and to me it just seemed that it was irreversible. I felt miserable thinking: nothing can be done? that's how it is? this is the direction? this is what's supposed to be?