Emilio Ontiveros, an economist who devoted his life to explaining what happens with money, investments, and the way countries change their direction according to economic cycles, has died. In addition, he spent a lot of energy in teaching, helping to teach, creating his own companies, which he helped to understand how to behave to others, businessmen, politicians, so that the world they were dedicated to would not harm them. in the press, Country, Presence, writing, sound, was irreplaceable, for no one else as good and perhaps as wise as him was capable of being like him to the maximum degree of direct explanation of what happened.
It was his qualifications as a practical economist, as a teacher, and as a partner to those who depend on economics to fulfill their role in the world, and also as a journalist who could tell what was most alarming in four strokes. after mood or health concerns. But there was another Ontiveros, to whom he would convey his teachings or advice to meetings, for example, to journalism meetings. That Ontiveros, that Ontiveros, would scan the horizon of the assembled, take off his gray jacket, untie his sober tie a little, and finally be like one of the attendees of the lecture or class. He would give himself.
Even if he presided over a class, he taught a class, because when it was his turn to present, even these laity (this journalist, among others) would even explain the darkness of what was going on with that voice and these theories (very practical theories, must be said right away).
He was 74 years old. He was fulfilling his obligations with the radio and the newspaper until the end of his days, when the disease that finally caught him. His cancer-stricken voice has always overcame the evidence life has put on the table, and the most important part of his belief remains important: if something can’t be explained, someone is interested. not only in economics, but also in history, for example, it was not understood what happened or what happened. I name the story on this plane, because it always and now reminds me more of Santos Juliá, historian of the Republic and beyond, who, like Ontiveros, relentlessly and logically refuted the lies we have. To put it in the metaphor of León Felipe, he wanted to sleep with stories.
Ontiveros was the man who explained it. Many times I asked him to explain to me how much he did not know; he would take off his jacket (gray, always gray), step forward a little to the listener, let his tie dance as he spoke, and never measure time: he would tell until the beginning of time you were posing, his eyes were looking into the eyes of others, as if he had transplanted himself into the person asking him (in this case me). as. He taught so much that at times it seemed as if he was teaching himself…
It was nice meeting him. He even knew football (and about movies! He was an occasional actor) and knew people; His work as an economist was about people, the future of youth, the future of life, and he was optimistic because otherwise it wouldn’t exist. I remember his appearance, because that sobriety also portrayed him, and I remember his smile and laughter, because he was also one of those wise men who knew that everything was not so important because he knew so much.
She leaves a huge emotional void, as if when her laughter and smile faded, we blurted ourselves out to laugh or better smile.