There is no possibility we could think of tomorrow, whether a nearer or more distant one, without finding ourselves in a permanent process of “emersion” from today, without being “drenched” in the time in which we live, touched by its challenges, provoked by its problems, insecure before the insanity that announces disasters, taken by a just rage in light of profound injustices which express, in terrifying levels, the human capacity for ethical transgression. Also, there is no possibility of thinking of tomorrow without being encouraged by testimonies of gratuitous loving of life, which strengthen in us that so-needed and at times embattled hope. The ethic of the market itself, under whose rule we live so dramatically at this end of the century, is a type of affronting transgression of the universal ethics of human beings. Perverse by its own nature, it seems unreachable by any effort toward curbing or lessening its meanness. This market ethic cannot coexist with any
improvements. The very moment it might become tamed in its coldness or indifference toward the legitimate human interests of the dispossessed-being, living with dignity, loving, studying, reading the world and the word, overcoming fear, believing, resting, dreaming, doing things, questioning, choosing, saying no at the appropriate time, cultivating a permanent yes perspective toward life-at that very moment, it would no longer be the ethic of the market. Its ethic is solely the ethic of profit, whose interests men and women must submit to in contradictorily different ways: the rich and powerful in enjoyment, the poor and subjugated in suffering.