In recent weeks, when you agreed with Óscar working, I told you that I was on vacation. “They have given me two months of treatment vacation.” Óscar Muñoz, a companion of the avant -garde, the newspaper where he has worked since he left the university, has died this morning at age 53. From a first sarcoma more than a decade ago, he had won all the games to a disease that was increasingly shifted. Sometimes with more force, sometimes with less, work, make a journalist, go to the writing, to the City Council, to the calls, go out to do themes has meant for him the normality of those who know how fucking it is not to have health.Scar wrote especially in the great family of journalists that is the living of the avant -garde: municipal policy of the City Council of Barcelona, the anti -globalization movement, the enclosures of migrants in the church of migrants in the church Urbanistic, the revolution in the mobility of the city, of which he was participating with his Brompton and despite missing part of a lung. He also wrote a season in the economy section making infrastructure and automotive information. Not everyone has veteran to be able to say that he worked in the writing of Pelai Street, when Pelayo still called him. He got out of the profession that cries today, Óscar, generous, much less serious than it seemed, modest despite the background, respectful when asked, good partner, free of the hurry of the last hours of the web, patient. It had to be a lot to endure relapses and aggressive treatments. And not to faint every time he announced that he had to “go back to the workshop”, at the Vall d’Hebron hospital. At every step, he thanked his dedication to the professionals who treated him and the medical innovations that helped him. He had the next ITV shortly. The one with new spots on a lung that worsened suddenly this week, when he worked with his normality. They tell their writing colleagues that this Thursday still wrote messages. In addition to a reference of rigor and journalism, at the forefront it was also in labor matters for its years in the Company Committee. What a good guy and companion. What a luxury to have met him and how much we have admired his way of facing the disease. Always looking away. Saying brave is to fall short. How much has come on what he called “normal life.” Because in addition to the keyboard that did not release, he also did not stop plans, to lite on something as domestic as a reform, or travel with his wife, Marta, and his daughters Clara and Irene. Those photos of the pancrudo skies, in Teruel. Or the blues of your New Year’s family congratulation. How much we will miss those that in recent years have seen how cancer took us to two other local information: Lluís Sierra and Mària Sànchez. Let us learn from Oscar, we celebrate journalism and enjoy, as he taught us that it can be done, despite the hosts that give you life. (Tagstotranslate) Catalonia
