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Muchos latinos llaman racistas a los Argentinos, pero cuando les toca hablar de Venezuela se vuelven Soldados Confederados, ¿O acaso creen que se me olvida como sacaron a familias de sus casas y quemaron sus pertenencias en Chile y Perú?

Por los terremotos salí de Caracas y me vine a la región oriental temporalmente y... ESTOS APAGONES QUE SON? 5 HORAS DIARIAS SIN LUZ 5 DIAS A LA SEMANA WTF 💀💀 Hasta prefiero seguir en Caracas con todo y miedo de que suceda una replica fuerte

Viví cinco años en Argentina siendo venezolana, negra y de cabellos rulos. En Buenos Aires recibí más comentarios lindos sobre mi cabello, que en todos mis años viviendo en Venezuela. Racistas? Hay en todo los países. Algunos no definen a todo un país.

Los anti Argentina: "Los argentinos son racistas" 😭 Los argentinos: "Voy a intentar que Messi 🇦🇷 me firme la camiseta para subastarla y ayudar al pueblo venezolano 🇻🇪, que tanto lo necesita" 🥹

Cómo mira al que hizo el gol que le sacó su último Mundial. Realmente la única explicación para que haya gente que odia a este tipo es que sea argentino/latinoamericano. No hay otra

Leandro Paredes es recibido por el Boca Juniors como un héroe y con cero autocrítica por su bochornosa actitud

Argentina’s behavioral crisis in the World Cup final has brought to light traits many of us in Latin America have internalized and that we need to come to terms with. In many countries, emotional self-control and the ability to admit mistakes are seen as virtues. A behavioral problem in parts of Latin America is that there are social circles where the opposite is often celebrated. This is the idea that someone who remains in control of their emotions is a coward or, depending on the situation, a traitor. If someone offends you, your family, your team, the reaction that is celebrated in these circles is not restraint but flipping the table. The more berserk you go, the more you show that you care. That is a harmful value to hold, and also, one that many of us once shared. I certainly had it internalized when I left Chile 20+ years ago. In fact, I’ve spent much of my adult life trying to unlearn what I grew up believing was the socially acceptable behavior. The second trait is an unwillingness to admit mistakes. You can always find an excuse, move the goalposts, or, once again, start a fight instead of publicly accepting that you’ve made a mistake. Admitting fault is a sign of weakness. Defending a losing position is a symbol of courage or, in sports, a test of loyalty. Together, these two traits are behavioral dynamite. People explode because they cannot admit fault, and double down. Instead of learning from their mistakes, they become prisoners of them. I grew up watching football with my father. When I was 10 or so, I was learning what was right and wrong from the way he interpreted the game. This included behavior both on and off the field. Only later in life did I realize that every penalty he called for, or contested, had little to do with the play itself. Whether a call was fair depended entirely on which team benefited. He was happy if his team received a nonexistent penalty or an opposing player got an undeserved red card. These traits are among the things that pushed me away from the continent. They are certainly not exclusive to Latin America or the Southern Cone. I’ve encountered them in people all over the world. In an important sense, these are behaviors that all of us exhibit as children. What strikes me as unusual from the place I am from is having been part of social circles where these behaviors were not seen as flaws of character but as virtues to be admired, celebrated, and enforced. These excessive forms of pride are not conducive to learning. They make it psychologically difficult to update one’s beliefs, accept responsibility, or improve. Although they become particularly visible in sports, they are by no means confined to them. Something I am proud to have learned is to apologize quickly and often. Not because it is too difficult, but because it was like learning a new language at old age. That doesn’t mean becoming a pushover. But I’ve learned that a man who never apologizes cannot be a man of integrity, because we all make mistakes. Argentina’s behavior on and off the field during the World Cup final was, to me, a particularly blatant expression of values that many people continue to defend. In some circles, these attitudes have become intertwined with ideas of national identity and loyalty. Yet they are shackles that ultimately limit our development, not because they make us lose a football match, but because they make it harder for us to learn from our mistakes. The right thing to do now is the least likely: offer an honest apology. If my interpretation is even partially correct, we are more likely to see the opposite. Never back down. Never apologize. Never control your emotions. There is such a thing as having the wrong values. I hope that one day we can do better.