Kurai Extravaganza

It always is a woman whom brings evil over the world. And if one was to believe the socialites of her time, it was once again an Eve.

The actress hasn't learned the lines you'd like to hear

She won't join your clubs, she won't dance in your halls

She won't help the hungry once a month at your tombolas

She'll simply take control as you disappear,

as Madonna sang as Argentina's symbol, Eva Duarte de Péron. In a way, Eva - or Evita, as her nickname was - was an Argentine version of Madame de Pompadour. The power behind the throne. Only in her case, it was aimed for the throne itself.

Then again, being pretty helps undoubtedly to climb up a social rank or two. Or more. But many women whom tried this game got stuck at being the little mistress. Not Eva, of course. She aimed higher.

It isn't without reason that she was described in the song The lady's got potential as 'the greatest social climber since Cinderella'. There is an amount of truth in it.

Were there stars in your eyes

when you crawled in at night

From the bars, from the sidewalks

from the gutter theatrical

I think there must have been. There would have been stars in my eyes, if I were in her position.

She must have been smart. Finding the groep whom no political entity aimed for during campaining, and make them follow her husband (though only her lover at the time). If the guy didn't love her, then this must have at least shown him how clever it would be to keep such a political adviser to his side. And what better way to do so than by marriage?

Eva also knew that the people of the lower ranks in Argentina, the people whom she counted to be her 'peronists', were deeply religious, and thus she took a priest with her to every event she went to speak on. It is something her husband discarted after her dead, dismissing the church as a whole. Not the most clever move.

She had many enemies. She knew it, clearly. If she could, she would do anything to destroy them, in one case even after someone's death. It's a ruthlessness which I somehow admire, or actually adore. It is part of the fascinating person called Eva Péron. I'm not interested in her for her helping of the poor, it's nice, but every queen has done charity. Noblesse obligé, even in charity.
No, I enjoy Eva for her rise to power, for her strength.

It's a shame she died young, but it gave her what she must have wished for: immortality.

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This is actually the first photo of her where I see her laugh for real, though. She looks gorgeous. I always wondered what Péron saw in her, physically, but I think this points it all out...