In the Neverland of Parisi

It's 4 in the afternoon of the coldest day of the year.In the Golf de Manquehue, the Los Transses de la Dehesa neighborhood, two very warm teachers fix the gutters of a house built in stone, with large windows and a decoration magazine garden.The doorbell rings.Open the door a woman with short manga and red cheeks.She is Angelina, the woman who works in Franco Parisi's house, who moves her arms like giving air and complains about excessive heat of central heating.

Adentro, hincado junto a un estante de madera repleto de premios, está Parisi (44). Vestido con traje gris y camisa blanca, como si estuviera a punto de dar una conferencia. "En mi casa ando con short, por decirlo de una manera elegante; pero ésta es mi ropa oficial, de académico", se apura en aclarar. Pero no es como académico ni como economista -el "economista del pueblo", como lo llaman- por lo que da que hablar: Parisi decidió hace unos meses ser precandidato presidencial. Y en abril, en una encuesta realizada por La Tercera, él marcó un sorpresivo 6%, quedando entre los cuatro favoritos. "¡Hazte ésa!", dice. Entusiasmado, el próximo fin de semana hará en Viña el "pre-lanzamiento de su campaña" -como reza un volante con su foto-, donde los $ 12.000 de la entrada VIP dan derecho, como allí se anuncia, a ser parte de las 30 personas que compartirán un cóctel con él.

But now, inside his house, Parisi seems worried about other issues.On his side are his twins of four and a half years.They are called Emilio and Franco, whom he calls Lilo and Canco.In uniform, children try to do bicycle pirouettes on a beige carpet.

The house is immense, imposing.The dream of any child, especially for which it was Parisi, who spent his childhood behind Villa Japan, in the bars.He lived in a two -story house, in front of which he played the ball with his team the red devils.He remembers that there, on September 11, 1973, his father - an army captain and economist - took him to his piece and from the window they saw the smoke of the bombings.On the day of the coup "or pronouncement, as they want to call him," says Parisi, his father told it clearly: "remember that this is historical."

On the second floor of that house in the bars, Parisi shared a piece with his inseparable brother Antonino, three years old and also economist.He says his brother gave him permission to go to the bathroom once at night, because he woke him up.Franco dreamed then with a large house, with space, with eight pieces ... like the one he has now.And he didn't think much."2003 I was living in the United States and when I came to Chile I went outside, I saw the poster 'It is sold' and I entered. He walked with short and shirt, the owner looked at me with the face of 'and this one with what is going to buy it'… And I bought it Altiro. I tasted in Georgia, but I had won silver buying shares. "

Parisi has spent his whole life thinking about investment.When he was a boy, he read the movement of the market in the newspaper, and when he turned 12 he asked not to give him more autos Matchbox, but silver."I bought shares in Endesa at $ 15 and sold them at $ 800," he boasts.Since then, before buying any action, he makes a kind of equation, draws a graph and predicts what will go well or badly.He says it doesn't fail."With the polar the numbers never fallen, so we did not buy."

-¿Por qué habla siempre de "nosotros"?, ¿inseparable de Antonino?

-I say "we" because I am used to saying "We", so the papers are written.

The purchase of shares paid off early: at 19, his first car was bought, a result 5 "that was Chueco", and at 21- recently graduated from Economics at the University of Chile, such as his father and brother-, theFirst department.Today he has investments in companies, he is an advisor to the Copper Corporation, Dean of IEDE, professor of Chile and UNAB and changed the Renault for two cars that he has distributed among his children: the Porsche Caimán is lilo and use it to walkin Santiago;The chain was awarded a Jeep Sahara to leave the house on the beach in Puerto Sailro, where he and the twins have areneras motorcycles and a boogie.

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With his children he has followed the same steps he gave with the investment.The twins already have actions in Falabella and Banco de Chile, but that they understand little and nothing.They only know that every so often an envelope comes.Parisi explains the numbers just as he does on television, where he has a program on the network with Antonino.He tells them about economics without mentioning the IPSA, UF, IPC, or anything the jargon of business supplements.He has also told them what he heard as a child: they must study economics in Chile and do a doctorate abroad.A tracing of his academic life and his brother, skipping two steps: basic education at Salvador Sanfuentes and high school at the National Institute.The children of Parisi study at Santiago College in La Dehesa and when great want to be firefighters or soccer players of the "U".

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In the Living of Parisi there is a black leather armchair, another of three white leather bodies, a couple of begles, a glass table and an empty space, where something is clear.Parisi explains it: "I wanted to learn to play piano and I bought a cute, big piano, halfway. I bought it to say that I was going to take classes, but deep down I knew I was not going to do it."He did not even look for a teacher or read a score, because a few months ago they went to steal at their home and took everything: although it seems incredible, to the Yamaha pianhouse and where children are bicycle.Little further is the terrace, the large patio with perfect grass, the tangled pool ... all surrounded by a very high wall that gives the house an air of strength.From the day of theft, the economist shielded and installed alarms in every corner.

On the side of the living room, on the first floor of marble floor, there is a dining room of mahogany wood with 12 chairs as if 12 diners were about to sit down. One wonders for what, if Parisi himself says that what interests him least is to eat and most of the time he houses in that house alone or with his cock, an Argentine with which he has been almost a year. The piano is not the only space that was empty. He separated a year and a half ago, and the children went to live with his mother - who was a student of Parisi in Chile - in the same neighborhood. It has established a regime of visits that is not touched: children spend with him on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and a weekend through. Those days Franco works at times on his desk, sitting in a chair in the middle of diplomas, more than 10 collection cameras that he has bought as an ornament in auction - he does not take photos - and several scissors and knives, work instruments that he inherited of his hairdresser grandfather. Those days he only does what is urgent, he does not answer calls and plays on the second floor, which looks like an urban version of the Neverland of Peter Pan.

In those three hours of a Thursday at home, Parisi put ice on a bump on his forehead, tied sneakers, got into an armed iglo tent in the living room in front of a 100 -inch screen tuned at Discovery Kids, he drew inA tiny table in the room adapted as a kindergarten, where aunt Tala- her father's sister makes classes to the children, ordered more than 100 autos in the big piece of toys, installed four car tracks,He opened the windows of the inner courtyard and showed the two identical rooms of his children.Each one has a two -seater bed, under a poster from a neighborhood in New York, bathroom with tina, a walking closet with perfectly hanging clothes, the figure of Shrek and the mammoth of the ice era giant size in 3D, stuck toThe wall, and lightning furniture MC Queen, the protagonist of Cars.

-¿No te complica ser llamado "el economista del pueblo", con tantos bienes encima?

-There are some that are going to peel.But people know that it has gone well, I have never hidden it.The thing is that everyone can do well.

Children make pirouettes on two wheels again, and one occurs to the toys.Suddenly, four bicycles are on the carpet - with and without support wheels - and two pedal gokarts.The twins choose names, which their father writes with a brush and black tempera.When the paint is about to dry, Lilo says she wants to invent a surname too.

"That is not," his father replies, "has to be Parisi. Because we are the Parisi."

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