In a conversation with a good friend who lives in Madrid, I told him that although there seem to be two Spains there, the one that wants to expel Pedro Sánchez at all costs and the one that kisses the ground on which he In reality, there is a third, the one who witnesses with astonishment this sort of media-judicial competition (or vice versa) that Spanish politics has become. My colleague, rightly and with regret, answers me that there are not two or three, that in reality there is only one Spain: Madrid and a suffocating ecosystem that ends up infecting everything .
Journalists who work in Catalonia and who have had to report on the process can tell in detail what it means to be placed for a long time in a kind of loop, in a cage in which, like hamsters, we rotate to the rhythm imposed by the policies. , as if this is the world we share, nothing happens anymore. In reality, there were only two days when the situation really deserved all the attention it got: October 1, 2017 and the 27th of that same month, with the application of article 155 and the failure of the Declaration of Independence. It’s easier to say it now, in the perspective of time, but I suppose it won’t offend anyone to acknowledge that the concept of “historic days” has been abused since there haven’t been many and certainly not so historical.
