If you can’t get out of the tunnel, decorate the tunnel, they say in Italy, so accustomed to resistance, because reactivity is useful for oral debates in any street but does not change things. Three weeks have passed since the Valencia floods and the capacity for resilience and stoicism has multiplied. València has become “Italian” according to the cliché, we have no time to think, only to adapt. Those who don’t have a bus to get around have found a brother-in-law to pick them up every day in Picanya and take them to Valencia. A family has been sleeping on the parents’ couch of a friend from their daughters’ school for two weeks. In Catarroja, if there is no hot water, she goes to her boyfriend’s house in Picassent to take a shower. If they put your high school classes online and the computer got washed away, you ask to borrow one or go to your neighbor’s house. If there’s a pothole at Ground Zero, you don’t call City Hall, you avoid it. If there are two potholes, change your route. If there is no road, you walk.
If anyone had “the feeling” that help was not arriving, as Carlos Mazón said in his insensitive speech to Les Corts, it was simply because help was not arriving. Today, it happened, but it is not enough.
