Wert never Spanishized the Catalan children, but Sánchez has Catalanized the Spanish children

I left Catalonia in 2019 for a reason that anyone who has ever kept quiet about an opinion at a dinner with friends will understand “to have the party in peace.”

I left because I was tired, precisely, of keeping quiet.

Of keeping quiet when the others, those of “adopt a child from Extremadura”, They never used to keep quiet about their opinions.

Because his opinions, of course, were self-evident, universal and incontrovertible, as well as fair.

I’m not talking about my articles, where I said, in general, whatever I wanted.

I’m talking about the day to day. The Catalan peculiarity, the true differential fact, is that people usually say in public what they then remain silent in private.

And that is the true symptom of a sick society.

Keeping quiet in public what you say in private is social hypocrisy, that in reasonable doses is the oil that the machinery of coexistence needs to function without problems.

Saying things in an opinion column that you then have to keep silent about in private is the true toxic symptom. Because it indicates that you trust freedom of the press more than your compatriots.

So if you too have ever kept quiet during a dinner with friends, you and I are on the same side of the wall of Pedro Sanchez. On the bad side. In that of Spain to be eradicated.

The others, as I already said, never kept quiet about anything. How can they not keep quiet about it now. Frankenstein has always assumed that his ideas are everyone’s ideas. They do not conceive of discrepancy, unless there is evil or payment involved. There are no more options.

That the Frankensteiners never keep their opinions to themselves demonstrates in any case that their intention has never been to “have the party in peace”, which is what any civilized person intuitively aspires to in a meeting in which there are people from a thousand different backgrounds.

His true intention is to squat with his elbows the empty space that his fellow member politely gives up as a neutral space for debate. You give it up and they dig a ditch, fill it with crocodiles, barricade themselves in the castle and then set fire to the forest so that you will never cross it.

Because for the Government of progress there are no neutral spaces. And if they exist, they must be occupied by civil or criminal matters. Hence the phrase “everything is political.”

Sex, race, class, politics, sports, culture, education, healthcare, housing, gastronomy, climate and, of course, crime. Everything is political. The objective is that not a single public space, or even a private one, remains unsquatted. That is totalitarianism.

Because the shit doesn’t stop and can never stop. If he stops pedaling, the guy in the turra falls off the bike.

That’s what he was referring to mercy when he said, with the subtlety that characterizes him, that you shouldn’t give the lefty an inch because he uses it to put his boot on your neck.

And that is what the PP has not yet understood. That in politics there are no empty spaces and that those that you do not occupy will be occupied by others..

That you condemn Franco’s regime (because you are a democrat and that is what democrats do) does not prevent them, in short, from vindicating their most distinguished civil war activists.

A classic example. Eradicating Christianity from public spaces has not expelled religion from those areas. He has only politely donated a moral plot that has been occupied by the new hegemonic secular religion. Progressivism.

The progressive religion, which today includes the left and nationalisms, has occupied the Government, but also the CIS, the Constitutional Court, RTVE, a good part of the private media, the Prosecutor’s Office, the Bank of Spain, the universities, the unions, health, education and even a not exactly insignificant part of a business community that is more Pasto-like than they usually believe.

And Catalonia was that dinner with acquaintances in which you always remain silent, but multiplied exponentially by a hundred.

I left Catalonia because the tension caused by the coup d’état in process It turned a victim-oriented society into a violent one.

One day, an acquaintance told me “I hope Pedro J. Ramírez is paying you well for what you are doing to Catalonia”.

To Catalonia, neither more nor less. Not his sister, his mother, his girlfriend, his daughter or himself.

To Catalonia. The love of his life.

And that day I thought “I’ve been living in this cage of infatuated neurotics for forty years and I had normalized it, but this is definitely not normal, I have to get out of here.”

And I left. To experience in Madrid the same type of obsessive persecution by those in power that half of the Catalan citizens experience in their homeland.

But, at least, without the complicity of my neighbors and with that foot on the wall that is an autonomous government who refuses to be the punching bag of Monclovite propaganda.

For a few years I lived in peace. Anyone who has lived in Madrid knows that people here do not usually take the time to measure the devotion and degree of submission to the dogma of the person in front of them.

Nobody here is dedicated to sexting your faith and calculating your chances of redemption.

To Madrid, as he said Rafa Latorrethey come to leave you alone.

And for a few years, I lived in peace.

But Pedro Sánchez has ended up importing the bad temper of the process to all of Spain. That has been his true work of Government. Not to pacify Catalonia, as he usually says, but to piss off the entire country as only Catalonia and the Basque Country had been before.

Now, once again, I find myself in Madrid with things that I thought I had left behind, in the provinces.

The unbalanced ones who scream “fascist”, “genocidal” or “liar” at you from half an inch from your face.

They ask you on social networks how much they pay you for the PP, Isabel Diaz Ayuso or NATO (there is a lot of useful fool Putin in Frankenstein).

The short-sighted ones who reproach you, not for the facts, but for the opinions.

Those of “neither” Stalin in Married“. “Man, I don’t defend Nicolas Madurobut publicly rejoicing over the Nobel Peace Prize Maria Corina Machado is going too far.”

The friends who inform you that they have had to defend you from this or that idiot who imagines you with a tail and horns: “No, but Cristian is a normal guy.”

[O sea, qué narices: el que no es normal será en todo caso el que debe ser “apaciguado” porque amenaza, explícita o tácitamente, con liar la mundial si se le pone delante a alguien que cree que España es un infierno fiscal, que el sanchismo es corrupción, que el socialismo no funciona o que Hamás es un grupo terrorista y no un ejército de liberación nacional].

Or the discomfort generated by the obvious, for anyone with eyes in their face, increase in aggressiveness on the left in the face of the imminence of possible early general elections.

And not because the PSOE is going to lose power and that generates anxiety, but because they are already anticipating, like the dog of Pavlovthe streets that are going to burn when Feijóo be sworn in as President of the Government in that perpetual Vietnam in which they live.

I don’t know what will happen in Spain when Sánchez abandons power by force at the polls, although I sense that there will be problems, and I hope that the PP has a plan other than staying stunned on the highway like the rabbit dazzled by the lights of the truck that is going to hit it.

But I do know what happened in Catalonia when the atmosphere was tense due to the violence of the same people, exactly the same ones, who are now tense in the rest of Spain.

And what happened in Catalonia It is a low intensity civil war.

Because Catalonia is not “pacified.”

Catalonia is experiencing a ceasefire that is more tense and fragile than that in Gaza, as demonstrated by the violent altercations that have occurred with the most bizarre excuses in recent months.

[El sabotaje de la Vuelta en Madrid no ha sido más que un ensayo general destinado a comprobar si existe en la capital el mismo caldo de cultivo radical que en Cataluña permite incendiar las calles cuando le conviene a la alta burguesía nacionalista].

A journalist friend told me a few days ago “the breaking point is always the same: they respond to your criticism of their ideas with attacks.” to man“. In other words, the old “you think they are wrong and they think you are a bad person.”

They don’t tell you “your ideas are wrong because A, B and C.” But rather “you spread hate, you are toxic and you must be silenced, by the way if you agree to keep quiet, or by the way if you insist on speaking.”

Let them ask David Alandete. The to Jorge Calabréswhich is even closer to me. Or to Rebecca Argudo, Chapu Apaolaza, Paula Fraga, Rafa Latorre o Jorge Bustos.

In the end, Wert He never Spanishized the Catalan children, but Pedro Sánchez has Catalanized the Spanish children. He process Catalan is already the Spanish process. And the president’s survival depends on the success of his attempt to turn all of Spain into Catalonia.

We will see it in the next general elections, but especially after them.