Some traitors are demolishing Spain but the 'problem' is someone saying it out loud

@ElentirENG ES 5·31·2024 · 7:05 0

When Manuel Mariscal Zabala was born, in January 1992, I was 16 years old and was already studying the third year of Baccalaureate (BUP).

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Manuel and I are not from the same generation. The young people of my generation grew up in a Spain destroyed by terrorism, drugs (which wreaked great havoc in my land, Galicia) and the political corruption of the socialist governments of Felipe González (whom some now try to whitewash). It was a Spain that seemed to have no remedy and in which socialism and its vices seemed like an incurable disease.

My generation has grown up not knowing what it is like to live under a dictatorship, but seeing how democracy was being destroyed little by little from within by those who claimed to defend it. Those terrible years are the ones that ended up hardening the personality of great people like Santiago Abascal (I'm a few months older than him), who spent a large part of his youth carrying an escort so as not to be murdered by ETA.

I thank God that Manuel has not had to live through the times that many Spaniards have lived through, because many of us have been accumulating a thick skin, based on so much damage, with which sometimes we already seem indifferent to everything. Sometimes, seeing the things that the petty people who govern us do, I think: these scoundrels are not going to be able to take away my peace or my calm. That is why, surely, you never see foul words on this blog. I have become colder and more calculating and prefer to take a long breath before writing. I wasn't like that when I was Manuel's age. And I say it with a certain envy, like when Antonio Machado wrote those verses: "Sharp golden thorn, who could feel you stuck in the heart."

Now, with the approval of the amnesty law, we have seen the clearest act of demolition of our Homeland and our democracy. A scandalous, outrageous act that makes many of our blood burn. Faced with something like this, the complaint of some is that Manuel and other members of Vox shouted "traitor" at Sánchez for committing an act of treason as clear as violating our Constitution and trampling on the rule of law to buy his re-election. Instead of blood, some seem to have horchata and in the face of something so serious they only think that no one should raise their voice, lest it wake up the Spaniards who still have a sleeping conscience. It seems that the "problem" is not that they destroy your country, but that it hurts you and you say it out loud.

This Thursday, in the article that I dedicated to that colossal betrayal, I put the photo of Manuel pointing his finger at the traitors and shouting at them for what they are. Today I put it back, duly enlarged. That young man from Talavera de la Reina who yesterday stood up from his seat to condemn that betrayal only expressed in words what many Spaniards think and would like to shout if we were there . That cry is that of a Spanish society that is stunned by the demolition of democracy and its homeland and that reacts to it, instead of closing its eyes and remaining silent. That cry is the golden thorn that many of us miss, because we lost it over the years and the weight of disappointments.

Thank you very much, Manuel, to you and your colleagues at Vox, for bringing the cry of many Spaniards to the faces of those traitors.

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Photo: Vox Congreso.