L you today's grandparents are passed, generally the day gawking front of the boob tube (not me, they say the hearings). Preferably, seeing Jorge Javier Vázquez Tele5 since left orphaned stop Cine de Barrio (in fact, I think no longer exists). It is true that not only do that. Some break for hours at the doctor, others in the park feeding the pigeons or game of bowls. The boldest play cards in the bar, smoke cigars and watch football. The most housewives go to the hairdresser every morning as if your family has had weddings all year round. In all that time speak of many things: Belén Esteban (usually them), Real Madrid and Barca (them), how bad is the youth today (all). As for politics, not a subject to touch very often. Beyond the usual clichés, the debate does not arise. No interest, or rather, the political class does not interest them too. Fortunately not all our elders are, but, make no mistake, there is much political illiterate resigned leaving time go at your leisure while you can get by.
Our parents very overwhelmed by work, spend the other part of his time worrying that young people do not metamos leg to the bottom. Sometimes they succeed, sometimes not. Stay to dinner, movies, make a short trip if you can, begin to pick up hobbies (slowly preparing for dear little old gentlemen sooner rather than later) and pester their children to give them grandchildren and marry (or not marry, but to give them grandchildren). As for politics, many believed that the transition was a wonderful thing and have already done their homework. Other engendered a hatred so much right that having lived through the dictatorship (of course, only expressed with Franco in the tomb) and a large number live in fear of being called fascists and anti-democrats, so they look the other way. In short, much is complicit all that is happening in Spain. Again, all is not lost, there are many parents or people of the same fifth, respectable and respected, that Spain did not want to go to hell, and struggling because it is not. As elsewhere, the mediocrity is present in greater number, so they are still a minority within the set.
And we youth, to us, this generation born in the late 70's, 80's and early 90's. The thing degenerates the younger, but none is saved. Trash television, video games, internet, el botellón, las discotecas...Todo se nos ha ido de las manos. Los hay que jamás han tocado ni tocaran estos vicios (y otros vicios aún peores que ni si quiera me apetece mencionar), mas no dejan de ser un porcentaje diminuto. Encontramos también algunos, tampoco tantos como deberían ser, que no abusan de ninguno de estos vicios/entretenimientos, por ello de compaginar vida social con responsabilidad/no matar a disgustos a sus padres (llámalo 'x') y, ya que están, ir pensando de qué van a vivir el día de mañana, si es que quieren vivir decentemente. Por último, y como viene siendo costumbre, está ese 80% maldito, deplorable, de aquellos que han desfasado más de la cuenta, que ya no distinguen lo que está bien de lo que está mal, que no son conscientes de lo que tienen ni de lo que han de conseguir, sin metas y sin ambiciones. Me refiero a los frikis de los videojuegos 24h/día, los borrachos camino de alcohólicos (por no decir toxicómanos en ciertos casos), los vagos de competición, que no dan un palo al agua ni a punta de pistola.
La política, por si algún despistado aún no se ha percatado, es una palabra tabú para muchos. No por miedo o vergüenza, sino por un desinterés y un desconocimiento alarmante. Muchos repiten las gilipolleces que dicen sus padres, sin pararse to reflect on whether or not it makes sense, others do just the opposite just to annoy, without pausing to reflect on the absurdity of their behavior, many others, directly, assume the position of "drifters" in a failed attempt to hide his ignorance all on the subject. Among young people, those exceptions appreciated, thank God, exist in all age brackets, are increasingly scarce. For young people born in the 90 the situation has reached a limit so pathetic that makes you want to lie to mourn. Physics and Chemistry is the reference point in life, his favorite actor Hugo Silva and Jonas Brothers or some rapper who has no clue but it seems to be something the music that accompanies them at full volume on your headphones.
And who is to blame for all this, this intergenerational mackerel about politics? The legs have always been most in history, so we can not blame the current problem by passing Spain. The real culprits are the politicians of left and right (historically more left than right, to be fair), mackerel and manipulate it so that this mass of people no one to defend their rights, but to remain silent and without disturbing as they roam freely. Zapatero, Montilla, Pepe Blanco, De la Vega, Artur Mas, Ibarretxe (as was), Carod Rovira, distorting the history, lying and taking advantage of the good people. Rajoy, Feijoo, Camps and others, silent and leaving trampled trampling everything, making Paripe and withdrawing before any vote is endangered. The King is one such dance, and this step will end exile or being king of a piece of land indefinitely, but not Spain, of course. Not worth to be folksy and friendly, no good.
And since we're in the World Cup, I say that I still have hope before a bleak picture. Over the past decades have attempted to destroy our values, from first to last: religion, the right to life, equality between English, authority, tradition (provided they are not Catalan or Basque) , etc. Of course, still at war against patriotism, the symbols of all. The song almost never hear, the flag is rarely seen and because it's the law (and which still meets such Act), the army would want to turn in NGOs. No one says anything that sounds patriotic, it is in danger of being branded a fascist, fascist, Franco, Nazi or what you go through the head in front of you.
But then there is the European or World Cup, and everything changes. So no more equipment than the selection (even to insist that it is 'The Red'), there is no flag that rojigualda, no more song the anthem and, at least on game day, no more t that the players are elastic. This is when you hear "Long live Spain," with Spain to death "when people cry if we removed, and cries of joy when we qualified. It is in these moments when tides of people chanting the familiar "I am English, English, English ", as one sees astonished thousands of flags hung from balconies, in cars, in bars. It is in the Plaza de Colón or around the Santiago Bernabeu where you are in that class kid happier than you because we are European champions and we can become the World and the other that asks you to lend him the flag, the same for both call you fascist months ago when I took her embroidered on a polo shirt, a bracelet or attached to the folder.
And basically all this is because, however much they try to manipulate, some feelings are not so easy to transform. And I am glad to see you reach the World Cup and people finally take off the mask and show his true feelings, even through sports. The vast majority of English, as my father, are indeed very patriotic, but in these times many do not dare to show throughout the year.
Now I just have to stop voting for those who are on their way to make this one of the last World Cup to play Spain as such, those who want to erase the National Emblem yellow stripes and burgundy representing the Crown of Aragon, the cross strings in the Kingdom of Navarra, crosses and crowns of those symbols relating to the monarchy, even to love the purple color of the third segment of the English flag.
This I just wrote is not small feat, much remains to be done if we do not sink the boat. But for now, fingers crossed and Spain go far in sports, especially football and the passion with which they live. I think some of us deserve a break, stop being the center of attention for showing our patriotism selection plays or not. Now it's up to others. It's nice to go unnoticed and do not feel an obligation to say anything, because there are another 40 million were hoarse for supporting Spain.
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