Except, of
course, for France and Napoleon, you might expect a free country to
want to expunge all memories of a previous dictator. But, 40 years
on, this hasn't been done in many places in Spain. In Madrid, for
example, there are still more than 150 streets, squares and public
spaces bearing the names of those who rebelled against the government
and sparked the Civil War. There's even an Avenida Comandante Franco
in the north of the city. But the new, left-of-centre mayoress of the
city has vowed to get rid of them under an existing law that,
clearly, has never been fully applied. Even handedly, she's also said
she'll rename a square dedicated by the last government to Margaret
Thatcher.
Down
south, another politician has made a comment that the twitter mob
will latch onto. Addressing a mixed group of high performing
students, he suggested they come to the imminent end-of-year dance in
informal clothes, specifically shirt and trousers. So far, so good.
But he foolishly added that men get more elegant the more they wear
and women get more elegant the less they wear. Now, you could take
this as meaning he didn't think women should dress to the nines for the dance but
this isn't the way the mob is taking it. As to whether he'll be
sacked like the poor professor of UCL in the UK, we'll have to wait
and see. I guess it depends on how long and how far the
twitterstorm(new word) rages.
A survey
tells us that the Galicians are the most assiduous in preparing for
their holidays. Well, they do their packing a day in advance, at
least. To no great surprise, it emerges that hardly any other
Spaniards do.
The first
bloody accordionist of the summer has arrived in Pontevedra. And,
judging by the vacant look on the face of his wife when I said I
didn't have any change - and by her attire - I'd say he's Rumanian.
Possibly related to compatriots who are gradually taking over the
Sunday flea market.
In various
parts of Galicia during the summer, there are rapas das bestias -
roundups of semi-wild horses which then have their mains and tails
sheared, rather violently. The mares, at least; I think they leave the stallions alone.
Here's an article, with video, of the biggest of these, which is a
big tourist event. At the others, you're unlikely to see any
foreigners. Unless you're lucky enough to bump into me.
Finally
. . . If you want to see just how depraved pop videos have become, go
to Youtube and search Rihanna BBHMM. But you may not be able to
stomach much of what comes up. Apparently, no one has complained much about the
violence, the nudity and the language. I'm pretty liberal myself but,
even so, I found myself wondering where things will go next in the quest for headlines. A live
rape scene?
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