The
governing PP party has announced it'll be looking hard at the constitutional change everyone agrees is vital for modern Spain. Needless to say, this will allow it to stress
the division between it and the opposition PSOE party on the question
of greater devolution for Cataluña. So, more of a political expedient
ahead of the elections later this year than a serious
intent to address a critical issue. Which is no more than to be expected.
Needless
to say - ahead of said elections - the Gib confrontation has been
cranked up further. Witness this headline yesterday: Gibraltar hits
back at Spain's claim its waters are haven for drug smugglers. Reader
Mike commented yesterday on this issue, making the correct point that
the British government would love to get shut of The Rock, something well evidenced by Cabinet papers released in the last few
years. But you'd never get a Spaniard to believe this. And not many
would accept Mike's other correct point that it'd be wiser for Spain
to treat Gibraltarians well, rather than alienate them. But, with a
PP government, Hell is likely to freeze over before this is even contemplated. The price of having an ultra-right wing. The last PSOE gvernment was far more conciliatory, and got mercilessly lambasted for it.
Back
to noise: I was
taking an early coffee in the Savoy café yesterday when a group of
street performers arrived and switched on their speakers. The cacophony would've been deafening half a bloody kilometre away. So I left, after
explaining why to the staff - who admitted they couldn't tolerate it
either but had to. I passed the (mime) performers en route to
my regular bar and noted they were crap. So, in effect, ultra-loud
music was all they had to offer. Spain is different. Unnecessarily
and unwelcomingly so in this case.
A
query: Why do people
tautologously say "At that moment in time"?
Thoughtlessness?
Cecil
the dead lion: This is Private
Eye's take, from the point of view of the US National Rifle
Association:
Finally .
. . I was impressed to see that the owner of my favourite tapas bar
had been given the award of Friend of Pontevedra, along with
luminaries such as the dean of the College of Lawyers, a film
director, and Los Black Stones - a 'rock and pop' group. I
was even more impressed to see him wearing a suit in the foto, given
that a less-than-pristine T-shirt is all he normally manages.
And here
are the lucky Black Stones. They appear to be rather on the aged side to
me. So have presumably had a long wait for this signal honour.
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