Antoni Puigverd 30/09/2020
It is impossible to write something that is worth reading in the heat of so many useless battles, of so much noise and tension. Now we talk to talk. Or to intoxicate. Or to keep a trench fire alive. It is no longer possible to comment on politics in a constructive spirit: it is useless. Nobody is willing to give in to build something with those who do not think like him. Nobody is willing to give in even to build a plan with which to confront the coronavirus, which does not distinguish between ideologies; or with which to alleviate the economic catastrophe that the pandemic is causing. Nobody is willing to give in. We are the result of that motto that is attributed to so many characters, from Negrín to Cela: whoever resists wins. A topic that the Spanish political tradition has internalized and that Jordi Cuixart with Dharma music has once again put in solfa.
Raised as lawsuits of honor, both the Catalan conflict and the historic division between reds and blues do not contemplate any way out other than the crushing of the loser. Now the vanquished can only be crushed after a war. In Spain’s long fratricidal history, Franco was the last to crush. Since, fortunately, we are not at war, the conflict, although it may seem that it has winners, will never go away. It will burn like one of these contemporary fires, only ending when there is no longer a single tree left.
Older people can survive Covid-19, but not political hypertension
Conflicts like the Catalan one or the other between the two Spains no longer have a solution. The conflict is so dense and thick, so steeped in resentment and hatred that it will remain with us for many years. Decades of low or high intensity fires. Forests slowly burning the energies of the country. The elderly will be able to survive Covid-19, but not political hypertension. Hopefully, perhaps the youngest when they grow old will know the end of the territorial conflict and the insomniac battle between reds and blues that is devastating us.
Each side plays with the weapons at its disposal. And uses them without restraint. There are those who delegate their power to the judges, who can combine a legal monument to the presumption of innocence (Bankia) with a monument to the disproportion between the offense and the punishment (Torra). Who, taking advantage of the resources of the government he controls, makes the opponents invisible. Who, to roam freely, needs to imprison adversaries. Who, to survive, will turn politics into a guerrilla until they are bloodless. Let us abandon the moderate dream of an exit based, first, on general rectification and, later, on a new pact. Let’s abandon it: the Catalan conflict has no solution. It will drag Catalonia into a decline as deep as that of the 14th century; and it will always leave Spain with this internal evil. An evil that condemns it to be an incomplete and failed country, since, to exist in the uniformist way dreamed of, it needs to foster peripheral wastelands and push the country’s second city to ruin.