A couple of months ago I told you I wasn’t into soccer but lately, from time to time I was enjoying commenting some games, especially the Champions League ones involving Spanish teams.

You also know I try not to get involved in politics discussions which only cause arguments and bad vibes among friends. Spain is experiencing what seems to be the worst and roughest time since the age of democracy started, and I’ve eventually found myself affected by the fashionable term of crisis as I lost my job due to company measures to face this situation(also because firing me, the last person who started at the branch, was cheaper).

It’d be easy for me to start complaining nonstop with the same mantra everybody is singing, fuckin’ country, shitty government blah blah blah… it’s useless, depressing and boring. Of course I’m not happy with the current situation, but there’s nothing I can do about it but trying to get a job ASAP, or just leave the country, which is a valid option to be considered.

This been said, and respecting everyone’s opinions, this is my time and my place to criticize certain issues occurring nowadays which get on my nerves. I’d like to warn you this is nothing personal and don’t mean to offend anyone, it’s just I have to let my thoughts loose once and for all.

There are some remarks directly linked to one of the most powerful worldwide social networks: Facebook. Of course you have the right to express whatever on your wall, and I, as your friend, have few  options: ignore/accept or write comments, but Hey! Beware! Because those comments can express both agreement or disagreement to what your stating. Remember you’ve given me the key to do so.

What has caught my attention is that all of a sudden everybody is acquainted and deeply interested in politics. It is very curious. And something which I find terribly absurd, the quantity of critic and creative messages spread and shared once and once again, as if people weren’t able to express discontent for themselves, some unknown wise element has to manipulate and speak for themselves. Up to date I respect those criticizing adding links to relevant press articles and information so you can read and judge for yourself. Finally, 2012 is being the roughest time, with many extreme measures approved, supposedly to relief the economy but very rough and unfair for the average citizen. Right! But you blaming the current government to be the cause of the crisis, proves me you’re a damn ignorant. We’ve been fucked up over the years and the country management has been poor and corrupt since the earliest days of democracy. It’s not a matter of blaming one party not choosing sides, everybody in the political hierarchy over the years is responsible for our ruin. Politics in Spain is something rotten to the bone, and the damage is irreversible.

Finally, I believe that depite the fact that we are all aware this country is falling apart, it’s not necessary to be reminded on a daily basis by all means, moreover, it’s not fair either to be accused or finger pointed for having fun in these rough times.

Thus, yes, I’m unemployed, does it mean I cannot fly to Dublin to attend Tom Petty’s show? Should people be forbidden to enjoy Euro 2012 Championship for the same reason?  Is it a sin to support your national soccer team because of the country situation? Can’t people go to the beach because some areas are burning? Yeah, people are ignorant cattle in general, with and without crisis, but evading from all the problems it’s something we all do, even though it doesn’t mean you are unaware of what’s really happening on the streets. We need music, films, sports, cooking, or getting pissed every weekend…you name it!

Same as with active workers. Since there’s this high rates of unemployment, it seems that they don’t have the right to complain about their jobs, because someone might be offended. WTF? If you are pissed off with your job and need to feel better by complaining, just do IT!

My point after all this nonsense discourse is the following, with the country drowning in a sea of debt, unemployment and bankruptcy, should we stay home and self punish with a whip, or even better, blow or brains with a gun? Ain’t we got right to enjoy little pleasures nor have fun? Dears, I’m just asking because no crisis is gonna stop me from having fun, regardless my economic situation, I warn you.

And by the way, to justify the title of this post, let me tell you, I’m buying a new blender this afternoon and will start making piña coladas nonstop now that I have time. If you feel offended, I’m sorry, if you feel like tasting one and become my Guinea pig, drop by The Hellhouse 😉


  1. I’ll be your guinea pig… and I’ll bring some of those chocolate baileys cupcakes you sent me! Deal?? xx

  2. Bueno, el mundo del fútbol de selecciones da un poco de grima. No me entiendan mal, no es una cuestión de nacionalismos: todo lo que rodea a las pachangas de la selección catalana es igual de sarnoso, cambiense las camisetas rojas por las cuatribarradas y la mayoría de discursos son similares. A mí me gusta el fútbol de club, empresarial, espectáculo, pero también filiación barata a un ente que en realidad representa a nada. Dicho lo cual, por ejemplo, diré que vi la final de la Eurocopa en Doha, y la disfruté mucho… Sabéis por qué? Allí había muchísima gente congregada para ver a dos equipos de fútbol, no a dos países. No había cánticos raciales ni referencias a lo bueno que es haber nacido en una particular zona del mundo. No es que sea un apátrida, quiero a mi nación. No más de lo que quiero a mi perrita, ni muchísimo menos. Ni considero que los humanos nacidos en un radio de 300km del lugar donde fui alumbrado sean mejores por una cuestión divina. Esas concepciones loca listas, tan propias de la biblia y el substrato judaico que socialmente tenemos resultan ridículas. Cuando era un crió y creía en el dios cristiano siempre me puteaba pensar que ese dios había escogido a un pueblo, a una nacionalidad, que por el hecho de serlo, ya eran mejores que yo. Así que en ese sentido, en cierto modo era todo más divertido cuando la selección española llegaba con todas las expectativas y se iba, irremediablemente, en los cuartos de final… Eso sí, siempre por injusticias divinas, humanas o lo que es peor, arbitrales.

    • Creo que ya sabes que no soy muy amante del deporte rey, pero si que es cierto que recientemente he visto más fútbol en estos dos meses que en los últimos 10 años de mi vida. No sigo ligas, ni competiciones europeas y mucho menos mundiales, y tampoco soy forofa de ningún equipo. Bueno, con 14 años lo era del Real Zaragoza, y por cierto viví momentos de gloria, pero esa etapa la considero una anécdota más. Era una forma de salir de casa los domingos y otra diversión rodeada de amigos.

      Puedo entender a la gente que tenías a tu alrededor disfrutando del partido, sin presiones, patriotismos, consecuencias por disfrutar del juego etc…

      La intención de este post no era enaltecer los triunfos de la selección española de fútbol, ahora llamada La Roja, denominación que por cierto, me parece muy cutre, igual que nuestro himno. Al menos a los holandeses se les conoce por la Naranja Mecánica y los italianos se desgañitan con orgullo, mola más. Mi punto era el de expresar mi desacuerdo hacia toda la gente a la que ahora le da por señalar que si estás más pendiente de un evento frívolo, eres un cabrón, insensible y ajeno a las penurias de este país.

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