Where are we going?, what awaits us?, will we suffer?
I write this article from a gloomy well, trying not to sink into its cold, stagnant waters and looking up, towards the distant and tiny hole through which light can be seen. Is it light or just an optical illusion, a mere defense mechanism for survival?
We have a public debt of 1.18 trillion euros, which putting the figure in numbers is 1,189,000,000,000?, which means that each Spaniard owes almost 26,000?. But, in addition, we have a public deficit of almost 3% of GDP, which implies that every year we are short of 35,000,000,000? to finish the year, which directly, exercise after exercise, go to increase the brutal public debt. This macroscopic vision, as realistic as it is Kafkaesque, of the Spanish economy is completed by the data of what we pay for the debt, that is, for the interest demanded by those who lend us that trillion and a bit, which is about 107,000,000,000?; euros from each PGE that we obviously do not enjoy because they serve exclusively to pay for living far beyond our means.
We also live installed in the absolute rejection of the concept of cutbacks, or what is the same, nobody is willing to do without pensions, health, justice, education, dependency, security, the autonomies, to welcome anyone who comes, even if they come hitting and committing crimes and, in short, we want absolutely everything and in an unlimited way.
And in the midst of this unviable and unsustainable panorama, beyond whether or not the electoral fraud of April 28 is proven, the Spanish have chosen to pay many more taxes, cede their inheritances to the State, increase the public debt and, therefore, the individual debt, resize upwards the apparatus of the State as if there were no tomorrow, be presided over by a plagiarist who does not get off the Falcon, that the plagiarist's partners are the anti-system communists financed by the Chavist narco-dictatorship and the fugitives from justice wanted for rebellion.
And before this vision from the well in which I find myself, and in which all Spaniards find themselves, I ask myself, how many are capable of placing themselves in the sad reality? Because judging by the electoral results of April 28 and the forecasts of May 26, most people have no idea where they are and what awaits them. Ignorance is very daring, on the one hand, but it avoids suffering, on the other. Although said suffering comes at the end of a blow, inevitably.
By Sigfrid Soria
