Like every Sunday morning, I dedicate the first two or three hours of the morning to catching up on articles and interviews that I missed throughout the week and couldn't read, watch, or listen to. This week, the international news was devastating: Trump and Putin's strange pacts, the situation in Ukraine, the ongoing war, and a peace that seems distorted from the beginning. A disturbing panorama, as everything Trump touches, more emboldened than ever, making unilateral and unscrupulous decisions or with the worst alliances. The genocide in Gaza was not enough; now he also imposes the deportation of the Palestinian population, all without batting an eye, in collusion with the most dubious leaders on the planet, from Putin to Netanyahu, passing through the Mileis and their chainsaws.
The state panorama is not free from dark turbulence, "whoever can, should do," drum roll, and thus the In-Justice that some apply from their platforms, entertaining the majorities with a sad bread and circus, which neither feeds nor houses those who have no home, is undermining the morale and the capacity to respond of those who want
-we want- a more just, more democratic, more feminist, and more egalitarian society.
8M is approaching, and how sad everything surrounding the Monedero case is, the part of truth, and all the other parts, those of interested hoaxes and lies, of crude attempts at manipulation. Anything goes if it serves again to hit Podemos. One must have a lot of strength and infinite patience not to give up and send a large part of this petty society packing, the most sordid one, the one that invents and tangles everything it touches, and the one that follows it for convenience, for laziness, for pure intellectual laziness and apathy, because it does not feel challenged, because it thinks that what happens is not with her, with them, that it does not affect them, and once again, the shocking text by Niemöller comes to my memory:
"First they came for the socialists, and I remained silent because I was not a socialist.
Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak because I was not a trade unionist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I said nothing because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for me, and by that time there was no one left to speak for me."
But no, don't worry, we are not going to throw in the towel no matter how much some want it, we are not going to leave the field free to the usual ones, so that with their power, their ability to manipulate and buy wills, they can roam freely without any resistance.
They want us silent, discouraged, locked up again in the houses, thinking that it is not worth it, that all parties, all politicians, are the same, looking from a distance, from a comfortable sofa -those who have it- remote control in hand, to change quickly if the news is too uncomfortable or annoying, hooked on countless fiction series that allow us to evade and tiptoe when reality is overwhelming.
They want us silent, submissive, and conformist, what they do not know is that feminists are tenacious and insistent, like Saramago's Blimunda, who does not give up.
This 8M we will go out to the streets again with our heads held high and clear ideas, against fascist hatred, feminist pride.
P.S. We have just learned the results of the elections in Germany, I am left with two small joys:
1. That the German right, CDU, is very clear that it is not going to agree to anything with the ultra-right, let's see if they learn around here;
2. And that many young people, far from going to the ultra-right as in other European countries, have voted for the most left-wing party "Die Linke," making the left win in Berlin for the first time.
