Lanzarote has been an orphan for 28 years, 28 years without the man who loved her the most, and it is not that she is dependent, she is more than self-sufficient, but that man brought out the best in her.
Lanzarote has been without that vision of betting on quality tourism, not an "all-inclusive", for 28 years, betting on a tourism that comes, consumes in the hotel that does not bill in the Canary Islands, destroys the beaches, looks at the landscape superficially and leaves with it.
They say that César Manrique entered the Town Halls of the Island and the Cabildo of Lanzarote shouting. Shouts of rage because it hurt him that decisions were made that could damage his, ours; the land. César did not understand that "easy money" and tourism went hand in hand. It hurt César that the politicians of the moment were not up to the task of defending what belongs to everyone. Why... who would think of selling the land for bread for today? Lack of common sense.
But...what is politics without common sense?
The same as Lanzarote without César. We have to have leaders with common sense and ETHICS.
If not, we will be lost, as we already are.
Lanzarote is not the same without César, but it will always be what remains of him, in every place and in every corner.
We miss you, César. And I am sure that today many feel a "Cactus Garden" stuck in their chest, or feel like a Crab, Blind and without hope, lost in a Green Cave, without light. Although we hope that in the end we will always reach a River that will take us to a Viewpoint of hope, because it is known that if you Play with the Wind, there is always LIFE.