Tomorrow: the end or the beginning?

 New Lockdown Day 4, Monday

 

 

The interminable American election campaign is drawing to a not-end.  After all, who actually believes that the decision will be made on the night itself?   I still remember the infamous “hanging chads” fiasco in Florida in 2000 where the result of the election eventually depended on the decision of the Supreme Court.  To an outsider, the eventual judgement seemed (!) politically biased and was, surely, essentially undemocratic - but the Democratic candidate accepted the court’s decision and gave the presidency to a Republican.  It is just about possible to imagine that ‘acceptance’ of a contrary judgement by Bush if the tables had been reversed; it is totally impossible to imagine it happening with the Orange Outrage that presently occupies the White House.

     The most compelling forecast for the 3^rd of November as the in-person votes are being counted is for the O.O. to claim victory before the postal votes have been counted and then try and litigate his way back to power and he motivates the wilder factions in his base to take direct action.

     The fact that staid journalistic media are talking seriously about the fragility of democracy in the United States and the possibility of somehing approaching Civil War, should be astonishing, but is anything but.

     I sincerely hope that we will look back on this particular period of a Trump Presidency as a fascinating aberration in the functioning of the body politic, and the fears of democrats as wildly overstated, but today, the day before the election, I see no real cause for complacency.  Although Trump is almost certain to lose the popular vote (again), given the vagaries of the Electoral College there is always a way to power for him based on a small number of swing states and small numbers of voters.  The shockingly blatant attempts by various Republicans to supress voting may be enough to tip the balance towards the incumbent, and because the balance in the Supreme Court has already been tipped, he is in a good position to use Conservative Trump-appointed judges to retain his hold on power.

     In reality, I find it incredible that anyone could possibly vote for a person so lacking in basic humanity.  If you are only concerned about power, then that would explain the vile enablers in the Senate, but they will be forever tainted by their ‘association’ with Trump, unless, of course, you are a member of the ‘base’.  But even with that sludge of humanity, it is white and ageing and will eventually dissipate.  Unless the Republican Party re-invents itself then it will be subject to the oblivion of entropy.

     Enough speculation: sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof, and that can wait another day or so, or so, or so!

    

Um, if I have entered myself into a self-denying ordinance not to mention the USA Presidential Election, what else is there to talk about?  He said during a time of Covid-19; financial breakdown; immanent Brexit; social unrest; closed culture; lockdown, and sunshine.

 

Perhaps one thing that I can mention (again) is a recent book purchase called, “What Great Paintings Say” – fairly fatuous title, but an excellent book, and at present cheap on Amazon, I paid 15 euros for a hardback version!  This YouTube clip gives you some idea of the format and the contents:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AyAgOuQhUNM

Well worth buying.

Unity?

Spain is a divided country: that is a fact.  The only point of discussion is how you think it is divided, and by whom.

This division was brought home to me by the reaction of a lady I spoke to this morning when going for an early morning swim before my first Catalan lesson of the week.  She remarked my yellow ribbon badge and we had a whispered conversation about those of the country who are opposed to the attitude that the ribbon represents, and who, to use her words, have the brains of mosquitoes.

The yellow ribbon badge is a signal to observers that I support the political prisoners that we have in Spain.  The leaders of two organisations that were involved in the referendum about Catalan independence have now been in prison awaiting trial since October 2017. 

 

The charges that the Spanish government has brought against some Catalans, via their politically appointed judges, have signally failed to convince any other European government to extradite Catalans who have been charged with “rebellion, sedition and misuse of public funds”. 

The continuing humiliation of the Spanish government in the eyes of other Europeans and the hugely negative impression that has been left in the collective mind since the police violence that attempted to suppress the referendum combine to force those supporters of the Spanish state into ever more ludicrous justifications to bolster up their positions.

For me, there has clearly been mismanagement (at the very least) and judicial corruption (at the very worst) and there seems little chance of a satisfactory solution to a problem that polarises and divides. 

 

The last (disastrous) PP government of Spain took a pugnacious and absolutist attitude towards Catalonia and refused negotiation and manufactured ugly confrontation.  The new “socialist” government of PSOE is little different, while it has said that it will talk to the Catalan government, it has made it clear that the unity of Spain is of absolute, paramount importance. 

 

They have also authorised the expenditure of something like half a million euros of public money to finance the legal defence of Llarena (the appalling Supreme Court judge heavily involved in the (il)legal opposition to independence) even though the case being brought against him by our President in Belgium is a Civil issue.  And the Spanish government has delighted in accusing the Catalans of the misuse of public funds!

We are coming up to the anniversary of the referendum and, as you would expect, demonstrations have been planned.  Each demonstration hardens attitudes on both sides and makes a negotiated settlement even more difficult.

I have even had the, “Why are you learning Catalan?” question thrown at me, as I start the new academic year in my Beginners Catalan class.  With the supplied accusation that, “Catalonia is part of Spain, and Spanish is the language of Spain, not Catalan!” 

To which you might reply that Catalan is the language of Catalonia and is an officially recognised national language in Spain itself – though try speaking it in the Senate or Congress and you will get short shrift!

I think that one of the problems about the language in Castelldefels is that the linguistic make-up of this particular part of Catalonia is one where Spanish is the dominant language.  There are many people in the city who are not native Catalans so it is natural to hear Spanish as the language of general use.  Get away from the coastal strip of Catalonia and you hear Catalan much more.  All Catalan speakers also speak Spanish and it is fairly common to hear conversations where one person will speak Catalan while the response will be in Spanish: there being a clear difference between understanding and speaking.

It is inevitable that there is a political dimension to the language.  Statistics vary, but 70%-80% of the Catalan population speak Catalan and more than 90% understand it – figures that Welsh can only fantasise about! 

These are not proportions that can be dismissed and they have to be taken seriously.  Quite how you define “seriously” is, I suppose, part of the problem.

I have not been in Catalonia for very long.  Years, yes, but not very long in the history of Catalonia and the generations of resentment about the way that they have been treated  by the powers in Madrid!  But in the (relatively) short time that I have been here I have seen a marked difference in the attitudes of people to the concept of independence. 

 

For reasons that I do not entirely remember: firstly, I went to a football game of Catalonia versus China in Camp Nou, and secondly, I went alone!  I remember looking around at the Catalan supporters and seeing Catalan flags waved vigorously.  These were the ‘ordinary’ Catalan flags of a plain ground and four bars. 

There were very few Catalan independence flags, that is, the ordinary Catalan flag with the addition of a star within a triangle of blue.  When the Catalan national anthem was played, one person near me raised his right arm in a clenched-fist power-salute until his clearly embarrassed companion told him to put his hand down!

Now, in any mass gathering of Catalans, the independentist flag is in the majority

and you hear talk of the founding of a republic and cutting links with Spain as an ordinary topic of conversation.  How times have changed!  And those inept politicians who find is so hard to ‘do’ politics are to blame for the present on-going disaster.

So, my determination to learn ‘some’ Catalan is not only a recognition of one of the cultural values of the area in which I live, but is also a political statement that sides with the Catalan desire to be seen to be different from the suspect government from Madrid.

In some ways I realise that I am emphasising the political dimension of my attempts to learn Catalan to counteract my horror at having been introduced to the first verb we have to learn in Catalan, by making the learning of it some sort of political/cultural activism!

My only fear is that this blog will be read by my friend Dianne whose first language is Welsh and has, in the past, threatened all sorts of trials and tribulations if I dare learn Catalan before I learn the language of the country I profess to come from.  With an even deeper irony, it turns out that there is another Welshman in my Catalan class.  And he does speak Welsh!

We shall see how far I progress.  And we shall also see if the idea that learning more than one language at a time is somehow easier, with the brain responding to informational overload with compartmentalized ease.

We shall see!