There is a Spain represented by ladies permanently angry with their husbands. All you need is a little observation, moving away from the screen a little, putting the headphones in your pockets. They are those who have been washing underwear for decades, washing dishes, and now, retired and knowing that they will outlive their bedmates, they bring out the claws that perhaps they couldn’t between son and stew. They are the ones who now wear pants, sports shoes, do yoga and Pilates to combat osteoarthritis and osteoporosis. They are the ones who walk accompanied by men whom they consider completely useless, and for that reason they are scolded in supermarkets, in the furniture store and when they cross wrongly at traffic lights. They are not bad-tempered, they are simply taking revenge.
Antonio Tejero. Because declassification, there is some revelation that sounds like glory. The realization that Carmen, Doña Carmen, was another of those women who remained silent, raised and agreed, who did not want to disagree so as not to disturb but who, once put into battle, supporting fascism and their spouse in their idea of leading a coup d’état, it took them very little time to discover that the tricorn hat was too big for the “disgraciao”. That if it had been up to her, that if they had left her, what happened would not have happened, that . There is something delicious in those conversations, in that effort to want to talk to her husband not only to know that he was alive, but to tell him what he had to do, to warn him about the rats that abandoned their ship. “Look, I had warned you, tolai,” he seems to want to say as a summary of all this, in addition to a few laments, complaints and cheers to the country as long as it suited him.
Spain would now deserve another declassification, also during the months, perhaps years, before the coup. The one about the snacks of these ladies, pititas and Francoists all of them, talking about their things, putting their husbands to shame and bragging about their children and grandchildren, which continues to be the core of many breakfasts and snacks today. Some are those that, election after election, stop the candidates. Others prayed and pray now for the return of order and command. You have to listen to them and decipher them more. For Spain.
