Barcelona, city of leisure and unfinished cathedrals.
It happened in the metro at noon.
Here is the free translation:
– YOU OLD ASS! (sic)
– YOU HAVE FINISHED!
– WHY, AS A LITTLE OF SHAME! I WANTED TO SEE A POLICE OFFICER HERE NOW CORRECT YOU!
– CLOSE YOUR FACE OF MY BOOT FOR YOU TO SEE WHAT I THINK! (in this part, I admit, I vibrated)
– I hope you die soon! YOU OLD MAN!
– FALÔ, YOUNG !!!
This friendly dialogue, which has its grace only written here, took place between an elderly couple sitting in front of another elderly man who, a little drunk (I know because he was sitting next to him), carried the blue surgical mask in its famous Numberless Mode 1: with the nose sticking out.
– Sir, sorry, but the use of the mask is compulsory for all of us. Please, I did intervene * at one point, trying to calm the mood.
* rare word of cojones ⤜ (ʘ_ʘ) ⤏
Impatient, the outside rider took a nap at my request. Just so that, in the midst of the “brawl,” I could take my mask off completely, facing my opponents defiantly, who, admittedly, were also starting to anger me with the city’s relentless intimidation.
Shocked, people. And I was shocked by my shock to see a human being take off his anti-Covid protection in the metro.
All the other spectators in this midday car: silent behind their masks. Well, pipokas.
Spain is currently experiencing the third wave of the pandemic, with 38,000 new cases in the past 24 hours.
The cumulative national average is 886 cases per 100,000 inhabitants, with some regions, such as Valencia, exceeding 1,400 cases per 100,000 inhabitants. We are currently the fifth EU country most affected by the virus, behind Portugal (1,484 per 100,000 inhabitants), the Czech Republic (1,010), Ireland (926) and Sweden (564).
Last Monday (25), the European Commission recommended that all areas with more than 500,000 cases per 100,000 inhabitants be isolated. More than 85% of the Spanish territory meets this criterion – and almost all of it has already taken months in a confined area, that is to say nothing to enter or leave if it is not strictly essential.
At the moment, there are no reported cases of the new Brazilian variant on Spanish territory, against one of the South African strain and 350 of the British strain. The latter’s massive arrival is expected from mid-February or early March – which means that restrictive measures could predictably be extended by at least two months (hawk, young man !!).
The vaccination rate, which started well, slowed considerably last week, with the reduction in the Community supply of AstraZeneca / Oxford lots.
The consortium alleges a problem in European factories; on the other hand, the European Commission insists on the idea of preventing the export of vaccines produced by the group in Europe outside the continent until the internal supply is normalized.
To complete the icing on the buñuelos de Viento, a week ago we have a new Minister of Health: the Canarian Carolina Darias, who left the portfolio of Territorial Policy and Public Service to take over from the ‘to come up.
Salvador Illa, the outgoing former president, leaves office in the middle of a “third round” to run for local elections in Catalonia in February, with a platform centered on the idea of reconstruction and the blessing of Prime Minister Pedro Sánchez (yes, and the opposition, who didn’t do it if they peck, they’ve already joined and created a song: “all against Illa”).
The other day, cleaning the fruit basket, I came face to face with a pumpkin in the middle of a glorious rotting process (shame on me, that was an exception in my little fruit lover – I don’t know if dogs already knew it, but pumpkin, wonder and dance, yeah fruit).
Amazed, I took a lot of photos, some of which are now reproduced. I’m fascinated by fungi and organic putrefactions (of course, Susana, or do you also like plastic putrefactions? Hmmmmm). This volatile blemish stems from childhood, when I grew the first pets in a glass jar with papaya in the bathroom.
Stethoset Ice Star Kubrickovska Jiraiana Teta Plus 81A58-2021 (Susana Bragatto / Folhapress)
This is our spotted owl, who usually befriends persecuted people (Susana Bragatto / Folhapress)
All this beauty (“it looks like a satellite photo,” someone commented), so ephemeral, deeply alive. Young people, young people, unite, before you see the pumpkin …