Closing TV3

Today I will talk about one of the most important issues today’s. At least it is for me, but it seems that the rest of Spain doesn’t care about it. I mean the closing of TV3 here, at the Comunitat Valenciana. It is a direct attack to the Catalan language. But it was predictable from a long time ago. Before closing it, they cut all the football matches and F1 races and obligated us to watch them on Canal 9. I don’t understand how people let them do this. I will have to search on the dictionary the definition of “democracy”, because maybe it doesn’t mean what I thought. Rather it seems a dictatorship, we are going back to Franco’s era.
I consider tv3 as a very competent channel, at least much better than Canal 9. You only have to hear the commentators (it doesn’t matter the sport) to realize how bad it can be. It embarrasses me. I only watch Canal 9 when they relay a match that other channels don’t (or they do but someone has cut it…), but I can’t stand the commentators, they get me on my nerves. It’s amazing how stupid and imcompetent they are. It just take off the volume and watch the match. It has been demonstrated that the audience of tv3 in la Comunitat Valenciana was much better than the audience of Canal 9, but they dind’t care. They either cared about all the manifestations that people all over la Comunitat Valenciana did (I have only seen more people in a manifestation here when we protested against the war). But they keep doing what they want, because with the crisis Spain is passing one of the worst moment of its history, and the population accuses PSOE and Zapatero of it, so all the votes goes to the PP.
The people who has done this it’s the same who talk Spanish to their sons, and try desperately to separate Catalonia from the Comunitat Valenciana. Instead of trying to unify the language, they are killing it. I feel very sad when I see the direction that is taking this. Our language is disappearing and I can do nothing to stop it. I am surrounded by people who think like me. When I am with them I feel better, it’s like we could do it, save the language. But when we go to concentrations and manifestations I realize that we are only a minority. I think that the tenacity that the Catalonia people have had to defense their language is only comparable with the Euskera, and maybe because of that the rest of Spain now hate them and doesn’t care if their languages disappear. They don’t realize that every language is culture, part of the history of our world, and if we lose them we are killing part of our history.
But we only have to see the people who represent us. In Castelló we have Carlos Fabra and Francisco Camps, and in Valencia Rita Barberá. No comments. How can we still have hope with these characters at the power? Even after all the accusations against them, they still have the support of the working class. Some TV programs have come to Castelló to interview Fabra and people from here. Of course, they couldn’t speak with Fabra, but they could interview some people, and the conversations were always similar to this:
-What do you think about Carlos Fabra?
-oh! He is a great person and I will always give him my support, as my family has done.
-Do you know he has been imputed by many charges?
-That is all a lie! He has done lots of things for us!
- Like what?
-Now I can think about anyone, but lots!
After watching this on TV I can’t help hiding my face between my hands. How can I say to anyone that I am from Castelló after the rest of Spain has sawn the program? Everybody is laughing at us and we continue doing the same.
Just after closing TV3, Francisco Camps has already devised another brilliant plan against Catalan. He wants to remove Catalan from the possible languages when you choose a career. I can’t say anything that I haven’t said before. I just feel so impotent. Seeing how the politics laugh just in front of our faces I can’t do anything to stop them. And I say literally “laughing”, you just have to see the video where F. Camps is inaugurating the “Raval” theater and some people went to protest. He told the photographer to take a picture of him laughing and pointing at all the people. Acting like children is the only thing they can do. I just beg people to wake up and do something to end this. It’s all I have to say about this. I didn’t know what to talk about, so I chose this issue because it is important for me, but now I am pissed off. (829)

Exams are near!

As the time goes by, the exams get closer and closer, and all the stress comes to me. I can notice that everybody feels like me, in class and outside too. Every time I meet someone and stop to talk with him, he remembers me the exams and tell me how much he is studying, what makes me feel even more nervous. In class, my colleagues I and get up at the library when we have free time to do homework and study (thing that we haven’t done in the whole curs).

I have so many things to do that I don’t know where to begin. By the moment I’m getting on with the blog and reading the book. I feel that I won’t have enough time to finish all what I have to do, and still I can’t put my ass on the chair, take out my books and spend a day studying hard. I feel too lazy, and that gets me on my nerves, because each day I waste it’s like I’m sentencing myself to July. I still have the intention to approve all the exams in May, but for that I will have to study hard every day from now on. And that’s definitely what I’m going to do!! :)(213)

Magdalena festa plena!

The first thing I write in my blog has to be about Magdalena, one of the best weeks of the year (only comparable with Xodos in August). This year Magdalena began later than usually (from 26th March to 3rd April).
Most people in Castelló rent a place with their friends and stay there all the week. They buy much drink and keep it in their colla. In my opinion that is wasting the Magdalena. We have a week of local fiestas and they spend it enclosed always in the same place. They can’t see the ambience that surrounds all the city, and at night they often go back to their colla because they have their drinking there and they don’t want to spend more money. Also, there are always people who want to ruin the parties, and they enter in other collas demanding drinking, and if the people in the colla don’t obey they hit them. But that’s another issue, and I don’t want to speak ill of Magdalena. Anyway, I have never had a colla, and I don’t regret it. My friends rented a colla once and they haven’t done it again.
When you are in Magdalena you wish that the party finishes because you are tired, but deep inside you know that that isn’t true, because you are having so much fun that you wouldn’t mind if Magdalena lasted a year, even if you were more than exhausted. The most special thing in Magdalena is the people and the ambience you find at the streets: for one week, all the people in Castelló seem to be friends; everywhere you go you can hear the typical “xarangas” from here (they can make you dance even if you are depressed; at night you don’t have to go to discos because there is music almost in every street of the city… It seems like an obligation to go out every night, because you fear that if you don’t go out maybe you will lose something funny. The only bad thing about Magdalena is that at weekdays the party at the streets ends too soon, but you can continue the party if you know where to look for.
My best day in Magdalena was Wednesday. It was really, really funny. Me and my friends organized a “xaranga” and went around the city. I played the drum and three of my friends played the “dolçaina” (typical flute from here). We began playing at the “Muralla” square. All the people there danced with us and then applauded, it was very funny and comforting. Then the bar owner invited us to beer. After that, we went to the “Mesón de la tapa” without stop playing, and some people invited us too. When we arrived to the “meson” we realized that many people were following us, singing and dancing. They invited us to many beers to, and we played for hours, but it was so funny that we didn’t feel tired. After that we went back to “la muralla”. There was the DJ of ettro, and at 2, when they had to close, they gave headsets to everyone. That way you could listen to music and dance without upsetting the neighbors. It was very strange, because you were dancing normally, with your music, and if you put off your headsets you saw all the people dancing in silence, maybe you could only hear a person who was singing a song you couldn’t hear. And then you put your headsets again and the party continued.
Another good thing of this Magdalena was, like always, the second weekend, it is always when there are more people and they organize the best concerts. On Saturday I went to a “Rototom” festival. After that, some of my friends that have made a group performed at the same place. They are really good, and you have even more fun if you know the members of the group (you can make jokes and make them laugh while they are playing). And then played two more groups. It’s a little difficult to find places where you can dance reggae and ska. Actually it seems that when you go out you can only hear dance or house music or something similar.
Friday was also very good. At night they organized two concerts that I liked very much. I didn’t know to which go, but fortunately they were at the same street, so I could go from one to the other. The concerts were: on the one hand acted “Tom Bombadil”; and on the other hand I saw “Tirant lo Roc”, “Pepet I Marieta” and “Orxata Sound System”. I especially enjoyed the last one. Their music is a bit strange, but they make a lot of party.
I could tell lots of things about this Magdalena, because probably in this week happen to me more thing that in the whole year. But I don’t want anyone to get bored, so let`s go to the next issue. (831)

Welcome back

Hi again! Today I’m beginning the second part of my blog. Definitely I’m starting to hate it. I have exhausted all my ideas, and I’m not very good at writing in English. But well, I will try to do my best.

Like the last semester, I should have begun so much earlier, but I never think about the blog, and when I think about it I didn’t fancy like writing. Nevertheless, I still have time to complete my blog without so much stress.

So here is the second part of my blog, I hope you don’t get too much bored… (100)

Blog 2

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