Modernity didn't arrive by high-speed train.

It has been a very tough week for our self-esteem, which is usually precarious and moody. The tragic death of Gelida ended up becoming a huge "Please come back tomorrow.For four hundred thousand people. The sudden closure of the usually gridlocked AP-7 seems like a cruel twist of fate, but it's a reminder that we live in a very densely populated area and there are two million more of us than there were 25 years ago.

of a cabin lying on the ground like a sacrificed bull in the ring waiting to be taken away, like a scene painted by Goya, filmed by the No-Do newsreel, and written by Azcona.

Modernity didn't arrive by high-speed train. Advanced, but the idiosyncrasy is resilient. For its ideologues, the high-speed train was an end in itself, not a means.

This week has reopened wounds that are still healing. The dignity of CataloniaWe come from the grandiloquent language of aspirations for independence, now replaced by the dry, hard-edged words of the same old pacts, with their fine print. The high-speed train is going very fast, but we haven't moved much.