Perhaps we should not know

1. Nobody should read what Zapatero and his secretary said to each other on WhatsApp. Nobody should know how Koldo paid for Ábalos's sexual services. Nobody should have looked at the message in which Rajoy told Bárcenas “aguanta, Luis”. Nobody should have heard Minister Fernández Díaz assuring the director of Antifrau the “esto te lo afina la Fiscalía”. Nobody should have heard what Victoria Álvarez and Alícia Sánchez-Camacho were plotting at La Camarga. Nobody was supposed to do anything, in operation Volhov, whether Puigdemont believed or not that 10,000 Russian soldiers would come to help us in the grave hours. Nobody could suspect that Cospedal would order an investigation into whatever about Junqueras's brother. Nobody should have seen the trap video of Exuperancia Rapú with Pedro Jota. Nobody should have heard how Florentino Pérez belittled Mourinho in a conversation from years ago. Nobody had the right to read what Rubiales and Piqué said to each other in the Arab concession of the Super Cup. Nobody has anything to say about the venereal diseases that Bill Gates hid from his wife. Nobody had to know the criteria for granting positions according to Lluís Salvadó. Nobody should have seen Estefania de Monaco making love by the pool. Nobody needed to know that Zapatero – Zapatero again – confessed to Oriol Mitjà that Minister Illa was failing in managing the pandemic. Nobody should listen to Jonathan Andic's call to 112 to warn that his father had fallen off a cliff. Nobody should know what the Andic family and the alleged therapist said to each other, especially now that we have learned that she was not even registered as a psychologist but, on the other hand, she was dedicated to emotionally tidying up the lives of various rich people in the country, in exchange for an arm and a leg.

2. We shouldn't know all this. But we do. We look at it, we listen to it, we put our hands on our heads and then we make a fuss about it with friends. Private conversations and images elevated to public gossip, wholesale. Privacy has shattered into a thousand pieces. The genesis of it all, after all, is diverse, and we don't much care about the source that began to bubble up when no one expected it. It doesn't matter if it's conversations that one of the parties decides to make public, for whatever interest, or if they are messages leaked by third parties, also with a specific intention. In this case, whether for a judicial investigation, a confiscated device, or illicit access, the revelation of conversations can lead to criminal liability. But we, as a people who pay taxes and lend an ear, don't lose sleep over it. Whoever leaks, be it a judge, a police officer, a Villarejo, a paid journalist, a paid lawyer, or a paid detective, we like to discover what's brewing. Nosy by nature, we don't give up on knowing. If we slow down on the highway to see what caused the traffic jam, how can we not listen to a private conversation that gives us clues about the rottenness of the theater of reality? Secrets are sexy and truth is addictive.

3. Conversations that should never have been revealed have been key to uncovering the PSOE's corruptions, those of the PP, the Operation Catalonia plot, and also some miseries of the Procés. There are mobile messages and voice recordings that allow us to know what powerful people think, so accustomed to preaching water and selling wine. But, nevertheless, would we tolerate an audit of our whatsapps? How many friends would we lose if they were published? How many red lines would we cross, joking, seriously, or with a sentence taken out of context? Should we be politically correct, in private? Should we compulsively delete our chats from now on? Or is it better to go to Ecuador and say our phone was stolen?