The secret agent

It has now been a year since the death of Victoria Molins, Viqui to her friends, a Teresian nun, a woman of resolute and cheerful character, instrumental in the creation of the field hospital at the parish of Santa Anna in Barcelona. The 12 o'clock Mass held yesterday in her memory was one of those simple yet profound acts that leave one feeling renewed. Gathering with people of goodwill and sharing worries and hopes is balm for the soul and restores strength, preventing us from throwing our hats in the fire, given the state of the world, with so many suffering and so many ill wills causing suffering.

Meanwhile, news arrives from Brazil The secret agentThe film, nominated for an Oscar for Best Picture, speaks of a violence we know all too well in Catalonia: the coercion, persecution, threats, civil death, and ultimately, actual death, perpetrated by military dictatorships and the resistance of the oligarchy to democracy and the improvement of the social conditions of those crushed by the system.

We emerged from that tunnel, but we are entering another. Now, this violence is no longer perpetrated by paramilitary groups; it is being exercised on a global scale against all of us. For some, it is affecting us very closely, while for us, it remains somewhat more distant, for the time being. It is violence against humanity, explained, of course, as a "redefinition of the rules of the game" or a "change in world order," in which the democratic alternation of governments, respect for the rule of law, and human rights are a dispensable obstacle, and now it turns out that we must rearm ourselves with the money we should be allocating to culture.

History teaches us that violence has the power to crush everything, but we know from life that it cannot kill everything, because the majority still distinguish good from evil. And they do good.