few days ago someone told me that, in almost a year and a half, there was no been able to find a place in my own country. It may be true. Although it is not true that this Spain I've come to know is not the same as I saw for the first time from six long years ago.
This is a new Spain that moves are white label - label brands experts say-and survives in the amniotic fluid of homogeneous abundance and impersonal. White label that society goes far beyond the supermarket. A white label covers it all.
Now that we're not English, nor do we believe, the richest in Europe, we want to continue living at the same pace. Here comes the white mark to fill our refrigerator, our pantry, our bathroom and our closets with lots of products that we did not want to quit.
Thus, imports continued to eat cheese, drinking wine with a designation of origin, using dozens of products for hygiene and personal care and wearing the latest must- imposed by megatrends fashion. Perhaps these farmers , Consumers , allied , Deliplus and similar are a bit more bland, somewhat less tasty and smell a little worse, surely the lefties and tex not hold your full season; but we had to stop consuming anything. We're still rich. Rich go to the last, the latest batch of garbage that comes into Chinese the corner, I mean.
A kind of rich in a poor country every day. Rich impoverished, however, continue to consume that is what interests beyond into deep reflection or metaphysical disquisitions. Rich informed at the point of trash TV, fleeing reality except the reality show , not having to bear unbearable smell of decay that is breathed. Whose highest aspiration rich cultural and intellectual settles into stages or under the deafening noise of a car vehicle. Brand white and cultural information, the end of the day. Rich
white label living real lives of farmers, but which are bought in Mercadona . Rich in informality, because that is what is customary in a country where state and say Diego is practically the same thing. Rich in solidarity, that you have to buy a shirt "For Africa" \u200b\u200band that looks much more than aid a friend in need. Appear to be richer than what they hide in the house, burying for ever the maxim of private pleasures are public virtues that founded this modest space for reflection.
be absolutely wrong not rule as stated above. Because turns out that another friend told me yesterday that has changed was me. I do not deny. But I refuse to believe that the Spain of today's private label is the same as I grew up. In any case, by the time she fled as deviating from a dream that came to turn into a nightmare.
