This week's Camino a Ítaca reminds me that after so many years, Spain can still be a mystery to me. September is in full swing and education is on many people's radars and it is definitely on mine. Combine that with the ongoing pandemia and then throw in a few negationists and you have a potent cocktail. Click over to read the original published in el HOY in Spanish or the English version below. (PDF en castellano abajo)
After living here for so many
years, Spain can still surprise me. Time and time again I find myself
scratching my head and thinking, ‘Amazing that was completely unexpected.’
Whether this frequent state of bewilderment is a good thing or not, I’m not so
sure. It’s wonderful when I come across a new dish in an undiscovered (for me)
region, or when I stumble upon wonderfully creepy Romanic capitals on the other
side of the Tagus. The sheer depth of uncharted territory for me here offers me
several lifetimes’ worth of exploring. The darker side of this disorientation though
comes when I’m struck with an occurrence that takes me completely by surprise.
This happened the other
week when I heard about the poor little girls that were being used as
politicized weapons by their malevolent parents in their infantile battle
against reason. The images from abroad of misinformed lunatics injecting
themselves with bleach and gargling with iodine in their deluded fight against a
disease many claim doesn’t even exist had until then seemed completely foreign.
Spain’s response to the
pandemic has been exemplary. The Spanish understand that vaccines work. They
are the best line of defense against the disease and the fastest route
available to us to be able to return to some sense of normalcy. Draconian
lockdowns and the quasilegal imprisonment of our children aside, the measures adopted
have been effective. Mask wearing has been taken to an extreme with people
having to wear them while walking out in the countryside, but absolutely no one
disagrees with the fact that they are the simplest, most effective measure that
we can take against contagion indoors. No one at least who has the least
minimum notion regarding how viruses are transmitted. My eight-year-old gets
it.
But my surprise wasn’t
that a few negationist nutcases were trying to impose their selfish whims on
the wider community. In fact, until then my surprise was that the extreme right
had yet to import and adopt, as they have done with so many other foreign
positions, this anti science lunacy. My shock came about when I saw the Junta’s
initial reaction and poisonous bile spilt by a large section of the general
public towards the teachers, claiming they were lazy and simply did not want to
work.
At a time when you can’t
even conceive of stepping foot into a public administration building without a
previous appointment, the Junta’s initial order to not only allow this family
to flaunt the rules, rules that the teachers had been rigorously teaching and
implementing for the past two years, and insist that the teachers place
themselves and the entire school at risk, simply due to an unfounded caprice,
was madness. Just imagine if you try to walk into a court building without a
mask. How far would you get in before you are stopped by security guards or the
police? But hey, these are just teachers.
Where does this deep
contempt for teachers, and what they do, come from? Is it some sort of
unconscious hostility that arises from suffering endured at the hands of
callous and cruel nuns when they were in school? Or is this disdain based on
the fact that many simply consider teachers overpaid babysitters? Whatever it
is, it will never cease to perplex me.