When a sick family member, all come to care for and pamper grudges aside. Surely the love cure more and better than any medicine to use. The family is also provided where, as in the times we're playing live, a member of it is forced to crisis situations that make it impossible to proceed with the well-being and the carelessness that had lived in recent years.
Soria, our province has long been suffering from this crisis, like much of the rural world. Human stupidity, which is great and growing, coupled with the lack of land and forests, humanity has been emptied of the rural world, real and fundamental, and populating the cities to make them uninhabitable and fiction, where everything happens without rhyme or reason. The trend, at some point have to change. But while this happens, excited to check the efforts of some people who remain in Soria and their lands, to hold and care while fashion trends and turn away.
Forgotten by national politicians, those who count votes, not people, something the other hand legitimate and understandable from the point of view to go to where there is more demand, to the detriment of small communities, although these definitely end up dying, local politicians, those who do not see it as such, but as managers close, strive placing strips without stopping in the wounds of guns, and even face, as recently did the mayor of Soria, his own party, leaving the province mired in some works, it must be said, might not have been necessary to start ever.
Despite some dissenting voices, I like to see the efforts that everyone, from the place, made to guard the province. Environmentalists try something that is not considered lost and everyone does a roaring, shouting and hardly anyone and anything goes. Associations protest out into the street, walking backward to attract attention. The close political managers, with their strips. The world of culture with their illusions. The scientist fighting for the Mediterranean diet and to get the seat in Soria. Cooks with mushrooms. To us, walking the land to make note of this dance, this stew, the other stone that was and is no longer. And nobody thinks that you receive nothing in return, all or nearly all, and love working for free, if you ever profits, which have been on the ball and not learn.
The frequent travel, and what excites me most are the people who have remained, despite everything, and die here without asking for a moment that the city will provide more happiness. These small groups of people who remain in the cold mountains and each year strive to teach her dance that goes recovered, as happened yesterday, Saturday in Santa Cruz de Yanguas, while the mayor toasted crumbs and roasted sausages to entertain visitors. Or as Pastor Felix de Prado, whom I found on the side of the road Verguizas, surrounded by his careas, watching his hundred sheep - "I had a thousand and sold, I've been with these for fun" - covered with plaid blanket. Or like I'm going to find inside a while Aldealices, teaching to take advantage of holly, one of its resources.
Most of us are aware, holding Soria and land. It may or may not agree on how to do it, but the important thing is to do it. I know some are against these patches, but I think that there is no other solution. The clean slate does not work when human beings who form a community issue. No one comes to mind, when the family is sick, kill him and make a new one.
For these reasons, firmly convinced that, as Camus said, it helps more to be "a community-giving a good image of himself that are constantly faced with its flaws, I desire to continue holding Soria much as we are.
