Cumbre Vieja cries over La Palma

Leisure clubs and bars are wide open. We have returned to pre-pandemic conditions, but nothing is the same anymore. Safety distances are hardly respected and, regarding the use of masks, I say this from experience: If I continue with the muzzle on for longer, they will have to do my mouth-to-mouth lying on the asphalt.

The bottle invades the university campuses and the night spreads wide like an immense gum. In Madrid, twenty-five thousand students, dark under the stars, took advantage of the excuse of the beginning of the course to join in alcohol and happiness.

Life is made up of small uncertainties, and one of the most distressing is precisely the search for happiness.

These years ago the pandemic has punished us harshly, but now that we have begun to recover we cannot find a way to be happy. Some because we are older, others because they are small, there is always some cause for concern. You turn on the news and, as soon as the announcer begins to speak, an electric shock runs through our bodies from end to end. Relax (I tell myself), this is not a heart attack.

Indeed it is not. It is the La Palma volcano that, look where, also leaves us heartbroken.

As I write this column, hundreds of houses have already been razed and the lava tongue is about to enter the sea, where it appears that the warming is insufficient.

Fifty years ago, the La Palma volcano manifested itself and journalists lacked vocabulary to describe its roars. Now, instead, the language is provided by politicians, who have become steep and volcanic to be in tune with the present.

A couple of days ago, the minister Reyes Maroto he excelled with his statements to the press. Reyes trusts that the wonderful spectacle of the volcano constitutes a claim for tourists. She, however, has not been the only one to get great.

There are those who harbor the hope that it will rain soon so that the embers of the volcano will go out. There are also those who feel that the convulsions of Cumbre Vieja correspond to the first symptoms of the end of the world. Lizard, lizard.

Reference-www.elespanol.com

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