Corruption
2 :The princess said to have blatantly benefitted from the sham
company set up by her husband to channel taxpayer funds into their
account(s), is now reported to have used her company credit card to
buy rather expensive furniture and fittings. As things seem to change
regularly, I'm not sure what legal status the princess currently has but it
seems she hasn't yet been arestada, acusada or imputada.
Possibly because the Public Prosecutor keeps telling the
investigating judge to lay off her.
En passant .
. . I've just noticed that said minister - who has the Education
portfolio - glories in a surname, Wert, which comprises 4 consecutive letters on my keyboard. Any
others? In any language? (Except proto-Sanskrit, Trevor).
The Spanish
public, it seems, is so fed up of the staggering levels of corruption
at local, provincial, regional and national levels that it's switched
off to both politics and politicians. Approbation levels for the
latter are at an all-time low and only a minority of the populace say they'd bother
to vote if there were an election today. If this passive disapprobation and inertia is all the crooks
have to fear, there can't be much chance of them going straight and
cleaning up the House. The only thing likely to reduce the quantum of
funds swindled will be the continued collapse of opportunities brought
about by La Crisis. After all, governments will always raise
and spend money and, where there are sticky hands, some of it will
always be lost to 'seepage'. Especially in a culture where it's seen
to be normal. At a non-staggering level anyway.
A while back I mentioned an archeological site down near one of our bridges, on the
Portuguese Way(camino) to Santiago. And I said that, not only had
excavation been stopped for lack-of-cash but it was
being filled in with sand and then seeded with grass. Well, now
comes the coup de grace - they've installed a kiddies'
playground on top of the grass. Though I guess this is welcome if you
live in the nearby flats and need to distract your little rugrats. Or, more likely, your grandkids. Foto tomorrow.
Talking of
fotos . . . Here's one of the shop which replaced a well-frequented
café and which is widely seen as providing a laundry, rather
than a retail, service. I intend to check from time to time whether
anything is moving from the rails. Or at least from those visible through
an open door. If I stop writing, you'll know I've upset someone.
Yesterday I
came across the diminutive female name Charo and was told it
was from Rosario. Like me, you'll be wondering at the logic of
this. And here's the (one?) answer:- No
se trata de un diminutivo (sería más bien Rosarito) sino de un
hipocorístico. Esto es la versión infantil y familiar de "Rosario".
Los niños que rompen a hablar manejan unas pocas sílabas y se
atienen a las palabras de una o dos sílabas. De ahí Charo
(Rosario).
Yes, well.
Finally . .
. I wrote years ago that there was a serious downside to being told
by someone Spanish that you are now like a member of the family - it
means you can be tapped for dosh. Well, it's happened again - different family - and I hope this time it doesn't take 2 years to
retrieve the principal.
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