Bulls and other animals

At 17 I attended my first and only boxing ring in chair. When former European champion flyweight, Martin Young, received the first slap, his face bent and blood came gushing from her mouth splashed a pleased spectator two rows before me.

Years later, in Haiti, I saw my first and only cockfight. The looting that followed became the contestants made me vomit.

Understand, then, my little taste for violence, whether men or animals. Nor is the struggle between the two, even if the tragic beauty of art of bullfighting. Fewer still understand the festive use of suffering and death, in many festivals, defenseless animal: geese, goats, chickens, heifers, ... where art and risk are replaced by the brutality and helplessness.

If you ask me, I also incomprehensible to the bulls loose trucks, trawlers and even closures embolats as San Fermin, where the constant stalking of the tragedy is that magnifies their collective interest.

Therefore, the prohibition of bullfighting in Catalonia would have greater importance than other administrative provisions of that nature. But, alas, between them have become the event in an element of disaffection among that region in the geographical concept of the word, not screwed up, and the rest of Spain.

If we reflect each other on this sensitive issue and try to minimize their consequences, we show that we are animals and no more than around the corner, everyone will end up regretting.