Freedom for Francisco Camps! Death to Garzón!
Francisco Camps, former PP president of the Valencian autonomous community was today acquitted of corruption after a witch-hunt in Valencia's courts that has lasted nearly three years. The put-upon ex local party leader was ruled not guilty in a near-unanimous verdict of 5-4 by a jury this evening, after 15 hours deliberation. Today's events bring to an end what has been a living nightmare for Camps, whose innocence we never doubted. Last year, he nearly pleaded guilty to the corruption charges just to end this farce of a kangaroo court; but on second thoughts (and after his two friends pleaded guilty that morning), he changed his mind and valiantly fought on. For justice, for liberty, for free gifts that definitely didn't affect his decision making skills.
The devil behind this horror story of a near travesty of justice is none other than Baltasar Garzón, the crusading Marxist-Leninist investigative judge, famed for his collection of anti-PP tattoos. Camps will no doubt find some solace in the fact that Garzón remains on trial himself, for having the temerity to investigate the deaths of a paltry 114,000 people during Spain's "long transition" (1939-1978). It's a shame that Mañuel Fraga didn't live to see the verdict delivered.
"Quin país de merda, tú!" - a traditional saying from Cerdanyola which roughly translates as "Freedom for Francisco Camps! Death to Garzón!".
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Catalan fascists PxC: Immigrant kids want all the sweets
It wouldn't be a 'traditional' time of year without the Catalan fascist Plataforma Per Catalunya party making an absurd racist statement on Facebook. This year's Reis (Kings' day, in which Catalans celebrate the arrival of the wise men at the end of the Christmas season - the kings throw boiled sweets from their floats, always eagerly and boisterously collected by local kids of all ages) has seen an extra special bit of gibberish published, courtesy of one Jordi Casanova* of Tortosa.
In a post entitled "IMMIGRANT INVASION AT THE KINGS' PROCESSION IN TORTOSA" (his caps), Casanova observes how yet another tradition has been ruined by immigrants. He writes:
INDIGNANT over what I saw at the Kings' procession in Tortosa. A swarm ['eixam' - I think 'swarm' is best, but you could almost use 'plague'] of immigrant children - mainly moros [Moroccans - kind of like saying 'Pakis' for Pakistanis in England] - interrupted the collection of sweets thrown from the kings' floats to the point of putting at risk our children's physical safety due to the savagery and brutality they displayed while trying to get all the sweets. What - if it can be known [sic] - are these moros doing to our traditions?
(My apologies for a slightly dodgy translation).
What follows is a charming discussion between Casanova and some of his acolytes. Among the first comments:
Raquel Iseres: Gum sweets are normally made with animal gelatin, often from pigs. We need to spread the word about this so they realise they've been eating pork without knowing it.
Mayka Miras González: What a shame they didn't die from eating so many sweets, the scum.
Now, I know it's easy to point out the failings of fascist diatribe, or the inanity of Facebook comments. But seeing Mayka Miras González saying she wished some little kids were dead, makes me really angry.
Happy new year to you, too. Let's support smashing the PxC in 2012.

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*It is really a cruel twist of fate that a man named Casanova should be quite so... lacking when it comes to physical beauty. Kind of like Lord Adonis.
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UPDATED: 2011 Spain election results live #20N
Spain election result: The right wing PP (Partido Popular) has won a massive victory in Spain's general elections today. They have achieved an absolute majority, as well as controlling all of the regions of Spain except Catalonia and Euskadi (Basque Country).
Live updates below.
21:53 - With 67% of the vote counted, the PP has 187 seats for the PSOE's 109.
In Catalonia, CiU looks like it could beat the PSC.
20:28 - Andalucia is the most important victory for the PP. They've achieved more voted there than the PSOE for the first time ever. The PSOE has lost about 10 seats in Andalucia. This is one of the poorest regions in Spain and many PSOE voters feel they have been forgotten about by the Madrid government.
20:23 - The Socialist PSOE has dropped by 14 points in Spain ('2 million votes') whereas the PP has increased its share of the vote by only 3.5 points. The PP will govern not because they've been chosen by a plurality but because the Socialist vote has withered so seriously.
Today's elections in Spain will probably result in a significant PP victory. I'll be updating this post from time to time with tasty morsels of doom. I'll probably find some sort of widget to help me out too. My last blog post, about who will win Spain's elections, why, and what that means, can be read here.
20:00 - First exit poll results: The PP has a clear absolute majority in Spain's elections with up to 185 seats. The PSOE is down to 119.
In Catalonia: the PSC leads, followed by CiU and then the PP. The results here are not surprising: the PP has failed to overtake CiU or PSC. Iniciativa (Green/Communist) has done well. ERC maintains 3 seats. UPyD and fascist PxC have failed to win any seats.
19:44 - IMPORTANT: until 2000 (8 pm), the Spanish government prohibits actual results of the elections being reported. So we have to wait just over 15 minutes for first results.
19:30 - TV3 is also reporting that the cost of this year's elections is 6% below 2008's. Austerity in action.
19:00 - Catalonia 'leads the decline in turnout' according to TV3. They always find a way for Catalonia to be ahead of Spain.
18:30 - Voter turnout is down 3.3 points on 2008. This will likely benefit the right (PP).
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thebadrash.com and branching out
Hello there! Long time, no see!
Over the years, this blog has evolved. At first I shared links (that's what blogs used to be for), talked about books and music, and explored some of my innocent ideas about politics. Some time after March 2004, I felt inexorably drawn into the debate on Catalan language policy and the Catalan national question in general. And we've had some fun debates here. Who could forget the heady days of the Spain Herald folding, and Iberian Notes closing down? Or the excellent response I got to my 'Some questions...' posts?
The problem was that whenever I wrote about other topics - books, music, links, food, travel, etc - I'd get hardly any response at all. Which is pretty frustrating because of all the topics I ever write about, Catalan independence is... well, it's not the one that interests me the most.
Over the last few months, I've been toying with different solutions to this problem. I decided that I'd either rebrand this blog and try to branch out into other topics of discussion, or I'd keep thebadrash.com for Catalan politics and related topics and start another blog for stuff that everyone else in the world is interested in. I've gone for the latter option.
tombcn.com is my new 'homepage'. It'll be about just about any topic I can think of, except Catalan and Spanish politics. It needs some design and lots more content but it's fresh and new and exciting*. Look, it already has a short post about Martiniquan jazz!
Meanwhile, I do intend to update this place from time to time. Però, poc.
See you at the other place. Until then, adéu siau!
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*OK that's pushing it a bit.
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Radio FIP rules
One of the best things about the modern holiday is disconnection. Many of us spend our work days and nights tethered one way or another. So the holiday provides us with an old-fashioned life: we cook with gas, we suffer the small refrigerator (we still waste food, weirdly), we get our news from the papers or the radio, like in olden days.
This summer we spent a week in Brittany in July and a fortnight in Menorca in August. Neither house has television or internet.
The area around Josselin in Brittany is perfect for lazy cycling: the Nantes-Brest canal has lovely towpaths: I saw an otter on one bike ride, and only about two metres away too. We stayed in a village in the middle of nowhere, without street lights or other light pollution sources. We had two cloudless nights and had as good a view of the Milky Way as we'd had in ages. Loads of shooting stars too.
The three of us sat in the car bound for La Rochelle, but still in Brittany. Our car has a cassette deck for which we have a flimsy shop-bought device that also plugs into an iPod. Said device (the 4th we've bought) failed as soon as we departed. What this meant is that we discovered FIP radio. A radio station that plays Bach, then Gillespie, then JAE, then some country, then some funky shit, then tons more jazz. It took me hours back home to work out what station we'd been listening to.
FIP was a revelation. It still is. I know that tons of other people knew about it (particularly in Brighton) and this might seem like saying "I've discovered that I like air!". Like it ought to, FIP provides good archives of its playlist. Which is mostly great. I'm working on having the station play permanently on this site. I think it's only fair that I inflict this on as many people as possible.
In Menorca, we connected an Android phone to some speakers we bought and listened to FIP online. I listened to the World Service as I read my le Carré. We also listened to some Miles Davis and Charlie Parker. I like jazz, but don't really know enough about it. I always love Coltrane, Davis, Bird, Ornette, and I adore the old-timey stuff you can find on Spotify.
We also listened to a fair bit of Magnetic Fields, tons of Talking Heads, and the odd Stones or Royal Trux song when in need of rock.
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Like a haircut
I've got stuff to do, stuff to write, stuff to discuss. But rather than get on with that, here's a haircut of sorts. While I decide on whether or not I'll be rebranding this blog and retiring 'thebadrash' to millennia of purgatory. Have a nice diada on Sunday, by the way.
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thebadrash.com is on holiday
...not that you'd notice. We'll be in Cerdanyola, but also visiting some places here and there from time to time. Behave yourselves and try to enjoy this abysmal summer.
I'll leave you with this paean to Steven Segal, 'Stevie (for Steven S.)' by the ever wonderful Royal Trux.
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Francisco Camps resigns Valencia presidency after admitting bribery
The PP president of Valencia, Francisco Camps, has finally resigned today [link in Catalan] after two years of outright lies in the Gürtel corruption case.
He started changing his story last week, after he said there 'was a chance' he received several suits and other items as gifts from companies involved in a huge corruption racket with the Valencian Generalitat. Today it became clear that Camps would 'admit' the charges of illegal bribery and pay a €46,000 fine - but avoid a trial which could take place during national elections in Spain this autumn. At first it seemed that he might also try to hold onto his office but that seems to have been ruled out either in Valencia or in Madrid.
Three other accused PP officials will also apparently admit the charges.
Did Rajoy finally pull his finger out and take control of the situation? Does Camps have dirt on lots of other PP members (as we have suspected for years)? Only time will tell: it will take one hell of a scandal to stop the PP winning this autumn. Bring it on.
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Why some control of the press does not mean Hitler
Boing Boing is one of the most enjoyable blogs around. It combines silly shit with genuinely interesting shit in a format that people like me have loved for years. From time to time, editors of Boing Boing, respected as they are as media experts, get a chance to comment on current affairs on newspaper websites like that of The Guardian. This is cool because new media arseholes like myself yearn for old media recognition. Well, I don't. But the rest of them do.
So Cory Doctorow, the dude from Boing Boing, gets to write a column from time to time for The Guardian. Which is something I'd love to do (except for the rooting around in my private life, the tall poppy syndrome mentality and the likelihood of my words being twisted by some scumbag on a personal blog: kudos for avoiding comments on your column, Cory: that's the best way to stop dissent).
In his column, Doctorow celebrates the downfall of the News of the World because of its revolting tactics [it's the paper's attitude which was even more revolting as far as I'm concerned], but warns that such a case ought not be used to "rein in the press".
Doctorow, full of the fear of fascism, agonises:
For me, the phrase "the press is too powerful" is as chilling as "these elections are too time-consuming" or "this secret ballot is just a farce" or "due process is too expensive; we know who's guilty and who isn't." It is a contradiction in terms: for while it's possible for a particular company or cartel to be too powerful, the idea that the institution of the press is too powerful is Orwellian. If a media company grows too powerful, that generally means the press is not powerful enough: an all-eclipsing media empire blots out press freedom by monopolising distribution channels, distorting discourse and allying itself with this party or that in exchange for favours and (of course) more power. A powerful press is one built on vigorous, pluralistic debate, one that allows new voices to emerge and new points of view to be heard. The more diverse the press is, the more powerful it becomes.
Sadly, this is his response to suggestions that the press (that old dog we can't quite bring ourselves to shoot) ought not regulate itself, but that someone else should take a look at the whole mess and... sort shit out.
When I say "the press is too powerful", I do not mean, "there ought to be a commission what decides on what, how and why a newspaper reports a story". No, I mean to say: "the press, outside of its service of information to the people, and reporting important news and suchlike, ought not exert such power over Government that said Government is rendered entirely at the mercy of a foreign man hellbent on a personal crusade whose ideology is exactly that by which he became the most powerful media magnate in our history".
I hope the entire empire comes tumbling down.
Incidentally, England already has very attractive and lucrative libel laws. So Doctorow clearly doesn't know what he's talking about.
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Linksplash
Some of the stuff I've been reading/doing recently:
"Article is all wrong" - the Vietnam War remains a controversial topic for some, as this Wikipedia discussion illustrates
Babylon Falling - 60s counterculture, 90s hiphop, underground press - one of the best Tumblr sites I've seen in ages
Diaspora - this is the new Facebook, so they say. It's early days, and I have no friends on there, but it has potential
A Visit From The Goon Squad - Pulitzer prizewinner, entertaining novel by Jennifer Egan. It's about punk and time
Iran And The Bomb - by Seymour Hersh. The real enemy is Saudi Arabia
Menorca apartment reviews - summer vacation beckons
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