Once upon a time there was a cat

Before Vis Inversions wokist Of lesbian and transgender snow -white cinderellas, children's tales still kept certain perennial links. Between these tales I preferred The Cat of Bootshere said in there: Once upon a time there was a miller who when he died left the mill to his eldest son, a donkey to the middle and a cat to the youngest, thus deprived of subsistence means; supplying such helplessness and to the boy's surprise the cat was talking and asked only a bag and a pair of boots with which he hunted hares and partridges, offering them to the king in the name of the Marquis of Carabás, thus making noblewoman now his master and sir; With cunning and agile adventures he quickly invented sons and made the princess, the king of the king, in love with the new Marquis; Finally, he entered the castle of a rich ogre, vain magical who, by arrogance he was made lion and foolish, rat, that the cat, with boots or without them, quickly devoured in a leap; The princess married the boy and reigned happy. The mill overcomes the advertised indigence.

In my primary school the history of Portugal was told in the sense beyond the historiographic verismo leading the children to love the nation that the centuries had formed; Mere propaganda, will say those Portuguese today who do not want to be. Critical reason, to exist, would be later, in High School, in front of dialectical theses as long as, truth is said, to desert the then dominant communist versions. The meaning of my school should not be very different from what, five centuries earlier, Camões himself had learned by saying: «Here, almost summit of the head/ from all Europe, the Lusitanian kingdom/ where the earth is over and the sea begins/ and where Febo rests on the ocean»so person who for a hundred years saw that «The Europe Jaz, put in the elbows» (…) And «The face with which tape is Portugal». Are we a head or not, even if on a map, when in the last five decades they claim to be tail? Are we a face and neither do we have to introduce ourselves polite, rich and decent before the European owners who pay us? It is seen, the poets that we have been fooling us, made us children, and, being the head of Europe or to believe in a talking cat that wears boots, the thing is not far from each other.

Once upon a time there was a king of Europe with three children, the elder left him many factories in the northern kingdom, that of the rich agricultural lands to the south, and the youngest a boat, perhaps in paper that has often put water. The petiz was running world and made the sea on a sailing boat, against winds and in favor of some tides, heed to the gall with the ingenuity of turning obstacles greater than his strength, made features instead of empires with the cunning of making his few people strong, bought and sold what some made and others reached, showed that « God wanted the earth to be all/ that the sea united, no longer separated ». In the return he saw after all that the king that Europe always wanted to have did not die, he was changing his name, from Rome to Napoleon, then Hitler and Stalin between wars and horrors to the residual heirs of the federated European Union, vain and old temptation of a very rationalist senile cooperative and, therefore, as well as the ideally logical resulted. The European Union rejected the symbols that made Europe and the transcendent reality that emanates from them, among them the heart of the Christian matrix that wokismwhat ogre, today it arrogates swallow.

A few years ago Paulo Rangel, the now Minister of Foreign Affairs in unseemly and submissive eagerness to the federalism of the Franco-German kingdom came to tell us that there will be «A day when there will be no Portuguese». Of course, as well as molding and French, Europeans and planet Earth, of eternal providence we know nothing, but look no, Dr. Rangel, the thing is different until we forced us to speak English: in Europe without symbols or head maybe the cat, even without boots, but that speaks Portuguese and Fite Brussels, who by arrogance, the nations ignores.