New year, old life

When we're little, a new year is like a huge, brand-new gift. That feeling of beginning is fresh. As footballers and politicians would say, it's exciting. But, like so many things from childhood that fade away, we soon realize that the change in numbers is just a cosmetic issue, because everything remains the same (bad).

Next year, the far right will maintain its ideological offensive, conquering the space of ideas and the ballot box. Its discourse is already palpable in the streets, but the time remaining until the elections is getting shorter and shorter, intensifying and magnifying in the pre-election period. For the moment, fascism has triumphed in its attacks against migration: the poor are pitted against those even poorer than themselves, while the system is legitimized and the rich take flight.

There will also be thousands of homeless people in 2026, despite the thousands upon thousands of homes the government boasts about. Words without action are hard to believe. Of course, taking decisive measures to ensure this constitutional (though not fundamental) right is not feasible, because it would mean upsetting large corporations and investment funds, the totems of our society. It would be immoral to violate the sanctity of the sacred property of those who speculate on the needs and urgencies of people who, if they're lucky, have nothing in life but a poorly paid job with workdays that only allow for one luxury: exhaustion.

Those who are from here will have to go live who knows where, and the tens of millions of tourists who visit us will enjoy our main virtue: servility, which works wonders in territories whose economy revolves around the service sector. Our mission in life is to make tourists feel comfortable on the beaches, in the hotels, in the apartments where we can't sleep, on the roads... We must make them want to return, to join the new ones, and reach visitor numbers that man Balearicus He couldn't even dream of it.

In 2026, we'll be cynical too. We'll complain about others when we do the same. We'll be selfish, ignoring the suffering of others and seeking maximum gratification of the whims we consider absolute necessities. It's best not to wish too much for next year because, as a wise man once said: things can always get worse.