The Mallorcan Business Circle (CMN) and the Mare Mar Foundation have requested the Consell de Mallorca for the dismissal of the managing director of the Maritime Museum of Mallorca, Albert Forés. The two entities, promoters of the original Museum project, denounce a management marked by "paralysis", "inefficiency" and "alleged irregularities", while the institution defends that it complies with the Consortium's objectives and claims the work done in recent years.

The Less Tourism, More Life action manual is a mistake. It shifts the focus. It has managed to get people talking about violence instead of housing; about hammers, instead of impossible rents, and about activists, instead of a government incapable of offering solutions. Furthermore, it is childish: if you intend to surprise someone, don't hand them the instruction manual beforehand.

The most enthusiastic of the group sends us advertising for throwback parties to the WhatsApp group in the hope of exciting us and forcing us to see each other. I rejected one because the ad used songs by El Canto del Loco and La Oreja de Van Gogh. I have no masochistic inclinations. There are those who refuse to attend "remember" sessions. The commodification of nostalgia is exhausting, and it's as if our parents were getting together to dance to songs by Karina or Los Diablos, like on that joint tour of old glories they called Mágicos 60. With the adolescent insolence of back then, it seemed like something for old people. Now, a faction of friends is making a plan that invites us to live on the edge: an afternoon snack on a Sunday at ten in the morning.

The ship that will transport waste from Ibiza to Mallorca is already sailing from the Canary Islands to the Balearic Islands. The Al Andalus, the vessel that Baleària has assigned to transport the waste to the Son Reus incinerator, will arrive in Ibiza in the coming days, according to maritime tracking data consulted by ARA Balears.

The first time Marco Magazzu (Rome, 1990) swam in Thailand next to giant manta rays, he almost drowned. “Seriously, I started crying. I would do the same if I had the luck to find sharks in their natural habitat, in the open sea. I would do it out of emotion, not fear!”, he confesses. A marine biologist with a master's degree in Aquatic Ecology, he is part of the technical team of the Palma Aquarium Foundation, responsible for the Balearic Islands' cetacean stranding network. He also takes care of and rehabilitates turtles, but today he is here to debunk Spielberg and correct the bad reputation of sharks.

I'm arriving mid-afternoon and the first thing that crossed my mind was that it was the anniversary of my first communion, an absolutely inconsequential date in my biography. Another day, while I'm looking for a headline for a news story, I remember the anniversary of a schoolmate who was never my friend. I suppose it stuck with me when he was handing out Sugus to celebrate it, long before playgrounds existed. As irrelevant as my Eucharist.

Daniel García Veira (Carballo, 1997) is a biologist and marine ecologist. At the Mediterranean Institute for Advanced Studies (Imedea), he researches the role of oceanic posidonia meadows in marine protection.

Diego is 34 years old, has a mortgage he took out when he earned 900 euros, and an opinion that divides groups of friends and colleagues: if his partner lives in his apartment, she pays. He explains it frankly: “I only have 90 square meters to speculate with, and I have to pay for them my whole life. Everyone speculates with me.”

When a family from the Islands receives the news that they must leave their home and go to Barcelona for one of them to receive treatment, the illness stops being the only problem. Another race begins: finding a place to sleep, managing work, and learning to live with uncertainty. For more than 20 years, the Association for Aid to the Patient's Companion (ADAA) has been alleviating this burden with a silent and constant task that this year has earned it the ARA Balears Colonya Caixa Pollença Award for Social Action.

At the last festival in Malaga, journalists asked an influencer invited by the organization to recommend a title. “A movie? How boring?” she replied to the reporters and the two million followers she has. All this on the red carpet of a film festival.

The ruling by José Luis Calama against former president Zapatero is forceful enough that, at least, his supporters' message should be only what Justice itself dictates: to wait for the investigation to prove the facts imputed to him. That one is innocent until proven otherwise. The public defense by Patxi López and Mercedes Milá is blind faith and putting their hand in the fire for a figure who is everything among socialists. The fall of a totem, a moral compass, and all those cheesy and grandiloquent expressions, which are, on the other hand, true.

The government insists with a stubborn obstinacy to sell us the "Alquiler Seguro" program as housing policy, despite its unmitigated failure. It has captured a meager 4.1% of the flats it predicted: 82 out of 2,000. It has had to swallow the inflated figures it packaged to get headlines, amplified by TeleProhens, a public and propagandistic entity immune to discouragement in the face of the single message that the Balearic Islands are doing well.

A phone call announced on January 7, 2001, to Marta Balcells that her father had died. She was not told the cause. He was 55 years old and had heart problems. She inferred that he had suffered a sudden heart attack. She flew from Palma to Barcelona. Upon arriving at the family home, she noticed a very strange atmosphere. “People looked at me in a strange way. I thought it might be due to the shock of the death, but it didn't add up,” she recalls. A cousin pulled her aside and told her that her father had committed suicide. “I remember those days as something brutal, very shocking. The situation was chaotic because we couldn't see the body or organize the funeral, as we depended on forensic investigations. It was very painful to think about what he had done, but you also need to understand it.”

A call announced on January 7, 2001, to Marta Balcells that her father had died. They did not tell her the cause. He was 55 years old and had heart problems. She inferred that he had suffered a sudden heart attack. She flew from Palma to Barcelona. Upon arriving at the family home, she noticed a very strange atmosphere. “People looked at me in a strange way. I thought it might be due to the impact of the death, but it didn't add up,” she recalls. A cousin pulled her aside and told her that her father had committed suicide. “I remember those days as something brutal, very shocking. The situation was chaotic because we couldn't see the body or organize the funeral, as we depended on the forensic investigations. It was very painful to think about what he had done, but you also need to understand it.”

Bauzá's government included a section on the TIB website called ‘Tourism on public transport’. It promoted 39 tourist routes in six languages and with a video. Visitors should know that they could travel easily and cheaply all over Mallorca and discover beaches, heritage, hiking, and nature.

The idea of tourist rental emerged with a discourse of collaborative economy that would allow the democratization of income. In validating it, I don't know who the naive leftist was who ignored the voracity of man and capitalism. Over time, housing has been transformed into a financial asset, a professionalized business in which large conglomerates, vulture funds, and any greedy person has sunk their claws.

Javier Burón resorts to a simile to explain the housing problem as a public manager of the matter, with 25 years of experience in different regional governments. "We see how the lava advances and we are sitting on the terrace saying: 'Well, there's time.' When we have the lava on top of us, we'll see what we do.'" Author of the housing problem (Arpa Editors) and managing director of the public company for industrial land, housing, and territorial cohesion of the Government of Navarra, he is participating this Thursday, April 30, in Ca n'Oleo in Palma in a conference organized by the UIB on what is needed to have social and affordable housing.

Musa arrived at the interview appointment nervous. He hadn't slept because he had spent the night writing down exactly what he wanted to explain about his story. He needed to have the puzzle pieces in order. He notified the minors' center that he was turning 18. No one heeded his warning, and when the Police certified his birth certificate, they threw him out on the street. The system rejected him, and he lost any opportunity to access the public resources network. His case is not unique. According to his account, and as third-sector workers have confirmed, a friend of his ended up begging, overcome by tears and fear, at the door of a charitable organization to let him sleep under a roof. They made a place for him that they didn't have.

Musa's room always smells good. The air freshener sticks she has placed on a shelf anchor her to the new space. The smell calms her. It tastes like home. Where a month ago there was an office with a computer and a video game console, today there is a new mattress and bed. They are hers. She will no longer have to wander with her clothes in a sports bag, not knowing where she will sleep the following week.