Blair y Ahern urgen a protestantes y católicos a formar Gobierno en el Ulster en noviembre
Los jefes de Gobierno de Reino Unido, Tony Blair, e Irlanda, Bertie Ahern, han dado hoy un ultimátum a las fuerzas políticas del Ulster (Irlanda del Norte), en especial al Partido Unionista Democrático del reverendo Ian Paisley y al Sinn Fein, brazo político del Ejército Republicano Irlandés, para que formen Gobierno antes del próximo 24 de noviembre. Es parte del plan de Blair y Ahern para la progresiva devolución de la autonomía a la provincia del Ulster, suspendida en 2002.
El Pais, 06-04-06
Poor Ulster... His schoolmates don't want him cause his parents are divorced, he behaves badly at school and he smells... If his had a big swimming pool and lots of toys, it would be much different.
Northern Ireland can now be autonomous and neutral, which is really hard when the two peoples living there feel as part of somewhere else. I don't know about politics and can't really give an opinion on what's happening here, but if they want to "continuar con el proceso de paz en el Ulster" (El Pais), the first thing would be accepting that living on an island called Ireland and answering "Irish" to the question "Where are you from?", even if it's Northern Ireland, people who live with "Britain" tattoed in their brains should just move to their beloved country. I know, it's just a dream, maybe radically romantic and a bit old-fashioned nowadays. But it's just difficult to accept the reality that some strangers, which by the way don't give a damn for you, want you to believe. I just find it out of place when children from my protestant school tell me they are "britanicos".
I am Spanish but my mother culture is one different from the Spanish one. And I would be really pissed off if in my place, people who don't have any interest on the ancient and own culture from where they are living, would march commemorating some victory over my ancestors. Those are the things that must change to make the peace process real.
Enough crying for today. I feel a bit Braveheart today.
Aprofitant la pausa pasqual (mayordomo real) i que ja s'han inventat els avions i els aeroports, un personajillo rosset, tant rosset com esta pobra vaca (pobra perque deu estar farta que tot el mon se li arrime a fer la foto) (encara que no tinc molt clar si ella ho veu, o si li importa) i jo, pugem a Edinburgh a passar quatre dies. Suposo que en lloc de mona menjarem algun pudding, regat, per supost amb alguna pinta de Murphy's (no puc amb el whisky.)
