It was with this premise that the images of the film captured me. I remembered that like Che, Pertur had a passion for knowledge. I don’t know either of them, so I read what I know about them. In the case of Pertur, as a compatriot, as well as what I have been told about him.

Two hypotheses about Pertur’s death – disappearance – have been opened. According to the first, it would have been eliminated by the members of the organization to which it belonged. The second is the hypothesis that Angel Amigo has revealed in The Year of All Demons: Killed by Italian neo-fascists in collaboration with the Spanish extreme right and/or parapolice groups. The disappearance of the combatant

Pertur – who I have decided to recognize as my fighter or category – was “accepted” by me in the indications of the first hypothesis. I had some convictions. It’s just to be sure, of course. As long as there's no evidence, the assumptions are corrupt. But this film has given me no greater conviction to think otherwise.

On the other hand, the film made me drop several criteria: it is made for Spaniards. From a cultural point of view, the film is Spanish. And as a result, I made this judgment: this country has a political problem with Spain – and France – but also a huge cultural problem with itself. A huge problem of knowledge. It's not new.

Among the images, I read on a banner “Speed and Ammistia” (sic). He showed me the level of knowledge of this ancient people: poor, modest. I say it with all the respect for the people. The interviewees in the film made me pull out some thoughts. I remember in particular the words of two: From General Ángel Ugarte – General de Franco; the black letter is mine – and from French Commissioner Alain Etcheto (from Bayonne). Ugart said: “I am Basque. Ejerzo de vasco” (“I am a Basque citizen. I work as an American citizen”). Again by Etcheto: “I’m Basque, but I don’t know” (“I’m Basque, but I’m not Sabiniano”) – more or less, because I’m talking about. The fascist

Ugarte – the black letter is mine – and the Vasco, the Vasco to kill the Basques, is obvious. Etcheto, on the other hand, has met several ETA leaders – I have solid knowledge, no evidence; again – and after 40 years of ETA, he has only known Basque Country.

The word assimilation shocked me – once again. The voice of the mezzo-soprano Ainhoa Soraluze helped me to internalize the film. In the credits but Soraluz was called Ahinoa (sic). I remembered Che's quote. Already on the street, I remembered the musician Pertur. I renewed the lyrics of two Basque songs: “The rest of us are in the winter; Spanish made in the past!” “I’m American and I’m not proud.” Maybe someday, knowledge will make us more responsible.