Two friends offered a small rap performance in the plaza and musutruk after a simple popular meal. A song reminded us that a neighbor, a young man, recently died. Money had to be raised to return the body to its hometown. Oh, that mother! Your child's last kiss lifts the chair in the coffin.

Beyond the kiosk, Paskual Abaroa sat, in a place of honor, on a plate that thanks the great local benefactor. My hairs polished me. We lowered the jacket hoses and pulled the cigarette out of the bag to drown in the throat marapyl. The sources of the people inaugurated in 1888 continue to bleed. The eagle, like other “benefactors” praised in various localities, was enriched in killing, kidnapping, raping and selling people. He didn't have to sweep his hands straight; as a banker, he was sure to be able to buy more than one valve to clean his sins, while raising the money.

By the time this article comes to you, surely some of you have been able to see that sculpture. This year’s Antzar Eguna will have much more assistance to Lekeitio. Day 6 is a new holiday: Elcano Day.

No one denies that Abaroa funded the people. Why economic power, if not political power and to improve the social image? At that time donations or donations were the only way forward; now it seems that some would like to recover this “old habit”. Ask, if not, Amancio Ortega: paying taxes like everyone does not give an extraordinary status, it seems to make “gifts” to the people yes, and even if violations of rights are covered in other latitudes, in the countries of origin of our neighbors.

Nor does anyone deny what Elkano did three centuries before. No one demands to judge the present in the eyes of today, without a historical and social context. In contrast, it is precisely those who criticise it that have decided to voluntarily forget the context. History, unlike most, is not a mere evocation or knowledge of previous facts, but gives us clues to understand the present and predict the future. As in life itself, it prepares us for when everything learned comes.

But the uncritical version has been bought and sold in all institutions and organizations, with almost absolute consensus. What is the purpose of the empty and banal exaltation of “memorable” times? What is the point of repeating the songs of this colonizing empire? Winners to steal the collective history again, defeat the defeated of the equation, to bury the African and American chain of expoliation and shackles, which has come very well since then. Responsibility for all truth cannot be ignored when it gives us whim.

S and I, embroidered on two cheeks. Sirte Iure: a right. Different media over the centuries, but always the same result, both there and here. In the meantime, enjoy the delicious songs of gestesta that are once again forgotten from the forgotten ones of always, without wondering if it can be a great deal of confrontation for all these Basques. As was advocated at the time, it is possible that our compatriots do not suffer damage, it is possible that their darker skin prevents sensations and that perhaps, in the background and within us, we do not recognise each other in this hypothetical “host country”. It's possible.