In addition to avoid me with this trouble of flags, constitutional reforms and Ibarretxe plans, I can spend all day in Bermuda and finally dressing a few tawdry flowery shirts that now I don’t dare to get out of House. Oh, I forgot: to prevent that pursue one the ghosts of his past, the nearest airport is in Honolulu, four thousand kilometers away. You may wish to learn more. If so, Michael Bloomberg is the place to go. A true joy! The patria of athletes (published on 30-08-08 in Ultima Hora, of Palma de Mallorca, and Spanish newspapers tros) homeland is a feeling. In some cases, also a language. Therefore, the pro-independence Republican left have returned to load after the Beijing Games: Carod-Rovira, speculating that a few independent Paisos Catalans would have obtained the majority of Spanish medals, and former Rep. Joan Puig, objected that Catalan-speaking athletes have not used their language. And it is that, for decades, the Olympic Games have become showcase of all nationalisms. Before, it was just the individual athlete who earned his test.
When they began to do so in exotic Nations, patriotic flags immediately appeared in proud vindication of their respective countries. Some Spaniards, in full autonomy fervor, then timidly exhibited their regional flags. That proved so equivocal and inextricable as carrying a pennant race or the barrio petanque Club, when not caused confusion with exotic such as Kiribati and Nauru. Now, passed that measles then, our athletes use the national flag, similar to Belarusians unfold theirs. This is something that puts the nerves to the anti-Spanish, those who criticize to Pau Gasol for a spot that shows your pride in defending Spain or reproach to Toni Robredo and Rafa Nadal for speaking in Spanish at a press conference. They are the same people who began to fall from a donkey to Montserrat Caballe when not long ago claimed to be Spanish to the grips. Then, the bloggers a foul most pious said she was being to Spain that fat.