Sargadelos, espacio y tiempo was originally published on the blog Teremoto.net by Javier Cañada on 26 August 2014.
It’s time for of the “peliqueiros”, “cigarróns”, “pantallas”, and other typical characters of a deeply-rooted tradition to take over authority in Galicia.
“There is also someone that exists who thinks that one can support Celta and Deportivo at the same time. But that person is foolish like me.” A wonderful essay by Manuel Rivas.
Forty years ago today, in 1975, Francisco Franco died in Madrid. On July 18, 1936, he led a military uprising that ruled Spain for forty years. Galician artist Maruxa Mallo fled the country shortly after the uprising, and in 1938 she wrote a four-part series based on first-hand accounts by Galicians of the brutality of the military coup. Here is the first part, translated to English.
GALICIA IS AN EMIGRANT NATION, always coming and going. But just like its visitors, Galicians always come back. There are elements that tug at the homesick heartstrings of any Galician expatriate, like rain.
A DEEP-ROOTED LAND OF WITCHES AND GOBLINS, Galicia has many legends that disturb its residents.
GALICIANS are said to be an indecisive people that never know if they are going up a staircase or down and that they always answer with a question or an “it depends”. The clichés about the idiosyncrasies of the people of this autonomous community are numerous and varied.