How much the lives of others matter to us, as if there were not enough chicha in ours! And not only that, we often stand on a pedestal to throw stones in the form of disqualifications at others. Before any departure from the script of a character paid to fame, we surrender as severe magistrates to pass sentence. “Or have they not used their private life to get a profit?”, we say. Gossip, once associated with hairdressers, sweeps the halls of Congress and penetrates the news, as has happened with Ana Obregón and her daughter, born by surrogate pregnancy.
In The Fall, Albert Camus reflected on innocence and guilt, also on the social deficit of solid values. He points out that all of us, without exception, carry a judge inside. And he exposes the greatest of human torments, “that they judge one without law.” “Deprived of his natural restraint,” he adds, “the judges, unchained at random, dispatch one in a jiffy.” In Spain, surrogacy is not legal. However, a handful of people have turned to it abroad. According to data shared by the sociologist Ana Trejo, between 2010 and 2020, Spanish consulates received 2,856 applications for the registration of minors born through such a procedure. Almost all were accepted.
Some famous men have resorted to it without being so severely condemned as single women. “Why don’t they adopt?” we ask angrily. Ripping a baby from the arms of the person who gave birth to it is undoubtedly a strange act, especially if money is involved. It is a breakdown in the natural chain of life. But how many outrages are committed daily against that order without suffocation? Far from judging this woman, with her Miami, her smile, her mourning, her bells and her exclusives, I think about how fame turns against one of hers until she sits on the bench of the accused.
