The 21st century is exciting. The other afternoon, without going any further, I attended a women’s meeting to talk about money and not only did it not cost me anything – not even one of Roman squid and Reus vermouth – but I repaired a thing: why is money not studied or discussed in schools, called to determine adult life?

This about women has an explanation and it is what they imagine but without ulterior motives. It was a talk in the bar of the Juno House – a social club in Barcelona limited to women, very smart, if I may say – to talk about investment funds.

And how easily! Like when friends talk about the future of Ferran Torres!

Naturally, I felt an inferiority complex, because to talk about investment funds you need to have funds (not to be confused with low funds). Money, come on. The school in this country is to blame for the fact that I don’t have money and I was a listener – exempt from the glamor to which every gentleman surrounded by ladies aspires.

We were only taught a poem about money at school and thank you. A lot of Isósceles, Guifrè, Quevedo, Pompeu and Rexach then, a lot of environment, multiculturalism and sex now, but no one, no one explains to children what will be decisive in their lives: money.

I can already imagine the origin of this gap. Talking about money was impolite, predisposed to confrontation – my father earns more! – and only interested the rich. If it is the holder of life!

Then there is this thing about Spain and money, a paranormal relationship. If we argue on behalf of the virgins, how will we teach something indisputable about money, a force of nature that is loved and hated, the one that creates inequalities or the one that ends them.

I am very much afraid that the boys and girls of the 21st century will not learn in school the rudimentary principles of money, its mechanisms of reproduction and the importance of having it or not having it. To go by the streets in adult life or to despise them. It would undoubtedly be a good subject: “Money”. Powerful lady is Mrs. Money. And how little and poorly we know her!