The festival of democracy, on July 23, already has a winner: the men, women and supporters of Atlético de Madrid of the Correos service, who have reinvented themselves and guarantee the vote to citizens, instead of delivering letters in which Benet Latorre Deulofeu cheered up and told his girlfriend Paquita that he thought of her every night, instead of sleeping seven hours and resting.
(Instant messaging has complicated epistolary messes, as it induces misunderstandings.
– And during the day, what?)
I am very glad that the staff of Correos are fighting for democracy and have become accomplices without criminal responsibility of the voter, by virtue of extending their service hours and opening on Sundays.
The figures of Correos’ efforts are overwhelming and deserve recognition, appropriate because there are ill-wishers who malign but do not even budge. The effort will improve the image of the postal service, a public service of which there are few, especially among those who, like me, barely receive letters from Luxembourg. On the top of my head, very occasionally, some notification that in my absence obliges me to collect a document from the Treasury, a fact that impresses, or a burofax, like the footballers.
The post offices I frequent are colorfully painted and functional, with a machine that distributes the shift. Unlike the Torrelodones Casino, gamblers are not discriminated against and at the counters they sell numbers for some raffle in which the prize is some gold bars or a salary for life, more or less what Sumar promises if it sweeps a the ballot boxes
Of all the collectives who asked for premieres for Christmas, the only ones who resist are the postmen. In a pandemic or in years of GDP growth, they tread the streets and always deliver letters and packages at a modest price, when I – I confess – am one of those who would open some, not with the intention of flirting but to mediate between lovers , approach business positions or sing the forty to those who do not answer.
With a sack on top or a shopping trolley, the postman never fails. Long live the postal service!
