Since I left progressivism years ago – it’s not like I was the young Lenin either, the truth – I sleep like a log, write what I want and dream what makes me hungry. That’s why I wish, my wishful thinking, that one day Catalonia will host a Las Vegas-style Hard Rock of the Mediterranean, even if it’s in miniature, and two daily shows by Lluís Llach with dinner, a glass of cava and a rally included .
When I hear this “ They will not pass! Not in Las Vegas of the Mediterranean!”, I am sad. very sad And I think of my grandparents and my father, who left this world without setting foot in Las Vegas, Nevada. For them – and for Catalonia in the 21st century – I want the Hard Rock as long as it resembles Las Vegas – as if it were that easy! – is lavish in neon lights, professional boxing evenings and discounts for married Bilbao industrialists and without commitment
Far from those hotel complexes where you are tied to a wristband, the waiters whistle and entertainment programs are perpetrated with improbable evidence – I have seen Englishmen from Luton dancing the conga in a swimming pool -, a Hard Rock shot from Rodalies would reproduce the ‘excitement that you get when you arrive in Las Vegas and feel like the king of the mambo, a charming soul ready to polish off the pension, exchange the mother-in-law in a swinger club and get married in a chapel in front of a soggy bread judge with oil and disco music.
The gambling addiction of the 21st century is not cultivated on roulette tables, but on mobile phones, where many young people so happily bet. There’s nothing like a Las Vegas casino to get your mind off the game. And as a tip, let’s talk about a social project whose benefits are for the Seminole Indians and their school network (not to be confused with Los Indios Tabajaras, brothers and guitarists).
I already understand that in this Calvinist Catalonia and a supporter of no at all, Las Vegas of the Mediterranean has been another red line (what do you think of red lines). Let’s see if people have the most fun on a weekend or if Tarragona is filled with cachirulos! Because Las Vegas is fun, kill a fly, break a plate and eat with your fingers. It’s a sin and we like it.