King Juan Carlos said he did not regret what he did, and I say I do not regret that he was my king either. I don’t judge him and I don’t feel anything for him except deep gratitude. I love Juan Carlos, and feel honored to be his subject … I believe that people should be taken as a whole, not in parts. And it seems to me that the whole king, with all his virtues and faults, is one of the most interesting leaders that Spain has ever had. I love him, of course I love Juan Carlos. I don’t deny that, and I don’t feel like anyone is judgmental about its more mundane aspects. The king is not a citizen. Kingship is history in tension with eternity and I abhor this terrible method of asking history to apologize over the centuries.
Our drama is that we don’t value anything anymore. We find faults in everything and do not highlight the virtues. When was the last time we thanked the King in our prayers, over dinner with friends or in a letter to the ABC director, for the freedom he had given us? We are ungrateful and things go wrong for us because we crush everything. We subject everything to a precision microscope that we are then the first to be unable to accept. We dare you to give lessons on anything from a cheap sofa that provides us with great peace of mind. What did we do while the king was risking his life facing all kinds of difficulties? Have you ever thought what your life would be like without him? I do not know whether those who today so arrogantly dare to despise him would have had the courage, recklessness, and belief that the Spanish people deserved to be unambiguously free. God also accepts the heavy price of bleeding every time we commit a mistake.
I am mine because I am a Catholic and because I think Rousseau is the most wrong man in the world. I am mine because genetics is ultimately more reliable than democracy. Of all those who insulted the King, I never met anyone better. Without accepting the faults of others we cannot understand our own virtues. There is a republican and uneducated pagan approach to property. To say that the king’s first years were very good, but afterwards were a disaster, is a relative, originalist, and a complete miss. The witches are dancing madly, and there is someone boiling in the pot, and that is you. Kings, like God, are all. Its height is not entirely human in scope. The crown is solid or plastic. Civilization means that death is not the opposite of life. It is vulgar to talk about the king in terms of his taxes, his hunts, or his lovers. He does not understand the ultimate meaning of what Spain means.
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