PP Corrupto.

A corrupt PP can’t work.

 

In Spain these days, we are living an unprecedented network of corruption, a mafia of sons, relatives and friends who manipulate without any hesitation not only their own businesses by way of criminal behavior but who use public institutions in order to enrich themselves, to deceive and waste what is public.

It is an authentic horror to see that the Ministry of the Interior has become a service department to the corrupt, and that the Ministry of Justice watches over and advises friends and the mafia instead of protecting honest citizens. One is frightened by high political executives meeting with shameless people and that some police are at the service of criminals. The worst is that they block any  uncomfortable investigation and that, having the power in their hands, the institutionalized corruption blocks off any investigation that an innocent citizen tries to carry out against the establishment, a gang of corrupt politicians and criminal organizations. It is impossible that the top of the PP in Madrid didn’t know, not only about their own corruption but also at the national level like in Valencia. What happens at Castellón? Which team does it belong to? Nobody talks -yet- about this rotten province.

 

I have suffered 16 years of their activities and I always knew and denounced them. I know what I am talking about, the poisoned system, using contacts to prevent investigations and blocking them to mask their corruption. It hasn’t been easy living amidst nature that smells of political as well pig excrement. Unfortunately and unknowingly, I chose a hostile village and simply listening to birds sing has been a very expensive luxury. I was not welcome, not even after 16 years, and all because of asking, getting informed and subsequently reporting yet another PP, corrupt and yet untouched, using the statutes of limitations to their advantage. I simply went asking for my licenses, sick of lies, waits and promises, and was kicked out without any further explanations. Pigs, waste collectors, fires, break-ins, planting electrical posts in the midst of a forest and planning to cut down trees, as well as traffic tickets for parking where any neighbor’s child parks with no problem.

 

I have a lot to tell about this village gang, part of this corrupt and miserable Spain, who think they are the masters, who have mistreated and denied me during 16 years of my life, and only for demanding explanations..