The Proof has Dissapeared

The Proof

 

They ‘ve removed the tree trunks whilst I was away from home, with no advance notice, destroying evidence, something the PP is very good at. Raiding a residence and theft, with a silly excuse that nobody believes. Alleging the “Timicus” plague which affects pine trees but has long been extinct. They didn’t care about cutting down 60 trees, leaving the stumps in the ground, another example set by our mayor, expert at requalifying land and influence trafficking. An egotistical, cynical individual  much in Rajoy style, as a matter of fact, he reminds me of him but in midget size. A little dictator who thinks of himself as the owner of the Alcalá lands and mine.

 

I have of course lodged a complaint with the federal police, who have told me they are a serious police force, about the intrusion, the theft and the abuse of authority and will include the mayor personally in it. The abuse I have been subjected to over the years cannot remain unpunished and should be considered mistreatment, misogyny and machismo.

 

With the dead trees cut down by force and now stolen, based on a so-called expropriation,  I had planned a work of sculpture denouncing local corruption. Because how better to represent the concept of prevarication than by way of an empty piece of land from which several tons of tree trunks have disappeared as if by magic?

 

El Cuerpo del Delito

El cuerpo del delito

Se han llevado los troncos, cuando yo me encontraba fuera de mi domicilio, así  sin avisar , destruyendo pruebas , que es lo que mejor se le da al PP.

 Allanamiento de morada y hurto sin previo aviso y con una estúpida excusa que no se la cree nadie. Alegando la plaga del Timicus que afecta al pino . Poco les ha importado talar dejando el muñón de más de 60 pinos, por un fraude mas  del alcalde de recalificación de terrenos prevaricación, y  tráfico de influencias  .

 Un ególatra cínico y mentiroso muy del estilo de Rajoy, de hecho me recuerda a él pero en "enano". Un Hitlerito de tres al cuarto, que se cree el dueño del cortijo de Alcalá y del mío.

 He denunciado a la Guardia Civil, que me ha dicho que son un cuerpo serio,  los hechos de hurto , allanamiento de morada y abuso de autoridad, pero voy a ampliar la denuncia directamente contra el alcalde, el acoso que he recibido durante estos años por su parte no debe quedar impune , hechos que  deben  de ser considerados como maltrato, misoginia y machismo.

 Con los árboles muertos arrancados por la fuerza, alegando expropiación por cojones  que me han robado tenía un proyecto de escultura denunciando la corrupción local.

¿Pero qué mejor concepto de prevaricación que un terreno  vacio en el que troncos que pesaban toneladas han desaparecido por arte de magia?.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Negligencias

 

Local authorities are very interested in hiding any irregularities, fudge or land reclassifications whilst cutting down trees. On the other hand, cleaning the woods from dry ground scrub which bears the danger of forest fires is not profitable, and so it’s simply not done. What’s more, if you report a neighbor for not keeping clean his land, the police tell you he has no obligation. And then we see what happens..

 

 

Corruption Sucks

 

So, finally 7 years later they made it with an industrial complex that is entirely unoccupied. The mayor of Alcalá, Francisco Juan Mars, of the PP, has shown his  macho alfa side to show off in front of the silent village. Iberdrola’s electrical tower which could and should have been placed about 10 m to the left, in an abandoned and unregistered piece of land, went like an arrow for the neighboring pine trees, cutting down more than 50 of them.

 

These people play with the land at their whim, cheat, embezzle and destroy, and demonstrate again and again that corruption is like the plague.

 

What is this 7 year old project of an “urgent” electrical line going to enlighten? I hope the next mayor because we are fed up of the fudging in the darkness by the current one.

 

With the money that Iberdrola offered us in exchange for the destruction, I could have paid taxes and lawyers and invested in promoting  my work but honesty cannot be bought, nor is it for sale.

 

 

 

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..

 

The Smell

22 abril 2017

Inviable un PP corrupto.

Estos días , estamos viviendo en España un entramado de corrupción sin precedentes  , una mafia de hijos, familiares y  amigos que  manipulan sin decoro no solo sus negocios con conductas delictivas , sino que  utilizan las instituciones públicas  para saquear, traicionar, y despilfarrar lo público.

 Es un horror que el  Ministerio del Interior , se haya convertido en u n servicio de atención al corrupto, y que el Ministerio de Justicia  capitalismo de amíguetes, vele y avise  a la mafia en lugar de  proteger  a los ciudadanos honestos . Asusta que  altos cargos se reúnan con sinvergüenzas, y que la policía este al servicio de los delincuentes. Lo  peor es que  bloquean cualquier investigación que les incomode   y que teniendo el poder en sus manos , esta corrupción institunacionalizada  impide cualquier indagación  que el ciudadano incauto intente llevar a cabo en contra del establishment ,panda de  colaboradores corruptos y organizaciones criminales.

Imposible que la cúpula del PP de Madrid   fuese ajena no solo  a su corrupción, sino  a nivel estatal como Valencia. ¿Qué pasa con Castellón?¿A qué equipo pertenece?. No se habla aún de esta podrida provincia.

Yo he sufrido  16 años su política de fechorías  y siempre lo he sabido y denunciado, se de lo que hablo, una adherencia mas envenenada del sistema , han utilizado contactos, para prevenir investigaciones, han bloqueado investigaciones para enmascarar su corrupción. No ha sido fácil vivir rodeada de naturaleza con olor a mierda política y de cerdos, desgraciadamente elegí para ello un pueblo  pepero hostil sin saberlo ,y sinceramente oír a  los pájaros cantar ha sido un lujo muy caro que pagar. Ni fui bienvenida , ni después de 16 años he sido aceptada , y todo por preguntar, informarme y posteriormente  denunciar a un  PP mas, corrupto  e impune que prescribe en irregularidades,  al que simplemente  fui a  pedir licencias harta de mentiras ,esperas y promesas ,  y salí escaldada y  despachada  sin más explicaciones .

Cerdos, balsa de alpechines, incendios, allanamiento de estudio reventando cerraduras ,instalación de postes eléctricos, en medio de arboledas pretendiendo la tala de árboles, multas por aparcamiento en lugares donde aparca cualquier hijo de vecino del pueblo.

Tengo mucho que contar de esta panda casposa, a nivel pueblo de esta España  corrupta y cutre , que se creen los dueños , que me ha acosado, maltratado y ninguneado, durante 16 años de mi vida, y solo por pedir explicaciones.

 

 

Yes, It All Has Been Said.

We are in the midst of a great international moral crisis. Those of us who can paint are able to reflect the chaos with much more than words.We are the revolutionaries with a new creative resistance.Like Goya and his 3^rd of May.

In this capitalist modern and postmodern culture within the Business Art World,  the conceptual essence of a written word  on a label produced en masse like ‘industry’, ‘product’, ‘market’, ‘, ‘investment’, ‘profitability’, ‘estimate’, ‘speculation’ sells more than an emotional  canvas depicting stupor with mastery. 

I think it's all been done.  But we all still want to be original in this plural, chaotic modernity we live in, full of digital eccentricities. The only thing that has varied today is its support platform, works that are made in minutes, even in factories. Today, all that is commercial is abundant. In the contemporary/Business art, anything goes. 

But in In the eighties something similar happened, the immediacy, the contradictions, spontaneity, the archaic, the primitive essence of eroticism, the hallucinatory, the obsolete academy, conceptualism, ideas, projects, pop, performances, graffiti, the aesthetics of destruction, disaster, catastrophe, opportunism, eclecticism, tension, and horrendous convulsive career of the isthmus displaced the art that preceded it.

Yes, it all has been said.

 

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