“Yes, that will be an assembly… or a joke made by someone… or something taken out of context…

“No, dear, here’s the video, listen to the interview.

- Oxtia, yes! – spinning around the eyes in the holes.

J. couldn't believe it. However, it is not incredible, it is incomprehensible.

The question of whether one can begin to speak French (clumsy) with another Basque for the mere fact of being on the other side of the border, and then to that other Basque, if he himself uncomfortably unfolds, could not have a more natural answer: better in Basque. In other words, “what if we do it normal, isn’t it better?”

Lehendakari and I were born in the same region, two years apart. We are both people who have learned Euskera. We could say that we have both experienced a similar socio-linguistic reality. Despite being left-wing, we were warned from the outset that lehendakari knows Euskera (our country of origin can still generate mistrust). And yes, that's a consolation. However, there is something that, in a way, does popa.

I wonder why this incomprehensible story happened. I assume that, as with heteronorma, we do not see what we find out from the norm possible. If the rule for one is erdality, the unknown we have before us will regard it as a Castilian, as long as we have no clear indications against it. A really alienating situation for an Euskaldun, since normality, naturalness, the norm, should be the Basque.

And what does the rule do? Customs. When we direct the first word to the unknown in Euskera, we not only clarify the linguistic condition of each one, but we also provoke transformations in ourselves, because every time we act like this, we cause that rule to tilt a drop.

What we are counting on, beyond being a fact that can be excused after an error or a layoff, can be a representative example of a phenomenon that permeates the whole political arena. It is painful and resentful, for example, to listen in Parliament to the speeches of the Basques, in Spanish for one another, and the latter for the other. There's not much difference in which aspects are the same.

Yes, I know, the media and the courts and the parraplas… With the excuse of all of them, ours becomes subsidiary. Subsidiary language, subsidiary character and subsidiary position in the world.

The largest production of the Basque institutions is produced in Spanish, also in the CAV. Then they pass it to the translator, so that he can speak Basque, so that the heavy ones are always calm and without sticking the claw. It is not the other way round: for those who have been created in Basque – normally – and who have not yet been translated.

Most of our institutions are functional illiterates. That is the reality. And to those who are not, they want to be converted to blows by the judges. We know that what is really dangerous is that what really makes the house they have built in our lands tremble is that it is not our claim, but the attainment of normality in our land. To be us.

And what are we? Are we a nation or are we not? What makes us a nation? Questions as pertinent as the old ones, which over the centuries, the particularities of each historical moment have maintained their character as a people. The will to be is the main argument of this edition. OK. However, where is the will to be left, if nothing drives such a will? If there is no difference between Basques, French and Spaniards?