I once read this pamphlet about fascism and how to fight it. It mentioned the industrial town of Zaragoza, Spain, and their unions. The core of this town is and always was anarchist, direct democracy. I've always wanted to go there. These guys stick together. There are no tourists in Zaragoza ...
Zaragoza is pretty fucking rock and roll!
A friend and I hopped on a train and went there. We walked through the city and got a feel for it. Zaragoza (spelled "Saragossa" on English maps) reminds me of Brno in the Czech Republic. We found a local restaurant, very working class. It was superb. We had a great meal, well - I did, anyway, and we didn't see any fascists. We saw guys working hard, and drinking red wine whilst on their lunch break. My friend ordered the rabbit. Have you ever had rabbit before? I asked. No, came the answer. Then came the rabbit. Silly rabbit. It was a meaty rabbit, a fatty rabbit. It was a salty rabbit. I asked my friend how it was, and he answered in French, "Yuck." Just say Grease. It might have been the special of the day. That rabbit was a new frontier for my friend. Zaragoza (in general) was a new frontier for me. They have a brand new train station, which may interest some of you internet junkies, so check it out - the station is modern, fancy and spankin' new - offsetting the rugged backdrop of the town. Quite a piece of work. If you go to Zaragoza, see the town and talk to the people (but don't order the rabbit). Peace. -Todd
Posted by calico at March 12, 2006 06:12 AM