Spaniards are cheerful, hospitable, with Spanish sense of humor, open, friendly, in general. Maybe it's like our weather. The inhabitant of the British Isles is pragmatic, calculating, with his sense of humor, stingy, cold. Maybe as his climate, although I do not think a stingy climate exists.
They treat us with contempt. They really despise everyone and perhaps despise themselves. There is a sense of superiority, increased when they speak English. They are polite, they listen, but they have their answer ready, in English.
Spanish speaking people have difficulties to adapt to the English-speaking world, if you do,
for whatever reason, it ended with an inferiority complex. It costs a lot for us to speak English and much more to do it properly, not as any English tourist the Spanish.
Then, reaching certain point, we understand English, even we improve the accent, but psychologically we surrender to the enemy. Its historic achievements, its great seamen, its greatness, the good things from Churchill (good things for them), their hedges, grass , countryside, London, Highlands , palaces, theater, music, horses, cars or business capabilities.
Many years ago when Gibraltar was already taken, in peace time, when the Mediterranean Sea was vital to gain power in Europe; they liked to spend the summer in the
south, especially in the Cadiz area. With the bad accent too, like ours in English. They came to spy our fortresses and defenses. And
always stock up on wine, because a warship without alcohol was like a garden
without flowers, a childless marriage, the golden oriole, the rhea ! As the genius of Don Luis Sánchez Polack
would say. If Don Luis were a
subject of her gracious majesty( gracious or funny, he would not have consented because she never was
funny) he would be in the annals of the geniuses in the world have been.
Sometimes, many times, the Spaniards adapted to English environments get to participate of the British humor, of the genius of the witty who exist out there. The world of Alec Guinness , Peter Sellers or Monty Python , the friends of the movie star of Notting Hill . We start calling them Sir with a mouthful and dreaming of a precious redhead girl, as only in England (or a redhead boy, who are not so beautiful). Everything is reality and illusion at once.
Keep the British at the distance and do not get a complex, not even speaking English with them. They do not deserve it.
And Spaniard of my soul ! do not be naive, Treat them as they deserve it, nothing less. If it hurts, tight your lips without fear or complex.
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