Follow us on social networks:People in a tunnel in the Beijing subway.ITNews saved in your profileWe live in 'strange' times;convulsive in the words of sociologists, political scientists and other experts who are paid to think what others think.Have we become the 'old men';those who were promised that they would have to go through the University for the future;in Naranjito's 'hinge' generation?From the World Cup of the 80s to the abyss of life 'Made in China' everything has been a sigh.Nothing of 'La Vie en Rose' by Edith Piaf.This is rather the 'Paint it Black' of Los Rolling.Now, the passage of time and the precipitation of the fateful future of globalization, which is nothing more than a neoliberal alibi to definitively destroy the middle class that is dying with its beak open, makes us look back with nostalgia at the time of beach umbrellas Sunday dresses with geometric motifs and ocher tones.Also on family weekends with potato omelette and cold swamp and pool baths.They are now chroma key shots on a sepia background.At school they told us that the solution was the institute;in the institute that the key passed through the University;later, the adjuncts, associates and professors poised on the platform and below it tried to convince us that we had to start fast in the business world because "experience is everything".With the homework done, we could take a nap and pay the vices.And so the years have passed, from change to change, from crisis to crisis, from mileurismo to mileurismo and peak;from face-to-face dates to internet chats, from conventional hookups to 5G flirtations.Some say that it is lucky that we have been able to stay in the middle, because that is how we have been adapting to the overlapping paradigms... I don't know what to say about this.I guess it's better for today's teenagers to have been born in the middle of the quagmire.At least they can't compare to before.They do not have the memory of what it was;of happy times if they were.The old thing was that of keeping silent during the table talk, when the eye is closed;about not being able to bathe until July or after eating because you died due to a cut in your digestion;about going to do the errands and keeping the change, which used to be five dollars in the best of cases;About stealing condensed milk from your grandmother's pantry, about building fires behind the last houses in the neighborhood, about escaping by bike whenever you could or gobbling 'poloflas' at dinner time.It could be said that we lived dangerously in a world that ran smoothly, in which neighbors were greeted, in which Sundays were sacred and in which mortgages practically did not exist or, if they had, they were paid off in ten years even though interest will go through the roof.The world 'Made in China', that of rushing, that of sharks, that of speculation, that of cannibalistic competition, that of producing more and more and more and more cheaper;eating your own arm when you're hungry or feeding the ship's boiler with the hull boards until you find yourself floating on the mainmast;little by little it has been penetrating through the cracks of the system until it has become this complex and voracious labyrinth in which the world barely flows.It has erased the memories of the summers of 'Cuentáme', the 'Julios' that smelled like dry grass at dawn and in which to travel without air conditioning you had to get up at five AMNow they call it globalization;because it looks better and sounds good, even if it is pretentious.It is a term that fits into the agendas of politicians, the media and international organizations.However, I liked it better when it was just 'Made in China'.The rush, the fast and puerile processes, the immediate result, there is no time to stop, the end of craftsmanship, the quality of what you do doesn't matter because what counts is doing a lot... These are ideas that have been entering through the back door and that now it is impossible to get rid of because they are in vein.Globalization has left us in the bones, it has turned Europe into a cardboard scenario where less and less added value is generated and where people only live on past income.This European happiness is a postcard sent from Benidorm after a trip by Imserso.Everything comes from the Far East in containers that move with a lot of oil and little solar energy.Now we have a new paradigm, which is that of the green society;that of environmentalism.It's great and I love it, but while in Europe, in Canada, Iceland or New Zealand we get rid of thermal power plants, coal and diesel cars;without knowing very well how and with what we are going to replace them;in China, India, Russia or Nigeria they continue to burn everything they can at the rate that God wants to provide the West with 'rags' from Zara, cheap gadgets and tin technology that lasts as long as a cake at the school door.And so the wheel starts again.Hypocrisy?Yes. They are new times but not modern.It is globalization.News saved in your profileNews saved in your profileNews saved in your profileNews saved in your profile© La Opinion de Málaga, SL All rights reserved