“Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.” – Martin Luther King

Dear Papillon,

many years ago, driven by curiosity and a certain recklessness, I went to Israel. I saw many things.

It was November, and it was warm — a beautiful kind of warmth, the kind you only get in true in-between seasons. I remember the olive trees and the desert. I remember the strange feeling of floating so easily in the waters of the Dead Sea, and the gazelle that seemed to be waiting for us at dawn among the ruins of the Masada fortress.

I feel emotional, more than I have in a long time over a political outcome (yes, political!).

And for some reason, I find myself thinking of my one-and-a-half-year-old children, who can barely speak yet. Hardly at all. But they make themselves understood, and there’s one thing they say loud and clear: no.

It is not only the refrain of the song by the great Raffaella Carrà, but also a tribute to the third consecutive government led by Pedro Sanchez, current Spanish Prime Minister.