In 1980 I enrolled in philosophy at the University of the Basque Country in San Sebastian. I had completed a degree in Pamplona, \u200b\u200band went to San Sebastian to engage with what was first class of that power. The initial shock to see the university building, the day of registration, was considerable. Those walls were falling apart. And when school started in late October, the picture was much worse. Zorroaga climbed to the top of the end of Anoeta, by a miserable road, until a careless yerbín where everyone parked as he could, and in those autumn days and rainy it was a quagmire. The building entered the water jets in more than one place, and some classes had no glass windows. I remember well, for example, Fernando Savater giving his superb class, impeccably dressed, having shed his coat and his cap as he spoke and how he moved his fine white hands, which looked two or three rings. But we saw that their shoes were lost in mud. House brand, or location.
Zorroaga In those years, in fact, all that mattered little to us. We strongly enough to enjoy what the teachers told us, and we sipped greedily. The philosophy was in those classes so alive and captivating we went out plethoric, vitamins and boiling, wanting to dive into endless conversations that prolong the speech teacher, and books and more books than we expected and needed read.
In this group of students who exercised Txelis early leader. Txelis, just like that. It took time to realize that his name was Jose Luis Alvarez Santacristina. Nobody had elected to anything, but he had the makings of head and looked our delegate, natural and authoritative voice of the students. Only spoke Euskera (once I heard him speak in Castilian, but was in a bookstore where he was accompanying a older woman), yet was involved in all classes, although teachers did not understand anything of what he said, and although a forty or fifty percent of his colleagues nor we found out, or only partially. In shirt sleeves in winter, the more that we (I know he had been a seminarian), Txelis, which in environments Donosti nationalist borroka his reputation preceded him, as I told a classmate, had a particularly warm affinity one of the most fascinating professors, Víctor Gómez Pin, when I was inspired to leave us speechless with his lectures on Kant, Freud, Levi Strauss. I remember one day
en que Gómez Pin dejó que Txelis nos diera la clase. Tuvo que ser sobre Kant, porque en eso andábamos entonces. Yo no entendí nada o casi nada, por lo del euskera, pero, signo de los tiempos, tampoco me recuerdo molesto o inquieto: la culpa, pensábamos mansamente, estaba en nosotros, en quienes, de forma activa o pasiva, por convencidos o por estúpidos e irreflexivos, compartíamos los supuestos fundamentales del nacionalismo vasco y por tanto, al no saber euskera, éramos seres incompletos, limitados, inferiores.
Empezamos las clases en octubre, y en marzo de 1981 Txelis desapareció. Su presencia era tan ostensible que su ausencia no lo fue menos. Pero nadie habló del asunto, al menos delante me. We all understood, without a shadow of doubt that would have joined the "other side" for something related to ETA. That "other side" North or Iparralde Euskadi, then, Giscard's still time, it was for the House Tócame ETA Roque, place (enough) insurance.
In later years appeared in the newspapers sometime Txelis had become one of the leaders of ETA. And at the same time, I knew from other sources, Amicale (and thus safer), which was still considering Txelis while producing press releases and texts of ETA (remember the alternative KAS, advertised ad nauseam?) that teachers Zorroaga had qualified and approved to finish the race, and thanks to the decisive mediation Víctor Gómez Pin had become a doctor of philosophy from the Sorbonne. Everything that happened, we must remember, while ETA killed in cold blood and many were still, at least in part, in the dark. Aristotle, Kant, Wittgenstein Very interesting ... especially between appointments with the gunmen, writing all the justifications of the gunman and the car bomb, meetings, award of "commissions" and more meetings. (It is striking that in the eighties, with all the horrendous crimes committed ETA, many teachers make so much effort UPV Txelis for other colleagues, as if one could forget what was spent on everything ...)
Then came what we know from the newspapers: his arrest with the rest of the leadership of ETA in 1992, and its transformation , in prison, a dissident of the band, in time, they say, of an intensification of his religious faith. This past Sunday, "El Mundo" carried a story on him which spoke of the doctoral thesis of theology that is ending on Setién and Ellacuría priests, and how it uses its daily departures from prison (and just sleep in it) to go Mass and Communion regularly.
The State has been is being very gracious to Txelis. Soon, with only 18 years' imprisonment, to be free completely. If only for that, would be justified his silence, or his very few public statements have been made to talk about God, love your neighbor as yourself and comment upon the flowers of the field? Is not required to say something, clear, reasoned and honest about what really matters to us citizens? What is the degree of his repentance? What is your explanation of what he has done, and what has been away from ETA? On this, as anything that has to do with those years, said a single word Txelis public. How little we know of his political positions, in fact, because the police have intercepted internal communications in prisons.
We can not ask for anything to ever regret not having killed. With their only possible application of the law. Words are not needed. But those who repent, are not required to speak, to explain, to apologize publicly? Is not it disgusting posturing Txelis offended and silent when a reporter asks him something about his past and present political?
Since this is a blog, do not go into more extensive considerations on the issue of repentance. But suffice it to say "sorry"? One day I heard Gustavo Bueno said that the terrorists only have a dignified exit: suicide. I did not find any nonsense. How can you live with the past? What stands before him a exterrorista?
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