Irene Montero and the dance of the vampires

I have sometimes referred to the funny Roman Polanski movie, the vampire dance. A crazy professor goes to Transylvania with his favorite disciple of his with the mission of investigating the vampire phenomenon. The boy falls in love with a young innkeeper who is bitten by the Dracula on duty without him knowing it. In the end, the professor, the disciple and the girl go back to civilization on a sleigh. He drives the professor while the lovebirds ride in the back. Along the way, the new vampire bites her boyfriend and a voice in off says, more or less, that the professor who had gone to study on site It turns out that biting bats are taken with them to invade the entire planet.

Irene Montero has dedicated her short and eventful life to defending women, especially those who think like her. And the result is that they are releasing the vampires who attacked them into the world. This without taking into account the irreconcilable separation that she has carried out between many men and women, along the lines of what Franco did in the civil war and forty years later, in this matter she has teachers like Sánchez and Pablo Iglesias. To make matters worse, the minister and her minions react in a way that is very familiar to me from my life experience and as a university professor. The best defense is a good attack, what happens is that you have to know how to attack with solid foundations and these personnel do not know how to keep quiet when the one who knows the most speaks or knows the word self-criticism or the concept of humility. In their delirium, they see sexists and looks everywhere, not only are they coming home drunk at the time they decide, but already with delirium tremens.

We are before the generation of children yesterday empowered and today occupying chairs of ministries and the like. I have come across quite a few of them in the exam revisions: they have completely passed the subject throughout the course with the excuse that they are working or that they have had the Covid or a stay at the University of Manchuria. They have not requested a tutorial either face-to-face, online or by email. They get a 1 or 2 on the exam and then they show up, they go to reviews and they question you on the questions you’ve put them aside from shamelessly stating that they deserve a pass. They skip the provisions of the European Higher Education Area (EHEA) that require a certain class attendance and follow the subject and on top of that they try to be above the teacher like Montero and his assistants act in relation to the judges.

Sometimes I have told my face-to-face students that today one of them can go directly from the desk to the Cortes and from there to a ministry, it is enough that they are signed by Podemos and they are docile. I know the rest even on a personal level, I was an excessively pampered only child whose parents reproached him with a phrase: “This child always wants to get away with it.” And it was true, even if it wasn’t my fault, in principle. But it was later, I have paid and I pay for those tantrums of an idiot infant. Parents and educators in general don’t have to be there your whole life. First they educate you, then you re-educate yourself, pure Descartes: one, criticism of received knowledge; two, formulation of a new ethics. The new ethics is carried out after a fierce self-criticism that puts you in your place. I have discarded in my self-education, first, the destructive religion for being an imaginary that mentally kills or starts fighting humans. Second, to the Marxist alternative – not to its historical materialism. Therefore, quite a few years ago I threw these pseudo-Marxists into the trash can. Deep down they are just angry children who see ghosts everywhere and lack the ability to rectify and the virtue of recognizing that they could have been wrong. Hence they spread cannibal stupidity throughout the world.

Irene Montero and the dance of the vampires