I know a thing or two about these things. Back in the early '70s, I was in Spain with my brothers Michael and Johnny; the three of us were attending a Spanish high school. As part of this arrangement, we had to handle all necessary requirements, uppermost being the requirement for patience dealing with the most incoherent bureaucracy ever visited on man. There was no problem Spaniards couldn't make worse by a factor of 10 just by tackling it.
Officially, we never attended school in Spain. Why? Because it was impossible for an American to register. Every couple of Saturdays, we would take the train to Madrid to visit the Ministry of This or Ministry of That (never offices, mind you, always "ministries"). We'd lug the folders with the ever-growing mountain of paperwork, in duplicate, triplicate, quadruplicate, and who knows why. After the prerequisite interminable wait, the paper pusher would examine the document carefully, harrumph where appropriate and then, pen firmly pinched between finger and thumb, perched ominously over the paper, he'd begin furiously drawing concentric circles in the air, and when the circling motion reached supersonic speed, he'd drop the pen to the paper and watch as first the paper was covered by massive circles of ink inside of which was placed a name so flowery as to make John Hancock blush with envy. Ah, the self-delusion.
That would be followed by the cannonade -- Bam! Bam! Bam! -- as the official stamp of the Ministry of Confusion pounded page after page. The official seal of approval now bestowed, we were instructed to proceed -- to the next ministry. Back to school, back to Madrid, back to school, back and forth -- until after several months, we finally surrendered and abandoned the mission, which is why none of us attended high school in Spain, in my case for three years.
But, oh, did we laugh at the insanity of it all! We simply could not believe the startling incompetence, on so many levels, of the socialist government. We'd shake our heads in wonderment that common sense could be so elusive for these mindless bureaucrats. It was incomprehensible to us as Americans.
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