A Catalan went to Nantucket
Nobody knew him so fuck it
His body was stout
He spoke with a pout
They drowned him in the next bucket.
Artur Mas, or as his government calls him More President, is presently in Massachusetts. Some months ago, on the last congress of his CDC party, he already elevated Massachusetts to the example to follow.
(Do not google only CDC and Massachusetts, the result will be much opposed to what the Catalan CDC is, and does.)
In the same congress, Mr Mas spoke also prominently of Ithaka (search "Ithaca" in the last link) as the desired final national destination. Ithaka has some history here since national-Catalan singer-songwriter Lluís Llach made a poem by K.P. Kavafis (here's a nice version with Sean Connery and Vangelis) into a song. Anyway, we all know the story of Odysseus. Ithaka is now the long-lost home to Catalan nationalists, in short independence. And all enemies end up dead. Yay.
Ithaka is in Greece, a place today many avoid to be associated with. President Mas has never been there. He went to Massachusetts instead, he found his heaven there. Or his haven: Massachusetts has its own very well known island called Nantucket.
From Nantucket once sailed the Pequod on Captain Ahab's quest to kill the beast named Moby Dick. It is easy to imagine that Moby Dick represents Spain...
"I spit my last breath at thee, oh damned whale!"
You already know where this is going.
I now will make one of my very rare predictions: Artur Mas has nothing in common with the Cunning One. He is obsessed with himself and bitterly will he end like Captain Ahab. His harpoons will not be Odysseus's arrows, he'll get tied up in the web he is spinning, and the last time we'll see him it will be as if his dead hand was waving goodbye.
"He's dead, but he beckons."
Nobody knew him. So fuck it.
Don't call me Ishmael. I'll jump ship just in time.