Spain is a 300-page beautiful, rambling essay about Spain’s national identity.
Alba Rico, a profoundly erudite professor of literature in Tunisia, never read Cervantes or Galdós (the Spanish Dickens) because he was so leftist that he couldn’t abide the thought of doing something as patriotic as reading these national authors. When leftism became too virulent and stupid for Alba Rico to abide, he finally read these authors and realized what an incredible moron he had been to avoid them and to despise the idea of homeland and national culture.
This realization led him to write this book and explore the subject of national identity and the reasons why the left has abandoned the concepts of nation and patriotism. I can’t say I agree with Alba Rico in everything. Many of his beliefs I don’t share. But the book is great. And it’s great to see even lifelong leftists realize that they’ve been duped into believing some rabidly stupid stuff.