The right’s out on another freemasonry scare. The kind of paranoia popularised by Franco’s official historian (whose work is often quite as bad as anything produced by the left-wing historians who came to power in the 80s) and his mates may explain why at least three people try to run me down every time I cycle through town, one trouser leg rolled up. On the other hand, it may not. (Anyway, I thought Bono was a secret member of the PP.)
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