Sometimes it seems that we live in a time not of decadence, but of stupor in the face of the cultural destruction that has already taken place. It is as if we were in the midst of the rubble, perplexed and without action. Gone are the safe, the stable, the “certain”, gone are the north and the good; words have been emptied of meaning and criteria deconstructed, while the subversive has been put on a pedestal. Culturally, absurdities stand out that, after a moment of brilliance, are soon forgotten and replaced by others; and in this succession in which nothing lasts but the nonsense, there seems to be nothing firm to stand on.