Yesterday was the "Official Opening of The Spanish Justice (what?) Year". This means that all the judges and dignitaries make endless speeches about how great they are, after the two-month holiday they have given themselves. The King Juan Carlos was there, and boy does he have a lot of medals. I suppose they would be things like "The Order of the Cognac Bottle", "Knight-Commander of the Screwed Actress" and "Congressional Medal of Witlessness". He slurred his words rather more than usual, though I suppose if you have to sit through several hours of meaningless drivel, it's fair enough to have a slurp or two of the hipflask.
Meanwhile in the real world of law enforcement: ETA are getting sloppier and sloppier. They ambushed two Basque policemen on Sunday night, catching them totally by surprise and shooting them at pointblank range with sawn-off shotguns. Result: two injured cops, one dead terrorist. Best wishes to the cops for full recovery. Good riddance to the terrorist motherfucker.