Linen and sequins and silk

Spain has a royal family; this is Europe, after all. You might have read about the King Juan Carlos saying "Why don't you shut up?" to Hugo Chavez a few years ago, or their less-publicized make-up a while later when the king gave Hugo a t-shirt with ¿Por qué no te callas? written on it, but mostly you don't hear too much about these Bourbons outside of Spain. Here in the estado español, the royal news coverage is mostly gossipy magazines showing glossy photos of pretty people doing things like being on vacation. But they've been in the news a lot lately, because one Iñaki Urdangarín, Duque de Palma and husband of the Infanta Cristina (doesn't infanta sound so much more dramatic than princess?), is in all kinds of trouble. He's accused of doing a bunch of sleazy stuff like laundering money through this foundation that he used to run.

...really? You're a goddamn duke and you still think you need more money? Joder. I guess it's possible that he didn't do it, innocent until proven guilty and all, but that seems unlikely.

People are understandably a little pissed off. They're also mad about most everything related to money right now. Iñaki spent something like 16 hours before something like a grand jury the other day and people gathered outside the courthouse to be mad at him together. (Protest doesn't seem like quite the right word, but they were definitely mad.) They were chanting "Urdangarín, trabaja en Burger King," which I imagine doesn't need translation.

In this economy, I bet Burger King already has about all the overqualified employees it can handle.