You gaslight as much as any leftist/globalist/WEF scumbag does.
So, is there, or is there not, a direct correlation between rising energy costs and consumer goods pricing? If, for instance, a pizza shop paid 500 Euros per month for gas for its ovens and a year later pays 1500, does that make it more or less likely that the shop will fail? Does it make it more or less likely that the cost to make pizzas will rise dramatically and therefore its customers will have to pay more for a pizza?
You know the answers. Stop gaslighting. And while you're at it, tell the millions of Europeans who barely squeak by every month due to rocketing costs that they're full of crap and that "There is more money coming in for most of you than ever." "
Now, who, exactly, comprises the "hordes" of tourists you see? Do you interview them and then tally where they come from?
Still won't answer the questions about that cowardly scumbag Davydov?
Your silence is your answer.
Thought so.
A side question: Are you Eastern European? Youcraynian? Your writing style points in that direction.
Latest Nat Gas in Europe
Lowest since May 2021
https://tradingeconomics.com/commodity/eu-natural-gas
https://gmk.center/en/news/electricity-prices-in-europe-fell-amid-falling-demand/
Btw, check out Spanish electric prices vs Italian. We pay almost half. You guys need a new government.
I have spoken to lots of tourists, yes. We are gregarious people. Also, for some weird reason people are always asking me directions. I must look like I know what I’m doing. I don’t, but whatever, I CAN wing it.
Britons, Germans - I once interpreted for a bunch of Germans in Malaga. I don’t speak German. They spoke very little English (surprise, that) and no Spanish. We used (bad) French! - Swedes, Belgians (found some Flemish Alatriste fans! Who knew?), Dutch, French, Czech,.. even a few Filipinos. And a Senegalese. No Americans, who knows why.
Spanish! Well, Basque, but we lot choose one or the other as it suits.
By way of our old colony, the Philippines, flavored by my dad’s and grandads British employer (we first went to Europe, via Ceylon, Aden and Suez, on the last P&O liner, the great “Oriana”, we had golliwogs and read Enid Blyton), and almost 40 years in California. I’m an obvious foreigner everywhere. I am globalism embodied in human flesh.