In twelfth century Europe, under the laudable purpose of removing
everything that would break the dogma of the Catholic Faith from
society, the Church began persecuting and harassing anyone who
professed beliefs which contradicted the customs and ideals of the
Faithful. Granted full powers, bishops and archbishops terrorized the
people to incriminate and acuse others, under oath, of any heresy or
secret gatherings.

Although official documents authorized torture only “without excess,”
torture often ended in executions and mutilations in order to obtain
the defendant’s confession, in the name of God and of the Church. What
we know today as the “Holy (Spanish) Inquisition” is part of the dark
history of Europe and Spain in particular, but in its day was sacred
and divine.

It is not my intention to submit a similarity between the atrocities
of ecclesiastical institutions of the Middle Ages and the highest
levels of cyclists today. I mean to say that things are not bad in
small doses, the injustice comes with the excess.

From my point of view, cheating and fraud are not a matter of culture,
it is ingrained in human beings as part of our nature, and throughout
history, there has not only been cheating and swindling that triggered
the great struggles, but the disproportionate and excessive
repression, and dark purposes of the inquisitor.

Although cycling’s sin is undeniable, no one has the absolute truth. A
public confession by a defendant would do little for the prosperity of
a sport that has already seen some, and those only served to fuel more
disbelief (in the sport). On the contrary, it helps to set up a system
with impenetrable walls and secret agendas.

However, the only sacred and divine confession would be repentance at
all levels, not just the defendant.

Word of a heretic.

Posted in El Pais, by Ezequiel Mosquera

Translated by TheSkullCrusher -