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Marca and propaganda - part 2 (9th March, 2017)

Two days ago, I wrote a piece called Marca and propaganda (read it here), where I wrote that "The key to propaganda isn't quality. It's volume." I stand by those words, but I forgot something obvious but absolutely crucial.

Shameless repetition.

My point? Propaganda isn't so much brainwashing as cramming an opinion down another person's throat. The evidence? Marca.

Let these series of pictures speak for themselves.

06/03/2017, 20:11 CET (Read it here)


07/03/2017, 14:41 CET (Read it here)


07/03/2017, 16:38 CET (Read it here)


08/03/2017, 11:40 CET (Read it here)


Still don't see it? Notice how with each successive piece they're incorporating the previous piece too. You know what's even more disturbing? These four pieces were consecutive

Oh, and the very next piece was about how the ADRV was denouncing the banning of 17 Rayo fans by Presa, and that the players would show their support of the cause (here). Before you look at it though, want to bet it's less than 200 words? 

In other news, AS ran a piece on how La Liga is the only league with three female club presidents (read it here), bettering the EPL, Ligue 1 or the Bundesliga. Oh, and by the way, all those three countries has professional women's football. Guess a country which doesn't?

Also, it turns out Cádiz will be wearing a special jersey in honor of International Women's Day against Rayo. It's cute that they need specially made shirts - Rayo just need to wear their second kit which already has a pink stripe and has been used to donate to multiple charities. Suck on that Cádiz.

(Nah I'm just kidding, Cádiz are an amazing club with amazing fans and a piece on the relationship between Rayo and them is coming soon....)

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