It is a quiet evening in Madrid. As you're walking through the La Latina barrio, you are enamoured into the sublime beauty of the San Francisco el Grande Basilica...
Suddenly. Your ears are rocked by a mighty explosion; what your eyes however are seeing is unbelievable! The dome of the basilica is slowly collapsing, as the structural integrity is collapsing.
You don't believe what you're seeing; what your eyes are seeing is a travesty, an insult to God himself.
Suddenly, on the street, a raving maniac appears. A being, no more human, is dancing with movements that only possessed and the lunatics are able of. Singing on the top of his lungs the dreaded Marseillaise, without breath, then screaming "I DID IT! I DID IT! THE FASCES NOW KNOW FEAR!".
Anger overtakes you. With holy might brought by God himself, you punch him in the face, right as he was beginning to sing "Liberty, cherished Liberty". Then you hear yourself saying "May God have mercy on your soul, commie.".
As you drag his unconscious body to the nearest intelligence office, you know what the solution is. And who must be punished. For that this heresy will be soon cured...
On the other day...
"This is Radio Espana, bringing you the latest news. A terrifying terrorist attack happened in San Francisco el Grande Basilica during the evening Mass. At least a hundred are confirmed dead. French terrorist caught by a wary citizen nearby. This will not go unpunished."
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Obviously, this is a declaration of war against France. I call to my allies to join me...