Word: riveras
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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What set it off was the brutal murder early last week of the leader of the Spanish monarchists, able, eloquent Deputy José Calvo Sotelo, onetime Minister of Finance under the late Dictator Primo de Rivera. Calvo had just notified the Government that he planned to interpellate it next day on the riots. Assault Guardsmen called on Calvo with a warrant, took him off in their police car, dumped his body, shot, mangled and bashed, at Madrid's Municipal Cemetery (TIME, July...
Shocking to all Europe this week and fraught with danger of fresh revolution in Spain was news that men uniformed as Government Assault Guards had atrociously murdered Royalist Leader Jose Calvo Sotelo. onetime Finance Minister to the late Dictator Primo de Rivera. Bursting into his home, they kidnapped Senor Calvo Sotelo in an Assault Guard's truck, butchered him with clubs, knives, bullets and dumped his mangled carcass in the Madrid Municipal Cemetery...
Hero of the skirmish was the clerk of the court. Carefully balancing a heavy glass inkwell, he watched for an opportunity, let fly. It caught Jose Antonio Primo de Rivera under the temple, stopped the riot. Thirty-seven Fascists in the courtroom were arrested. Fascist Primo de Rivera was hurried to a clinic to have his head patched, then put back in his cell to cool off for five months more...
Jose Antonio Primo de Rivera seemed stunned for a moment, then suddenly let out a roar like a wounded bull. He took his cap and flung it straight over the head of the presiding judge at the figure of Justice on the wall, tore off his gown and stamped on it. "Bastards!" he screamed, "Bastards! Up Spain! There is no more justice in this country...
...plaster statuet of Justice went sail ing through the air, crashed against the wall. Like prudent woodchucks the three judges ducked, shouting orders to clear the court. All over the courtroom Fascists and police were mixing it up. Furious Primo de Rivera kicked impotently at the panels of the bench itself, swept off files of papers...