First of all, a positive assessment: the word Spain creeps into political discourse and acquires the tone of normality that it should never have lost, because the only thing that was achieved was the replacement of the name of our country with the unfriendly term “state” . was to ensure that others appropriate the common heritage and create a rancid catalog of its essences. Spain and the Spaniards, without the need to constantly say Spanish men and women, a fussy way that slows down speeches without giving equality to equality. So let us return to Machado’s Spain, the one into which all Spaniards fit, to return to the poet so humorously quoted in the Cortes on Wednesday. We must give credit to the singer-songwriters for having managed, in a country where almost no one quotes poets by heart, to ensure that some of the lyrics have stuck with us thanks to the music. Googlelesque culture, as we saw in the convention gallery, informs us of verses that are much worse.
Spain is not broken and will not be broken. I would say that if there is such a thing as a national character, we Spaniards move from one side of the map to the other between warmth and toughness, between openness and cockiness, between sincerity and rudeness. And this always controversial mix of virtues and shortcomings was literally staged in an investiture session in which there was no lack of harshness and impoliteness, of insults and bad talk, but also of the sincerity of confession on the part of the party The already president that there is in Spain there is no other choice than to negotiate with all the Spaniards, as they have all done and will do, just as the PP will do if it manages to free itself from its obligations at some point. It is a fanatical version and decides , to return to shaking hands with those with whom, for economic reasons, it has more weight in defending the privileged classes.
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Somehow, Pedro Sánchez managed to get his voters to swallow the truth about attending an irritating spectacle in which everyone who received a measure of grace not only felt no gratitude, but also demanded and demands that tells the story in his own way, and threatens to break the deal once the wire is crossed. Perhaps, without intending to, Sánchez has paved the way for a future and hypothetical Feijóo who, with the support of the Junts, will become president without having to face the hordes of Ferraz waving Francoist symbols to protect Spain from democratic dictatorship to rescue. It’s all very crazy, listen. Far be it from me to give advice to the popular leader, but it would be wiser to make the opposition less brutal and watch from the sidelines as those who say they support investiture manage to do so by helping them present so many conditions that sound like strict warnings.
It will be a difficult legislative period, say experts. Those of us who are not experts fear not only a difficulty that prevents the passage of laws, but also that political acrimony permeates everything, columns, meetings, information, to the point that it may at some point intrude into our coexistence and she gets dirty sneaking into me. This anger has already been unleashed. A hundred meters from my house, on the same sidewalk, there is graffiti that says “Sánchez rat,” in the style of the “son of a bitch” that Ayuso whispered in Congress, or in the style of so many insults that have polluted the air from Ferraz all these past days. If the only way to oppose the PP is to delegitimize the president in his speech, we are ready; If the Guirigay is imposed on the parties that support the government, we are ready; If they are not able to give the country a little peace, to give us a truce, they will make sure that (as happened in Catalonia) we are silent at Christmas for fear of becoming enemies with the family and instead of twelve grapes we devour twelve toads.
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