On July 23, election day, was Spain the same as always? My opinion is that it was and perhaps a little more. Reductionist is to think that Spain is only made up of two parts, left and right, and that it is not a complex double or triple mosaic.
It is disturbing to hear, at a rally, Sosa, the most voted mayor in Spain, call those who do not vote for the Canarian obedience parties call totorotas with Canarian wit, because the other parties, the popular and the socialist, are not going to give us the bitches. The somewhat particular language is his, not mine.
The right-wing media gurus have sunk Feijoo for wandering around the Spanish house like ghosts looking for something they do not remember and that they will not find because it no longer exists, although it has been like that for generations. A deformed Spain. Everything leads us to a horrible market where nobody believes in anything or everyone only believes in falsehoods or interests.
There were many Sosas preaching in Spain, in Catalonia, in the Basque Country, in Navarre, in Galicia, in Las Palmas and in Tenerife and they were all reflected in the mirrors of the Callejón del Gato. Let’s remember those two mirrors that were installed in Madrid’s Barrio de las Letras, to attract customers from restaurants and taverns and that returned the distorted image. Pure center of gravity of the world of Valle Inclán.
In both mirrors the images were reflected distorted, but with more beautiful shapes in the concave mirror. Eternal Valley Inclan. Deformed Spain, perpetual vision.
Each merchant of the vote went with joy to the mirrors to see who would get the piece that completed the puzzle. And he did not touch the Canarian parties that had already been blessed by fortune on other occasions. The piece of the puzzle in the form of a dry bean of the roscón de reyes fell to Puigdemont’s party.
Once I express the high level of contempt I feel for that disloyal and loquinary outlaw, I must claim that we must not ignore that the voters of Junts per-Cat are located on the right edge of the ideological spectrum of the Popular Party. In the same position and in the same wind as the Navarrese or Canarian nationalists.
They are not in Waterloo but in Catalonia. They are the right-wing bourgeoisie and have no moral inferiority compared to their counterparts in the Canary Islands, who obtained their non-decisive piece of the puzzle in Tenerife. Similar, only that they express themselves with different accents. We do not believe that in the Callejón del Gato some are deformed, but not others.
The canary and the Catalan are of the same species and it is known that the political system does not distinguish individuals, it only respects the species.
In the struggle to get the cow’s teat, he only has four, the puzzle piece jumped out for Puigdemont’s party and here the problem arises because it is one thing to want to take the bitches, those that are not totorotas according to Sosa and another is take the cow The nature of the problem is similar, the level of the earthquake different.
Spain will settle the matter because together we are stronger than those who frequent the Callejón del Gato. Velis nolis, like it or not.
A grand coalition solves the problem. But with a broad brush and here the precision brush is necessary. Almost a hundred years ago Manuel Azaña went from sympathizing with the Catalan cause to feeling tortured by it. That wound does not heal, curing it is killing the sick. That he is also not sick, it is simply so.
Perhaps for this reason and for coexistence with the problem, a cold and distant, pragmatic and protean Sánchez is appropriate, an impenetrable mask. You have to deal with an exceptional circumstance and the piece of the puzzle that completes it turned out to be a deus ex machina and when he appeared on the scene, we saw Puigdemont. We will have to deal with that misfortune.
Or perhaps it is appropriate given the heteroclitic and unique nature of all this that is happening to us to ask for a second opinion. To them, to the Spanish people. Vote again. It could be enlightening, but it could also be frustrating. We should only demand more peace and less media noise from that second chance, because Spaniards are not deaf.