Laureano Álvarez, candidate for mayor of Teguise, gave away, really, in a good way, free tattoos. For all. No age limit, neither above nor below (once the majority is reached and only for residents, that is). It was his gift to share "our love for Teguise". You went where he told you and they marked you. Love and politics for Teguise on the surface. Forever.
With the same enthusiasm, Ramón Celma promised that, if the PP wins, he will pay 80 cents for each rabbit killed in one of the 81 municipalities in Zaragoza where they feel that this animal is redundant. And if, already in Madrid, Roberto Sotomayor sold in the name of Podemos the construction of 131 "beaches" (or whatever) for each neighborhood of the capital, Díaz Ayuso offered a plant for every balcony, patio or roof terrace (without specifying which It will be done in houses without a balcony, patio or roof terrace or if they do not have a house) of the Madrid municipalities where their own rule.
Pedro Sánchez also entered that same bid. The president improved the president's bet by ensuring that, wherever the PSOE wins, "all the residents will have a park less than 300 meters away, they will see three trees from their house and their neighborhoods will have 30% plant cover"; while, at the other extreme, Abascal lashed out at everything and everyone outlining a plan to end climate paranoia.
Promises, promises, promises... absurd, or not, but promises, those of the tattoos and the rabbits, those of the beaches, balcony plants and trees for everyone and even those of Abascal's stubborn anti-ecological fanaticism, with the that at least some at some point in this tiresome campaign have shown some interest in what is ours.
For ours. For that massive generation of boomers and first millennials, forties and fifties, who are left with a span of noses. Without cinema for two euros, free trips, universal inheritances, guarantees, improvements in retirement... Those old boomers have felt excluded. They have excluded us. But we are many. So many that we are also the ones who decide tomorrow. If we vote, of course. We do not promise anything.