The footballer Gerard Piqué has hung up his boots and died with his boots on, sportingly speaking, because outside Barça he doesn't feel like sweating his shirt, hence the epicness of his decision, which connects with cowboys and Indians cinema. The Lonely Hero!
The wonderful thing about the matter is that the same Camp Nou that gave him whistles in his penultimate performance collapsed days later to fire him, in tears, without the "Visca Catalunya!" de rigueur –go to know why– and a “I'll be back” to the general MacArthur much celebrated by the respectable, who as soon gets excited about Joan Laporta and votes for him as Caesar as he acclaims and encourages a potential Brutus.
The public and the masses are like that. Volatile, malleable and capricious, one day generosity, another cruelty, in perfect unanimity, which is the danger of crowds. The anecdote of Piqué and the Camp Nou is insignificant but illustrative that the masses change moods like the energy of the rate, except in France, where they always have bad coffee and demand bread instead of croissants.
The masses are more fickle than ever or so it seems to me. Today President Joe Biden may well take a hit in the renovation of the Capitol, without this meaning the automatic return of Donald Trump to the White House in 2024 because there are two years left and the Americans have already rejected him in 2020, when more than a presidential election to use a personal plebiscite on Trump was settled.
Apparently, humanity in 2022 is more individualized thanks to networks, which allow growth on demand. And yet, the masses are in good health, always waiting for a leader or a smart person to whistle or applaud, idolize or devour, because, deep down, unanimity reassures us. They harm as individuals, they comfort as a herd.
I already understand the emotional farewell to Piqué -to whom I would have gladly joined-, despite the incoherence of the recent whistles, the hypocrisy of the board and the spirit of the character, who has hung up his boots and has forgotten Catalonia but not of the ego.
