The writer and painter Narcís Comadira writes an article in the Ara in which he warns us that this July has been strange, with elections out of time that have not clarified anything, some watermelons and melons with soaring prices and some peaches and apricots with little taste. And, as if that were not enough, yesterday the first Barcelona-Madrid of Spanish football was played 9,000 kilometers away, when we were still packing our suitcases. Don't tell me that the world wasn't better when it was predictable, when things happened when he played and Josep Pla explained the four seasons to us in Les hores.
Nothing anticipates what awaits us in August, but we must have as little hope with the fruit as with the politicians for the month that follows. It is a strange way to start the holidays knowing that in two weeks the League begins and the Congress Table is constituted, when neither templates nor agreements have yet been completed. And when watermelons and melons are still just as expensive and tasteless. We are going on vacation with the Mediterranean forests burning and the war thundering at the gates of Europe. But we decided that we will worry about climate change and the horror in Ukraine on the way back.
July has still given us a last-minute surprise: the postal vote has granted one more seat to the PP and one less to the PSOE, so if Pedro Sánchez wants to be president, the abstention of Junts will not be enough, he will need their support. After listening to the leaders of Carles Puigdemont's party, with the “Ja n'hi ha prou” banner in hand and saying that this was not from the right or the left, but from Catalonia or Spain, I am not optimistic about leaving the labyrinth we have entered.
It is possible that with the postal vote the bill to be paid by the left in Waterloo has risen. Narcís Comadira in the aforementioned article warns that the intelligent thing would be for the independence movement not to ask for the moon, but for transfers and investments. He surely writes it before the danger of an unexpected eclipse and we are left in the dark. And that watermelons and melons no longer have taste.
