At last we have had a Sánchez-Feijóo, even if it is in the Senate, so that we can all give ourselves the pleasure of taking sides and choosing the head on which to place the winner's laurel. Or even, whether it's because of picajoso or because of the good character that prevents bloodshed on behalf of anyone, solemnly declare that what has happened is a tie, either to successes, or to errors. Sanchez is not dead. Sánchez plays attack. Sánchez wants to recover lost ground. Feijoo hold on. Feijóo does not allow himself to be taken to the orchard. Feijóo plays the role of president. Very well! Bravo for them and for their interests. That is all. And you, where do you stay in this type of debate?
What is important about you is only your use value. That is, your future vote. And that is the only role reserved for him. Of course –sorry!– it does not occupy in the heads of our heroes, in spectacles such as the Senate, the place of the citizen fearful of his present who needs to reconcile himself with the idea of being in good hands because whoever governs and whoever aspires to doing so have no other objective than to alleviate today and tomorrow. Once again, a debate has been nothing more than an attempt to take advantage of the party, even though inflation is in double digits and we have a Tourmalet of difficulties ahead of us.
So much disappointment undoubtedly derives from an excess of romanticism and a disastrous management of expectations. Despite repeated frustrations, we remain loyal to the conviction that much more can be expected from politics. Perhaps we should abandon that poetic path that leads nowhere other than moodiness. Not without first writing at least one explicit line about what the Sánchez-Feijóo encounter was in the Upper House: a trigger. Concealed by the minutes and the expectation, but trigger.
Beyond what the players gave of themselves, we must also take note of the behavior of the fans. The Spain that explains, writes and judges is longed for to the limits of the sickness of bipartisanship. There is a disproportionate interest, shared by PSOE and PP, each with their gossips, to alter reality by simplifying it on a journey to a past that no longer exists. As if the effective multiparty system had been a failed experiment that must be diluted in any way. The Spain of the future will continue to belong to Sánchez or it will belong to Feijóo. As if we didn't know by now that this is not going to be the case and that the script for this film will continue to reserve a leading role for secondary actors. What's more, without these there is no possible film, even if you search and search your personal video library for the good Pedro Vallín. Call yourselves Vox, United We Can, whatever Mrs. Yolanda Díaz, nationalists, independentists and other artists are inventing. But it was decided, after the Andalusian elections, that it is time to show that all these people who exist and will exist will not count in the future. Forward then with the tale of the milkmaid and return to bipartisan narratives as impossible as, apparently, comforting.
If the Sánchez-Feijóo party disappointed, what can we say about the unfortunate spectacle in which it is already a tradition that the solemn opening of the judicial year becomes on account of the impossible political agreement that should allow the renewal of the General Council of the Judiciary? Its president, also of the Supreme Court, Carlos Lesmes, distributed tow in front of Felipe VI to Pedro Sánchez and Alberto Núñez Feijóo, threatened to resign shortly and left in his speech a pearl for history: “The mess is so great that it had not been A similar situation has occurred in the leadership of Spanish justice throughout the history of our democracy. Faced with the temptation to applaud Mr. Lesmes and blame this dead man exclusively on politicians, the president of the referees will have to be reminded that the most prominent robes have some fault in the disaster that he now denounces. Politicians fight to control them because they have allowed themselves to be controlled without hesitation and will continue to be so. Again, how about you? Well, subjected to the eternal curse: have lawsuits and win them.
