I don't know if this August has been the worst month in the life of Alberto Núñez Feijóo, as Lucía Méndez has written in El Mundo, but it is clear that it has been long, he has not enjoyed it and, what is more important, he has not He has succeeded in his efforts to reach the Moncloa. He contrasts his serious face with Sánchez's relaxed appearance in their recent meeting alone in Congress. The acting president went on vacation after the tough electoral campaign and has returned fresh as a rose, while his closest collaborators went down to the mine to secure the votes that would allow Sánchez to repeat as head of the Government.
This image in the middle of summer reminded me of the poet Josep Vicenç Foix, when a century ago he went to El Port de la Selva for the summer after reading El Cafè de la Marina by Josep Maria de Sagarra. Foix, passing in front of the aforementioned establishment, heard the fishermen joking about the immaculate and ironed “white bottoms” of the vacationers as opposed to the well-worn blue trousers of the seafarers. The poet bought some of this same color so as not to be distinguished, in order to be able to converse with the fishermen. Sánchez has made the most of his holidays in blue pants and printed T-shirts during his days in Morocco and Lanzarote, erasing political meetings from his agenda. Feijóo has had few hours off, as he has tried to speak with almost all the parties to force his investiture, without time to change.
The meeting between Pedro Sánchez and Alberto Núñez Feijóo was a dialogue of the deaf. The leader of the PP asked him to let him rule for two years before going to other elections, in exchange for six State pacts. He reminded me of a monologue by Joan Capri, which my grandmother loved, entitled The castaway. The humorist recounted the shipwreck on a cruise, where he got a life preserver. Another man next to him was not as lucky and would borrow it from him: "I just go there and come back." "But you can't see that I'm using it," Capri replied, while the unfortunate man insisted "leave it to me, leave it to me" while he sank. Lifeguards are not provided in shipwrecks, nor are two years of power in Moncloa.
