Two who were also left hanging by their feet were Mark Renton, from Trainspotting, and Tyrone Slothrop, the American military man from Gravity's rainbow, a novel by Thomas Pynchon. Both, momentarily, while their heads were in the toilet. The first – the Renton of the film; the one in the book only puts his arm into it a little beyond the elbow, to retrieve two opium suppositories after evacuating to the soul; the second, also in the excused, to find the harmonica again. Abascal is the third to stick his head in to end up diving beyond the pipes. With differences: it is not fictional and nothing has been lost, in the latrine. It just digs in the filth to get noticed.
Ever since you were eavesdropped saying 33 that number hadn't been so unhelpful. The ultra-right deputies do not count and their leader goes from Astrakhanada to Astrakhanada. You have to go on TV.
He affirmed in Clarín that "the people will want to hang Sánchez by the feet". The problem is that no one pays attention to Abascal anymore, because he lives in hyperbole. No one believes him. At X there were comments, many, true, as Fernando H. Valls noted yesterday in this space. But more comments doesn't mean more noise, and the buzz it caused among the tweeting community was rather meager.
The media are obliged to cover it - for general interest and clicks -, including the PSOE, but the network is driven by other stimuli. That day people were more busy charging against Xavi for the game against Girona of his team "under construction" (!?), or distracted with the compilation of the infinite number of goal assists wasted by the one that even the press Madrid called Benzemal. Only the voxera parish added sauce. "Somewhere else, they should hang him...", was the most widespread thought. Very original.
Compare that with what Pablo Casado said in October 2017: "Don't let history repeat itself because they end up like Companions!". There was revelry here.
Abascal tried to justify later, in Congress, that this "hanging by the feet" does not allude to the end of Mussolini, but is a "colloquial expression". Hard to believe when you've been talking about "Sánchez's dictatorship" for weeks or comparing him to Hitler. Or when your own general secretary assures hours before that the reference is historical.
Slothrop, the one from Gravity's rainbow, has a superpower: every time he flies a Nazi V2 rocket he has an erection, not intended, but as a warning. Abascal also throws his verbal bombs, but he no longer excites or makes anyone wet.
