Certainly, as a child, Alberto Núñez Feijóo wrote letters to the Kings of the East asking for gifts that they did not bring him. Perhaps this is where their lack of trust in Correos comes from. Or as a teenager, letters to girlfriends that got no response. Or letters that he didn't have the courage to write or answer. When they reprimanded him, he claimed that it was the postman who lost them. And in the case of Their Majesties the Kings of the East, it was the postman who didn't deliver it and that's why instead of a scalextrix they brought him a drug trafficker on a yacht. Always the fault, the postman. When he loses the election on Sunday, the postman will also be to blame.
There is always a letter that doesn't arrive, an explanation, a why that stays at the bottom of a mailbox or a post office. They are the letters that are written and not sent. Those that are said not to have been received. The ones that may carry inside that they still love you or that regret having whitewashed the extreme right. Those cards, that kind of cards. Letters that Núñez Feijóo would deny having written, having received, I don't know what they are talking about or check his notes, journalist.
Remember the other day on television. There, too, the postman was to blame. We grant that an alleged inaccuracy in the debate, which Carlos Alsina already pointed out as a lie days later, keeps her in front of Silvia Intxaurrondo, projecting on her the suspicion that she is the one lying. Núñez Feijóo, fearless, fires his lie at whoever is telling the truth. With such certainty that it creates doubt, just as an abuser does about his victim. Making you doubt what you know to be true, manipulating your reality, allows him to lock you into the delusion of the liar as his best way to tell the truth.
This Sunday, voting to have the extreme right in the government of your country will not be the postman's responsibility. It will be yours.
