Many of us expected that Podemos would put up more resistance to the eviction (they had Supercolau as a point of reference) and that the rebuke of its ex-ministers would stretch for a few more TV news, but all we have to do is admire from the rearview mirror Moncloa's move to deactivate them. And to advise Feijóo – for free, not like others – to look for a Yolanda to add her to Vox.
We admit that there are not many ladies with charisma in the ultra-right. He likes Rocío de Meer, daughter of the patron of the Francisco Franco Foundation and lawyer of that captain who went to see Gaddafi to ask him to finance a coup in Spain, but he is not assimilated to the center-right.
Where, then, is Yolanda who gives Vox a Sumar without Nazi shouts or residual Francoism that scares the Spanish middle class? The Macarena Olona operation proved to be a failure when it lost on the 23rd in Andalusia. Rocío Monasterio also dropped points, after her husband, the ultra-liberal Iván Espinosa de los Monteros, was ousted from the party's new leadership, already in the hands of the Buxadé Catalans. These are well connected with Manfred Weber in Brussels, where, no matter how much he postulates - celebrated by Moncloa -, our other ultra-nationalist right, Junts, no longer requires a Yolanda, but a whole new leadership to go back to the polls. We Catalans don't even like to vote for losers.
So Feijóo, to save himself, would have to make a true tandem with Ayuso; but between them you can only perceive the "we'll go if you screw it up" thing, as if they were exes even before they had something together. Only Ayuso, for now, can phagocytize Vox by being Vox: What a woman! She scratches her nose at the nets and is congratulated by half a million Spaniards repeating: "Me gusta la fruta... Me gusta la fruta". (They say that on full moon nights, Netanyahu, distressed by Pedrito's rebuke, wanders like a zombie through the kibbutz whispering the fruit couplet).
And Feijóo, says Sánchez, it is still thought that you can win here with efficiency and modesty, when with four clichés on the networks it goes back in the polls.