The August that awaits us

The writer and painter Narcís Comadira writes an article in the Ara where he warns us that this July has been strange, with an untimely election that has not clarified anything, some watermelons and melons with skyrocketing prices and some peaches and apricots being displeased .

Oliver Thansan
Oliver Thansan
29 July 2023 Saturday 05:00
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The August that awaits us

The writer and painter Narcís Comadira writes an article in the Ara where he warns us that this July has been strange, with an untimely election that has not clarified anything, some watermelons and melons with skyrocketing prices and some peaches and apricots being displeased . And, to make matters worse, yesterday the first Barcelona-Madrid game in Spanish football was played 9,000 kilometers away, when we were still packing. Don't tell me that the world wasn't better when it was predictable, when things happened when it played and Josep Pla explained the four seasons to us in Les hores.

Nothing anticipates what awaits us in August, but we can have as little hope with the fruit as with the politicians for the coming month. It's a rare way to start the holidays knowing that in two weeks the League starts and the Congress Bureau is formed, when neither templates nor pacts have yet been completed. And when watermelons and melons are still as expensive and tasteless. We go on holiday with the Mediterranean forests burning and war thundering at the gates of Europe. But we decide that we will worry about climate change and the horror in Ukraine on the way back.

July has still given us a last-minute surprise: the vote by mail has awarded one more seat to the PP and one less to the PSOE, so if Pedro Sánchez wants to be president, Junts' abstention will not be enough , but will need your support. After listening to the leaders of Carles Puigdemont's party, with the "Enough is enough" banner in hand and saying that this was not from the right or the left, but from Catalonia or Spain, I am not optimistic about leaving the labyrinth we have entered.

It is possible that with the postal vote the bill for the left to pay in Waterloo has gone up. Narcís Comadira in the aforementioned article warns that the most intelligent thing would be for independence not to ask for the moon in a cave, but for transfers and investments.

He probably writes this in the face of the danger of an unexpected eclipse and we are left in the dark. And that watermelons and melons no longer taste good.