Those who today have the power and the ability to address mass audiences have a responsibility, to treat their interlocutors as intelligent beings. Joan Laporta, who wanted to be a politician and immediately fell by the wayside, yesterday recalled those fleeting times by borrowing the populist suit, probably the one that best suits him. In his two hours and six minutes of appearance there was not even a second for self-criticism and there were long paragraphs to justify the unjustifiable, which is what it consists of making a millionaire from an individual with whom the conflict of interest is obvious based on money that does not it is their own and in exchange for services inflated to indecent limits.
It is obvious that behind Laporta's speech there is a legal strategy that seeks exculpation (his, mainly), but it would have been nice to make it compatible with a mea culpa directed at the partners, especially those who know how to distinguish between food and dung, and are capable of feeling strange being part of the prevailing gregariousness. Those disoriented (or angry) partners deserved an explanation of why so much of their own resources were lost and why, if everything was so normal, everything was kept secret for so many years. Justice will already decide on the legality or not of the matter. Now, the stain overturned on the discourse of values, overused to satiety (please, lock it in a drawer and throw the key into the sea) is the one that deserved the slightest apology.
Instead, we were invited to sit on the leatherette seats of an old DeLorean to watch the verbal display (Laporta is still a skilled speaker) of a cascade of accusations against the foreign enemy (Thebes, Madrid and Real Madrid, media outlets). communication not related to those that must be pursued...) that would have moved Josep Lluís Núñez himself.
When a Madrid media outlet accused the club of doping years ago without proof, it was not necessary for Barcelona to ask for unity because it came naturally. Laporta is now claiming that union by proclaiming that nobody at Barça paid to buy referees, a trick request because the culés partners already know that. What they still don't know is why they enriched a guy like Enríquez Negreira without being consulted. That is the question. Laporta tried to relativize what was paid, a worrying tic that of not giving value to money when it is not yours. The president must be recognized for his sense of humor: taking the Compliance reports for a walk as an infallible element of impartiality was quite a gag.
Tomorrow Wednesday Laporta will be exhibited again, this time in Madrid against Javier Tebas the nineteenth century. The 20th century face to face with the 19th. How moth-eaten everything.
