What a passionate desire for Government! What a yearning to be governed by a stable, firm and solid majority! Nothing less - stable, firm and solid - almost scary . We would have to hear a fetish anarchist: without Government we are in glory, he would say, we just need to suppress the State, but that breva will not fall!

We need a government, okay. For whatever, for everything. A good part of the left wants a PSOE government and - or with the support of United We can. The fat part of the case is that much of the right also wants that same government . For different reasons. Some want the PSOE to quickly destroy the policies applied by the PP. And the others want that, ruling in this way, the PSOE and United We can self-destruct and destroy each other, to escape and with the invaluable help of their daily harassment, to place themselves as soon as possible to govern. This feeling, typical of the sociological left and right - and also of its leaders - involves a concern for the immeasurable common good. Thrill

But to have a government you need an agreement. We want an agreement! We shout with veins in our neck throbbing with anger, since our heart only pumps disagreements, contempt and aversion. Towards the adversary? No, what's up, not only, that would fall within what was already considered normal. Towards the potential ally! Or worse: from everyone to everyone, as is well noted in our five beloved champion leaders, who neither speak nor look in the face as they have to talk and look at those who have something very important at hand. For example, the Nation. La Nación, at the operating room table.

Little friends: I am not going to lie to you, this may seem political, even high political, but, in reality, it is a great wink in which the puppets do not stop pretending voices, ambushing behind the trees and darning the badana with their stakes. The function will not end well for anyone . There is smoke in the room, and we keep - and keep us - looking and shouting towards the stage.

What is going to happen? No idea. Do you know I only know that the possible is, sometimes, so difficult that it becomes impossible, while the impossible, sometimes, becomes possible, when things suddenly happen. What things? I don't know, we call them miracles. I don't believe in miracles! Don't make me laugh, precisely you, that you believe in agreements. As we go, Sanchez and Casado will have to look sweetly in our eyes one day while our tears fall.

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