What will you do if you take a single seat less than in April. What are you going to do, stone along the way, and what will the adventurers like to do to you: that of resentment born of failure. You decided to force other elections the same night you opened the gift you didn't deserve, because it only expressed the rejection of Vox. And you thought the people loved you, but that they should still love you more. Now you want to be voted by the Spaniards who did not vote well and to be dressed by the Parliament that has already thrown you four times. Neither the right nor the center nor the left nor nationalism trusts you, because you have deceived them all. It is not that you lie constantly: it is that you are deprived of the power to recognize a truth, to establish a commitment, to express a sincere feeling. It is the fate of the robot politician. Every day they load a program on your hard drive: neoliberal on Wall Street and populist with pensions; plurinational in Pedralbes and Españolazo in Extremadura even if you make a mistake of ham, because sometimes the machine gets cold. But what are you going to do if, even if you have surrendered your Joker shoes to an overwhelming squad of public and private media, you still don't go up in the polls. What will you do with your life if you lose the Government. You are able to continue as general secretary, as one of the Youths who expects your downfall hints at me, like so many good socialists.

You betrayed Rubalcaba - that was before overreacting at his funeral - by secretly throwing your candidacy for primaries. Susana put you in the chair with conditions and you also betrayed her. Multipartyism broke out and the blockade came, and yours had to kick you out of Ferraz when you were about to punch after a screen, because only by throwing you away they could unlock Spain. You became a Bolivarian to seduce a militancy that barely repressed the admiration for that Iglesias. And now you lose sleep if you are named. You went to power by agreeing with the same coup plotters to whom you had just applied 155 with Rajoy, but you did not call the promised elections until the remainder of the PSOE rebelled against your assignments to separatism and this knocked down your budgets. Now you promise stability and expense at the same time as long as the recession catches you under cover in Moncloa.

If you go back, I hope of the PP - yesterday I commented it with one of its leaders - to ask your head as a premise to let the PSOE govern. I hope Borrell returns to relieve you: the consensus of deep reforms would be activated. As for you, you will leave Moncloa without having approved some Socialist Budgets. In the best case they will have to make them liberal and conservative to weather the crisis. Then some will drop the bandage. You have never deceived others.

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