Mariano Rajoy is living a very sweet moment. The sweet moments are those times that women have with their motherhood, grandparents with their grandchildren, or writers with their books. Politics, on the other hand, is so hoarder that it hardly gives up for sweet moments. "It's been 40 years since I first went on the news," says Mariano Rajoy. However, seeing him with his backs defeated and his face solid, they seem 70. This year he has enjoyed writing A better Spain, the book of his time in Moncloa. Actually there are two books, one written and the other spoken: a true feat.
The memories of politicians always bring tail. On this occasion, they have brought unexpected mismatches. Now we cannot blame what was his secretary of state, Carmen Martínez Castro. She has had no art or part in that bargain.
Carried away by the excess of zeal, the publishing house Plaza and Janés got up early when distributing the copies, with such bad luck that El Confidencial received theirs before El País, thus bursting the book and the exclusive.
The former president is relaxed and happy in his new life. He has also regained his balance and sense of humor that characterizes him. And as a dessert, he has returned home for Christmas. Eighteen months later, it seems like it was a dream ..
Metaphors aside, the motion of censure was filed on a Friday, and the next day, Viri, MR's wife, began filling out the moving boxes. Mariano had sensed that he would leave Moncloa soon. I saw it coming. He contributed to consolidate this certainty in the attitude of the PNV, entrenched on the side in favor of Sánchez.
Returning to Aravaca was a rush for the whole family, especially for Mariano, who freed himself from insomnia and timbrazos in disgrace. Mariano, the eldest son, arrived home with just enough time to prepare the suitcase and undertake a study trip. It was June. He returned to celebrate his birthday with the friends of the school. Luckily, Moncloa's memories began to fade.
Since Rajoy set up land in between, he has won free time and private life. Like so many Spaniards he has become fond of the series and chooses the ones that enjoy the best reviews. Apart from watching series, he walks seven kilometers a day and does not miss anything about sports news.
He is very fond of sending births by WhatsApp, a sign that he is not as bored as he is painted
Soccer passion is in their DNA. In fact, he came to football rather than politics. He has a subscription at the Bernabéu, but he never goes to the field. He prefers to stay at home doing armchair sports. He also recognizes himself as a fan of tennis and cycling. On the other hand, there is no record that he has ever taken golf clubs. He is a classic Spanish, and golf is not among his favorite activities. On the contrary, it does appear to run. Rather, walk lightly.
Mariano has practiced this sport several times in the company of Angela Merkel, whom she has had as a guest in Galicia. It is true that he has the longest stride than Merkel, but in return she is more tenacious and never lets the land be eaten. Gradually Rajoy and Merkel shortened distances and became good friends thanks to Padrón's peppers. Merkel promised to return and presumably one day.
During the week, the most frequent activities of the former president are, apart from the professional (he is a commercial registrar), the gangs of friends. Thus, on Fridays he has lunch with his faculty colleagues, on loose days he stays with the registrars or with the political colleagues (some of them already attached): Feijoó, Soraya Sáenz de Santamaría, Catalá, Nadal ..., but in the On weekends the binder is the family. Marriage dinners are imposed.
Mariano is very fond of sending births on WhatsApp, a sign that he is not as boring as he is painted. He has friends of all colors, starting with the most local right and ending with the most international left. Rajoy has been detected by a friend of IU (United Left) in Galicia. But he doesn't like to take the straits with the affiliations. Friendship is above the cards. As soon as you set foot in Galicia, you get friends below the stones. Friends not so much. Local society has traditionally divided men and women around their respective hobbies. Women walk up and down the shopping streets. Men, on the contrary, prefer casinos (there the concentration has always been masculine par excellence), where cards are usually played. I don't know if it's Rajoy's case, but we'll always be on time to ask him.
Since putting land in between, Rajoy has won in private life. and has friends even in hell
Having good friends does not mean lacking enemies. Although Mariano has not made merits (he is not spiteful), there are plenty of envy professionals and people with twisted teeth. I will always remember that scene in which Mariano walked through Pontevedra on the eve of an election and a young man gave him such a punch that MR's glasses jumped through the air. He walked surrounded by his praetorian guard, four or five friends eager to make the walk more bearable. Among the peepers was a young man who gradually made room until he stood next to the president. If someone had paid attention to the aggressor, they would surely have realized their intentions. But that day there were only eyes for Rajoy and everyone forgot to look at the boy's intentions.
Rajoy never denounced it. Actually the former president has never denounced anyone. As he would tell later, the only thing he cared about in those moments was to fall: "I can't fall, I can't fall," and he didn't fall, but his cheek turned red like a tomato.
Under his stunned aspect of casino lord, he cannot avoid drawing a rictus of authority on his face, of an influential man who has friends even in hell. Even before being president, he was a guy who pointed out manners and respectable manners. He had the title of a registrar, but could have been a notary, pharmacist or doctor. In short, he was the man we all dreamed of to get a recommendation.
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