"Behold, they all form one people, and all speak one language; This being the principle of their enterprises, nothing will prevent them from carrying out everything they set out to do. Well, let us descend and confuse their language right there so that they do not understand each other."
This is how the Bible tells in chapter 11 of Genesis the episode of the Tower of Babel, when God confused the tongues. Now, the High Creator did not count on the pinganillos. Today, thanks to that, a Basque deputy can perfectly understand a Galician one by virtue of the Spanish translation that everyone then speaks in the cafeteria.
The Old Testament is fashionable, and the proof is the return at the Ateneo de Madrid of the most anticipated duo since Tuesday and Thirteen: Felipe González and Alfonso Guerra.
It had been a whopping more than 30 years since they appeared together in a public act, and it has been to tell Pedro Sánchez not to do that amnesty, which is a little unconstitutional, that they know it in good ink, because they were there when the Magna Carta was drafted.
As if Pedro Sánchez didn't know! If our handsome president and his entire government repeated the same thing just a few months ago, even in writing, but now they have changed their minds.
The two historical figures of Spanish socialism are very outdated as far as the new policy is concerned.
And others that are a little outdated are the funados (canceled) of the week: Ángel Martín, José Coronado and Dani Mateo.
Very soon there will be no one left uncanceled.
Here I leave you their sins.
And to end this homily, I bring you the best tweets of the week. Be happy:
Special mention to the former deputy of Podemos telling us with humor his passage through the circus of politics: