A patrol of wise men travels through Spain. One and the other, partners or opponents, boast of infallible. A delegation from that crowd sat this Thursday of February in the Congress of Deputies. From morning to afternoon they were establishing doctrine until cybernetic reality got them into a brawl that left them disheveled. Some more disheveled than others.
Since he dictated the doctrine of his infallibility, which consisted in throw the stone and hide the hand, Gabriel Rufián He was explaining that, even if the vote came out frog for Yolanda Díaz, there would be a way to continue getting ready. But when he and others (such as the Basque Aitor Esteban) broke out the provisional defeat of the Labor Reform bill paleness put them in their place. They weren’t against it, or they weren’t that much, but they voted against it. One of the most colorful arguments was that the negotiators (or businessmen) called them less than the wicked conservatives or the tiresome capitalists.
Rufián came up with a mantra that lasted until the afternoon the argument fell apart: Since the employers liked the reform, it should be taken as terrible. This captain of the infallible also presumed that, once the defeat was consummated, to which he contributed with his vote, they would continue to dialogue with the ladino government because the replacement is worse.
In the visible part of the replacement, the opposition, a kind of gofio potage was seething whose delight depended on other infallible ones, this time Navarrese dressed in the disguise of that Tamayo and contemplated from the benches on the right as saviors of the country. Sad if he didn’t live that moment of glory that made them applaud like in the lottery.
who there was of certain contention was Married, as if he had a bad omen, and guessed that at any moment a downpour was going to fall on him.
fell on him For a while he had called his friends, who were having lunch, to find a way to explain one thing or its opposite. When they had to explain the contrary, it was already night in these infallible souls, who looked without glory at the Navarrese and they spelled Alberto Casero’s name as if to erase it.
This reverse hero told (or made them tell) that he voted from Cáceres because he was serious, but serious and everyone traveled to Madrid to clarify that his thing is not cybernetics but obedience.
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The PP presented Casero as an infallible absentee; that is to say, it was impossible (Martínez-Almeida said it and there is no evidence that he was well informed) and the different suffering spokesmen for the PP said it overnight: it is impossible that Casero was wrong. And why shouldn’t poor Casero make a mistake? Ah, because they know him well. Do they know him well and are they not capable, if they also want to, of telling him that it is not good that someone in his health situation should not make such a long journey just to ratify, or rectify, a vote? Although this is worth the salvation of the country.
Everyone seemed to defend the disputed vote of Alberto Casero. As if it were an infallible vote. Sad country that wants and doesn’t want at the same time. Unfortunate night in which everyone acted as infallible and none was close to the child who, in history, has always clearly seen who is naked.