He Sanchista Inventions Center (CIS) Raudo ran to rescue the little dignity left to the leader of Tezanos to ask the Spaniards for their intention to vote. Now that we had light again, it was time to confirm if we had left lights to grant the person in charge of his quota of guilt or prove that we are a nation of happy sheep, delighted to be saved by those who bless our misery with smiles and sustainability. It was expected that the sociological house we all pay, in that Flash survey in charge of Moncloa, would give Sánchez winner and at the winner of the crisis to the PSOE. Only six out of ten respondents believed that the government has not adequately informed about what happened with the blackout left by the country and naked to its leaders. The other four live on the card issued by Ferraz and pays the BOE.
The intellectual sterus of José Félix insists that the PSOE would win the elections again, as if the last had won them. The idea is to establish in the minds of the meados and happy sheep that their government is here to protect them, that they will never miss a blanket to clothe and a bulb that illuminates them on the cold winter nights -in summer, we will see. An anesthesia that acts as a prelude to the next among the population of socialist insulin. You have so much, you owe me so much, pray the slogan of the fist, an intellectual fraud as liberticide as effective since Marx observed, with lazy lucidity, the hatred of the manipulable workers, an hatred that Lenin later became killed darkness thanks to the resentment of cause.
We live in the era of the bulos and the dystopia, a fusion of trolley and embuses budgeted by the major trilero of the autocracy And with permanent justification of the media clap, gathered all on José Pablo’s national public television -or the private television of Sánchez -, which places commissioners of the message as quickly as public resources for propaganda that nobody sees. They have frozen the still thinking population, because of the sheep let’s not wait for anything. They will continue to justify the barking of the Transport Macarra and the lies of who directs the Tax Cave of Ali Ferraz. They will believe that Peter’s guapura is more solvent than the truth of Abascal and Ayuso. They only pay attention to the repetition and todologists of the system, and move through the same viscera that makes the voters annul any glimpse of reason in their decisions: the same above the common, although in their speeches they do not stop repeating that they are the party of the common. The Spain that went out for Excalibur, the ebola dog, began to make the Conga while hundreds of compatriots fought against claustrophobia and some even lost family and friends.
But from this Spain does not surprise me. So complacent with the scandal and crime as convalescent for the systemic situation suffered by the oldest nation in Europe. Condemned to unstoppable disappearance, by demographic and economic, hugging some Felons in Brussels that execute the orders that others dictate. Plutocrats, are called Juan Manual de Prada, Eurocrats of the SorosrityI call me. The Spain that reads The country perpetrating a report on how beautiful it is to cook without light and the amount of fun that we can develop in the dark is twin from which listens to the TO BE Romantizar, as Aroca -the guy who ate with those of the ERE of Andalusia -, the electrical misery. The illustrated Spain of selfishness and subsidies, of prebendas and gifts granted by the same thieves that justify their nullity. Spain without lights, which chooses the same chains they received with cheers and red carpet to Fernando 7 After the liberal triennium. The great reset must begin with an audit of public accounts, moral priority of the first government in postsanchismo. To do this, it is convenient to listen more to self -employed and less Ursula von der Leyenand spend more time with families and less with unions. Or in the end, Tezanos will be right and Spain will vote again for who is more reliable, even in betrayal, lies and trinque.
