Beyond Leyre (the sewers, poop pits, garbage dumps, and “water” plumbers at the PSOE headquarters on Ferraz Street). Beyond the spectacle of the state attorney general’s trial, beyond the rest of the garbage; … This week there was news that confirms, in my opinion, that Congress will go all the way. The report from the European Lawyer on amnesty law (or whatever it is) guarantees that Mr. Puigdemont will continue to humiliate us. And it is confirmed that Pedro Sánchez remains obedient to the fugitive despicable coup mastermind before, under, then and after.
And the farewell lie was just that. It’s a joke like a castle. Pure farce. A mixture of tragedy and absurdist drama. Just as Mr. Pedro Sánchez said (the day before yesterday) that pardons are unconstitutional, Mr. Puigdemont is saying today (only slightly) that they are unconstitutional.
And we all enter the fray believing that at any moment someone who cheated in the election campaign or someone dressed as Napoleon will appear before us.
Lies and sarcasm. lies and corruption. Political corruption and pure corruption. Everything doesn’t matter to them. But Pedro and Carles should be calm. For the pact and humiliation between the pope and the former Mort pope is an exchange that is still maintained today. “In exchange for my pardon, I will give you the government of Spain.” The problem is that the disgraceful measures have been delayed, but essentially the agreement remains.
Look at the ball, see where it is, and take the ball. Using Pedro and Puigdemont as empty shells, using their congressmen and partners as hooks, and making the people the victims of the fraud, yes, they will pay the money. And don’t keep paying what we have left.
From here, it will continue until the summer of 2027, with 2026 in between, and three very interesting regional elections in Extremadura (December 21st), Castilla and León (March 15th), and Andalusia in June. Three experiments that must be read nationally to measure the weight of PP barons and baronesses after fires and screenings. To finalize Vox promotions and measure the misery of PSOE candidates. Carlos Martinez, a man named María Jesús Montero, and a man named Gallardo, who has a younger brother (sworn to his father).
P.S. The truth, the truth is that any bet is up to the court. The front is too open. Let’s see what happens in the trial of the “brother” artists and Begoña. Let’s see when Santos Cerdan, Abalos and Cordo start singing, and how far the stench of envelopes, prostitutes and electrical outlets reaches. And the fact is that the nonsense of Álvaro García Ortiz is not understood by ordinary people, but the stench of garbage, money, brothels…everyone understands that.
Until the courts open, I’m betting on 2027, but as of today neither he nor Puigdemont know the end date.
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