I woke up yesterday without remembering what I voted for in the NATO referendum. I reject the abstention demanded by a disoriented Fraga, if I had extended the final confidence in Felipe González, whom all of Spain applauded in 1982, it would be between no and yes what my body asked of me. Decades have passed since our alliance with the Alliance, but it was a transcendent decision for the future of my country, and I have not forgotten the passion for detail with which I joined the call.
An increasingly common trend to vote to forget is the drunkenness of a voter who takes as little care as the parties in choosing their votes. The electorate goes for free, is mutable, fidelity once inalienable to an acronym has turned into a less permanent agreement than marriage. You have to read the polls to not believe them, and they show that my amnesia about NATO is a huge phenomenon. The “remembered vote” in past elections would create parliaments radically different from those in force as a result of “remembered” elections.
Instability has reached the point where voters want to forget the ballot papers they had cast, often the day before. To avoid the smell, one does not vote with tweezers on the nose, it is voted with meaningless indifference. In very civilized France last Sunday, seven out of ten under-35 voters stayed at home in the parliamentary elections, and there was no anti-system at that age. The system abstains from the single market that the Chinese aim to destroy, not replace, because the microchip Soros/Gates implanted in us with the vaccine has no effect. The psychological tribe will decide whether discouragement or simply renunciation will prevail, while predictors of disasters will vote back St. He will insist that robots in St. Petersburg be settled in his industrial warehouses, which in no case will weigh more than a Sunday. Beach.