Humanity as a group does not deserve great respect and the Spaniards are not exemplary. I realize that there are certain people I love dearly, especially you dear readers, but collectively I have many doubts, especially about the mechanisms that make us work.
I will use myself as a negative example so that no one will be offended. Intellectually, I think I have a certain mental stability and some criteria related to my economic and social choices. I am the way I am from my experience and reading, it’s pretty broad and I’m not very prone to fuss. As a practical Virgo and following Goethe, I prefer injustice to disorder.
As an individual I am naturally conservative, it has nothing to do with left or right, but every time I see it Cayetano Madrid from Salamanca neighborhood or religious fastingIt makes me want to be a Trotskyist. There are people who give me something. big set of teeth and the worst I’ve ever carried Don Guidos those who passed from the brothel to the Regiment without harming their ridiculous dignity with a Spanish flag on their wrists.
My brain tells me that I have reason to vote for someone and that my self-interest would undoubtedly benefit from zero taxes, including income, real estate, housing and inheritance. And, of course, I live well enough not to need welfare or housing assistance. My vote should be clear, but… then I see ayusinas and cayetanos and I spontaneously burn.
It pisses me off that there are highly educated people out there from the ideological left who are natural constituencies of the PSOE, who want more social justice, an equal share of wealth, and top-notch social security and public education. They are also supporters of a number of social and progressive conquests, such as the rights of marginalized groups, immigrants, but disgusted by some of their fellow travelers and decide to vote “against the ponytail” and you don’t. them from there.
Majority of the voters We vote against, not for. I admit it doesn’t make sense for a conservative biped to be able to celebrate the arrival of the dictatorship of the proletariat instead of bowing to flamboyant brats. Or a pro-female on the left (why doesn’t a pro-male sound bad and a pro-female squeak?) is choosing trabucaire priests over anti-system purple priests. Right, if you think so.
It has always been said that there are two Spains and they are irreconcilable. Now there are no more two, I’m afraid there are as many Spaniards as there are, each with a few philias and many phobias. It is not strange that we cannot applaud the victory of the opposition, and even if we do, we do not accept it as legitimate. It is very difficult to move forward when there is a political skirmish in which two villagers, like Goya’s painting, are buried up to the waist, hitting each other with a stick. There is little possible compromise when there is no escape and/or you take or give.
Thinking that all of them will be very similar to each other in evil, it is possible that the officer in charge will bring us directly to the citizen. Perhaps all we want is for those we hate to not have power, and once this is resolved, it will be illogical to us no matter who rules. Or maybe we have a masochistic component and love to suffer, but four years of collecting bad blood may be too long.
Ideally, yours would win, but only a small percentage of voters are affiliated with a party, and even so, I wouldn’t say everyone voted for their own candidate. In fact, I know of multiple cases of socialists who would never vote for Puig, and a handful of PP militants who would never vote for Mazón. And most interestingly, there are many leaders in the leadership of the parties who, because of their particular interests, are crazy for their so-called leader to appear, thus leaving the way open for them. Those mines are coming from the soil to the body.
Finally, upvotes option they like without using the vote as a throwing weaponI have the deepest admiration for them. Of course they will be two holy hermits from a desolate corner of El Bierzo, but as long as there is a good person in the world there is hope. Or at least someone who believes this election is a way to change society, not as a means to screw up the society you hate.
And since they don’t know them, if they’re lucky (?) to meet any of the attendees, I’ll tell them it would even be a crime to put the ballot with their names in the ballot box. You will know who you are voting against, but be careful not to vote against yourself.