Thousands of houses grow in the mouth of the governorate, the ditches that the city governments had kept open for months when needy mouths are covered, the city gardens bloom, in every sniff an air of future prosperity breaks forth, it doesn’t matter if the speaker belongs to the government or to the opposition. The scent of the ballot boxes is heard, the bases shake. The militancy becomes more combative than ever. The ideology is transformed into the consciousness of a ‘hooligan’ who can only distinguish the color of his shirt. And in the midst of this torrid climate, Alfonso Guerra emerges with the appearance of pouring water on the election fire and lowering the temperature. Only in appearance. Guerra, who in his day confessed to being a listener in the Council of Ministers with the rank of Vice President, never gave a sting without a thread and the liquid he usually throws on the bonfire could be petrol or toluene, but it is always flammable. With a calm voice and a very serene demeanor, the old rocker spoke about the Doñana disaster, and the first thing he did was explain that the problem is not new, that it has been a long time, that is, from the time when the PSOE ruled the Junta de Andalucía. He denounced that the National Park Board of Trustees is not meeting, that there is an old sense of abandonment now exacerbated by the standard the PP wants to implement and by the electoral importance of the PSOE. Doñana, says Guerra, should not be used as an “election trigger”. If the former vice president dubbed Zapatero as Bambi and Adolfo Suárez as the Tahúr del Mississippi, he has forgiven Pedro Sánchez for the nickname for now, but he hasn’t stopped criticizing his actions as president. For the opposition’s revelry. Vitamins for the right, they say from the Socialist Party. Independence they say from other shores. Sabotage. Ideological breakdown. Freedom of thought. conservative drift. Each interprets Guerra’s words and attitudes as he wants and can. The truth is that only another Alfonso Guerra seems qualified to give an adjective to this Alfonso Guerra. A hawk-eyed skinner with a razor-sharp tongue that would lead to the baptismal font of nicknames for this out-of-control Guerra celebrated by the right and longed for by a few stupid socialists, silenced by an obedience Guerra never really knew. He knew, yes, the obedience of others, of those who, if they moved, would not appear in the picture. But he is already in the album of history, in that transition so much questioned by Pedro Sánchez’s partners. What Guerra does exactly, what he always did, is move. And if the photo looks blurry, better.
Source: La Verdad
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