«Decisions are made by those who sow up»
Just start writing this post took me three hours, and two hours and a half to write it. On that time, usually, I could write four or five posts with scathing criticism against the prime minister or the new Spanish parties. But this one is not one of those posts. Before I start writing, long before, I decided not to use the picture which has provoked me to write this words, because I don’t want to feel again the pain which it caused to me the first time I saw it. I am aware that I will not forget that picture; as many others who yesterday raised our voices just for condemn the simple fact of having Aylan in our screens; in all of our screens. Continúa leyendo ««Decisions are made by those who sow up»»
No quiero dejar para mañana un análisis de las elecciones europeas del domingo por dos razones. La primera, porque respeto la jornada de reflexión –pese a que no creo en su utilidad real– como elemento democrático de nuestro sistema. La segunda, mucho menos apreciable políticamente, es que no puedo prometer que mañana mantenga la templanza a la espera de que Cristiano resuelva la Décima en Lisboa, algo que va a suceder y provocará mi inmediata comparecencia en la fuente de Cibeles, cuya plaza, por cierto, no se llama como la diosa sino Cánovas del Castillo (todo encaja; eso sí es una conjunción astral).
Escaño vacante 