They say that summer is coming to an end and that some will put away their shorts and flip-flops, despite the temptation to continue wearing these clothes on the Gran Vía all year round. They say that people will return to work, although many, with low wages, do not distinguish between September and August.
They say that the officials of the Council of Ministers will get into the official car for some other purpose than to hang around and tell their friends that someone in the ministry knows them since they remain anonymous on the street. They say that now we will seriously talk about the general budgets that we will surely have to extend, and thus spend little on our beloved public service, and do not deviate from the European path, and the injections of funds will come.
They say that our Prime Minister is going to roll up his sleeves to solve the problem of emigration, that he is going to organize the labor market and that he is going to send the message to the world that you cannot come to Spain to swim or sunbathe on the beach.
Now they are all legal and we don’t like illegals. They say we have such beautiful trains that they want it from us. copy in Hungary and that we did not pass through here, nor through the northern tunnels. And in addition, the CNI has become an economist to examine which company is strategic and which is not. They say that it is a quagmire of hatred, but that in this beautiful autumn with slightly fallen and melancholic leaves, we will all be brothers, and if someone becomes uncontrollable, they are invited to close the beach bar. They say that our Minister of Justice is concerned about judicial independence. Will it be true? And above all, that the elected president maintains the level in favor of the separation of powers. Will it be a utopia?
It is said that these bad words about the concert, about quotas, do not meet the noble objectives of federalize Spaineven if the most seasoned political scientists do not fill the pages of faculties and assemblies with arguments that affirm that there is no State more decentralized than the Spanish one.
And they say, and they say… In the new political year, which is beginning to be as boring as when we went to school and life seemed eternal before the holidays, a lot of politics is announced to us. Lots of chessboard. A lot of rhetoric. So many movements where everything justifies the daily grinding. As the classical philosophers said, there is no error in chaos.
