I am not going to tell you about Pedro Sanchez’s latest change of heart, in the form of an amnesty. So many have written so well that I can contribute little. And even less, if the person who is to listen only has ears for Puigdemont, Otegui and co. It’s not no, he already told us.
He could only repeat the arguments of the president of the Supreme Court, whose court barely appeared on the news, before giving way to the Rubiales affair. I could only repeat that it is another lie, a betrayal, unconstitutional no matter how much Pumpido says amen, sir, a privilege that breaks the equality and dignity of the rest of Spaniards, an insult to the Spaniard who complies with the Law, a contempt for the harassed Catalans , a barter between castes. That is amnesty.
But since others are already writing about that, about what, I’m going to talk to you about why. From that tagline that is repeated by ministers and ministers, politicians and politicians and so many affectionate commentators. From that phrase that, get ready, you are going to hear tomorrow, afternoon and night: what is agreed with Puigdemont is to “form a progressive government.” That is the excuse, the leitmotif, the reason that justifies everything.
What does this progressivism have, an alibi for so many lies and betrayals, that moves more than seven million voters to vote for a thesis falsifier who, when he pisses on his promises, says that it is a change of opinion. What is wrong with this progressivism that, in its name, votes for someone who has broken the neutrality of the Attorney General’s Office and the Constitutional Court, who fires a colonel for doing his duty or a director of the CNI to please criminals, who lowers penalties for violators or benefits unrepentant ETA members. What is it about progressivism that makes none of that count?
Some of us try to find arguments, without realizing that progressivism is a mentality, rather than a concrete set of principles, an elastic and adaptable nebulous attitude, as the disenchanted Andrew Anthony told us in The Disenchantment, a good book for so many repentant socialists. Being progressive stopped being an ideology to become a state of mind. Progress is and feels, not justified. And the essence does not change, it adapts and ignores any reason, however overwhelming it may be.
And that is the problem. Left-wing sectarianism hypnotizes staff with a dangerous, progressive euphemism. And so, a Murcian or an Aragonese vote for a PSOE that is going to belittle them compared to other territories, for a PSOE that grants impunity to the separatists and that breaks the King’s speech of October 3, 2017 into a thousand pieces and legitimizes the secession attempt.
The good progressive votes for a flesh and blood Sánchez to stop an imagined ghost, with which he has previously been scared, votes for a Sánchez who prefers a previously broken and multinational Spain, than simply one and united; a Spain, before Puigdemont, that was conservative. A Spain, rather dead than simple. But that way we will have a progressive government. Everything is for progress, for moving forward, even if the progress is towards the precipice.
Congratulations, sanchistas, on July 23 you wrote the future of Spain and, I already said it in these columns, I hope you don’t have to be ashamed. Some, Felipe and Alfonso, are already starting to do it.
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