The topic attributes to the Galicians an ambiguity that connects with the phraseology of the proverb and “tanto ten Xan coma Perillán”. The examination of the elections, however, refutes this indifference and confirms who are those who rise (the usual ones) and who are those who fall. The invasive Spanishization of the Galician campaign has not changed the trends. Like a carom, it has reinforced the strategy of induced media protagonism and desperate tombola.

The effort to create a preview that speculated on the possibility that the PP and moderate Galicianism would lose their absolute majority has failed with the noise of fictions without a real basis. The role of the parties of the supposed pure left (Sumar and Podemos)? The scorpion in the fable attributed to Aesop is in shape: its nature is fratricide. The novelty is that, instead of self-destructing by killing a poor coalition-supporting frog, they self-destruct among scorpions.

On morning radio, reactive carousel. Carlos Herrera (Cope) announces – his voice shines with excitement – ??that the socialist debacle will extend to the Euskadi and European elections. José Luis Sastre (Ser) starts the day by programming “Not everything is going to be fucking”, by Javier Krahe. It is a song that, under the guise of a tone of colloquial provocation, recommends not becoming obsessed with just one thing and diversifying existential interests. The spirit of Brassens adapted by Krahe invites us to combat single (?) thinking. In RAC1, Jordi Basté illustrates the hangover of the day with the collective epic of the Celta anthem by C. Tangana.

The Aristotelian advice according to which we must prefer the plausible impossible to the incredible possible does not work either. The result is not incredible but plausible. Minutes before the results were known, the master in television statistics Narciso Michavila thanked the sincerity of the Galicians (according to the communication doctor Toni Aira, in contrast to the falsehood of those who deceived him in previous failed surveys). Perhaps as a preventive escape, the energy invested in a possible change is diverted towards the BNG candidate, Ana Pontón, whom the PP’s opponents boost without investing a single neuron in knowing her ideology. Among the jungle of comments, I pick up – I would say that I have heard it on Ràdio 4 – that of an analyst who, with surgical lucidity, comments that the defeat of Yolanda Díaz has to do with Sumar’s lack of specific territorial roots. It is an idea that once again confronts us with the contradiction between verisimilitude and reality. Although, thinking about it better, the roots of Díaz and the sermonizing revolution that she represents could have a tangible territorial implantation: the cloud of propaganda and the uncritical sectarianism of the narcissism of appearances.