There was a time when politicians lied to convince everyone. To theirs and to others. Today, politicians lie to the former so that they don’t forget who their politicians are. There is no other way to understand what is happening. Or maybe we should turn our glasses upside down and accept that as of now, the lie, straight and short, does not penalize.
And speaking of glasses, one who used to wear them and now doesn’t wear them is Jordi Turull. Whenever I see him on TV I think he has left them somewhere. The truth is that he doesn’t use it anymore and I doubt he looks any better without it. An example A few days ago, at the national council that Junts held in Morell (Tarragonès), he went so far as to say: “Not acting against multi-recidivists, whether they’ve lived here for fifteen days or eight generations, puts coexistence in danger.” Maybe it’s a good time to go back to the glasses, Jordi.
Not content with this, Turull wanted to show signs of rumbera grace by chanting “colorín, colorado” in the legislature as a threat to the PSOE which, following my damaged mental process, brings me both to Peret and El mig friend like Los Amaya and his Caramelos – “Caramelos, caramelos, tengo caramelos”–. By the way, one of the members of the duo, Delfín, also went from wearing cute glasses to wearing contact lenses and, contrary to Turull, ceased to have commercial relevance.
Los Amaya had a great success with Vete: “Vete. you hurt me see you Far from here”, which must be kicking it in Ripoll discotheques and Junts conferences. The duo, descendants of the dancer Carmen Amaya, and members of a gypsy community in Vic, are considered to have introduced the electric guitar to the Catalan rumba. In the same way as in our country, Jordi Turull and Junts are in danger of being Lepenist ideas about African and South American criminals who never watch TV3.
