Summer was imagined as blue. They were seen in white shirts and in public office parading through the photocall of the Starlite in Marbella. Luint morenor in an exclusive of the ¡ Hola! The new Minister of Culture and his wife show us their summer retreat. In the hunt promised to celebrate the victory by the businessman who was presented to him in the Bernabéu box office. At that dinner that was organized in the Empordà by a common friend with Narciso Michavila, the surveyor. What a crack, that guy. Not to mention the leader of Desokupa, who would have been a type of party announcer in the towns where the works of progress puppeteers were prohibited. Or those days that they already had reserved in the Portuguese Algarve, and so we return to pick up the children who are going to WYD in Lisbon. What a pity it is with this Pope.

But no. The summer has been dark blue almost black. The summer of the resignation of Espinosa de los Monteros, may God forgive him. The summer of the election by absolute majority of Francina Armengol as president of the Congress. The summer of the official languages ??of the State. Don’t criticize him too much in the summer of either because we might need the GNP. The summer in which the ban was lifted to be able to talk to Puigdemont, who after all is a right-winger or so they have heard, after years of painting the former mayor of Girona as Satan’s new emissary on earth .

And, on top of that, while they were suffering all this, the summer is dyed red. Spanish midgets who play soccer very well win the World Cup. The country’s king sport is back on top thanks to an incredible group of women. Unprecedented success. Spain dresses up for the party. Perro Sanxe receives them in Moncloa. And the president of the federation makes famous one of the most offensive phrases in our recent history. “And then I told him… a little?”

It’s one of those moments that should be replayed in slow motion to see the faces of tens of thousands of Spanish women outraged days ago for much more than a kiss. From the testicular exhibition in the market next to the Queen of Spain, the cascade of events has been unstoppable, and of all the possible paths, Rubiales has always chosen the worst. A separate mention deserves the sinete of relatives and acquaintances around a church in Motril.

Vox has come to the rescue. God scolds but does not drown. Do not rule out seeing Rubiales on some electoral list if there is a repeat vote. It is curious to see how those who exculpate Rubiales the most are almost the same ones who were scandalized by Eva Amaral’s breasts, shown at Sonorama, the indie Starlite, a festival held in Castilla y León, a community governed by PP and Vox.

And Feijóo? He continues to negotiate, even if he receives a WhatsApp message from the lehendakari. Is there someone in command? The latest invention has been to offer a two-year legislature to the PSOE. Used to the predictable Rajoy, this sounds like unbecoming eccentricity of a conservative leader. It seems that the tactic of the former Galician president is that of the desperate friend who tried to hook up in nightclubs. “Do you want to roll with me?” No. “And your friend?”

Feijóo asked for time to be able to negotiate the investiture. And the president of Congress was generous: until September 27. poisoned gift It can take a long time. At the moment, Ayuso has already described his attempts to negotiate with the PSOE as naive, lacking in experience. She who has been president of Madrid for four years. Feijóo was from Galicia for thirteen years, but right now no one is giving a hard time for him to expand his curriculum. He must be one of the Spaniards most looking forward to the end of this summer, which has not been blue.