It seems that the PP has secured first place in the elections. The unknown is whether or not it will join Vox, which holds up well enough in the polls, but is not growing. For Vox, the prominence it has acquired these days in the autonomous regions such as Valencia and the Balearic Islands does not end up serving as an electoral vitamin. Tremendism and arrogance have a predicament in Spain (be it on the right or on the left), but it is a restricted, limited, sectarian predicament. You only have to look at what has happened in the other corner: the biggest damage that Podemos has caused to the alliance that supports the government of Pedro Sánchez is precisely the tone of irritated cock that Iglesias had been adopting in recent years, accompanied by of Minister Montero’s constant displeasure and regret.

The culture of complaining, which over the years has become mannerist (not to say baroque), has led to a widespread bad mood. The irritation or arrogance of decisive political or media leaders (which also a part of post-judgment independence has cultivated) are easily adapted to social unrest. They help to sublimate the difficulties of the middle and lower classes who are losing something more than purchasing power. They also make it possible to find simple and short explanations for personal discomforts (for example: the separation that has suddenly lowered the standard of living of the ex-family; that square where the children played and which is now full of Maghreb teenagers) . Vox has taken a good game out of the unfortunate confrontation; of the presentation of internal (independenceists, gays) or external (migrants) enemies. And negative caricature: Puigdemont as Lucifer, Sánchez as Judas, Montero as the witch of contemporary covens.

Manuel Vicent, great writer and veteran columnist, formulated a brilliant metaphor in El País on Sunday, like all his. He compared Vox to garlic, that tuber of taste so powerful that it sticks to your breath. Vicent emphasized that, when cooked with this tuber, the other components of the dish lose their own flavor. If there is garlic, everything tastes like garlic. For this reason, Vicent maintained, in recent weeks, the PP is losing its own flavor and is taking on the taste of garlic: the taste of Vox. Vicent’s metaphor, however, was incomplete, because he forgot that, because of Podemos’s taste for garlic, the PSOE has been greatly overshadowed all these years. To the extent that the economic successes achieved in the midst of a pandemic and a war in Europe, have been lost because of the cultural war that Podemos has tried to win from the government whether yes or not, despite the lack of social consensus. Sánchez liked Podemos and now cooks only with aromatic herbs (Yolanda Díaz). He trusts that his gallant breath is not like that of Clark Gable, who was very fond of dishes seasoned with garlic. Despite his impressive acting stature, the actresses (as well as the voters) had an ordeal when they had to kiss due to the demands of the script.