Arms and legs lost, the surveys remain

The polls are roaring loudly on both sides of the political-media spectrum. The right is seeing it as a military parade: ripe fruit that just has to fall, and that's why we're suffering so much insistence on the need to hold elections as soon as possible. The left, or the so-called left, is doing what it can. The Country It also had a survey, but its headline didn't talk about seats, majorities, or the most votes, but rather about who was most sympathetic: "Sánchez is the most valued and Abascal surpasses Feijóo." It's not hard to deduce that Feijóo is suffering erosion due to the internal competition from Ayuso with her perpetually frozen smile, and at the same time, on the right, he's also suffering the claws of Vox's. The Prisa newspaper clings to this as if it were a red-hot iron to write a moving editorial, for all its attempt at self-convincing: "Spanish society does not seem as permeable to the toxic political environment as many suppose. PP and PSOE remain three points apart with slight ratings month after month." They also say that "the voting intention for the PSOE is holding up, despite the wear and tear on the government," and that the PP is in first place "but without distancing itself from the socialists or expanding its social base, and without reaping the fruits of a verbal escalation that is beginning to exhaust the catalog of the apocalypse."

Monty Python gave us that brilliant scene of a medieval duel in which one of the contenders loses limbs one by one, but that doesn't stop him and each time the sword mutilates him again he challenges the other with a bravado that becomes more and more ridiculous, given the diminishing circumstances. Today I plan to rewatch it and, when there are no more arms or legs left to fight back, I'll imagine that there will be an election poll in the mouth of...The Country, while challenging him with her gaze.