They don't love you, Mazón

A year later, bodies continue to appear under the mud (with the latest discoveries of remains of victims of the downpours, there are now 231), and lies continue to be revealed in Mazón's account of what he did and didn't do on the afternoon of October 29th of last year: now we have learned that he finished lunch at El Ven parking lot with all the calm in the world, instead of going straight to work, as he had said and repeated. There was a moment, when he managed to get Vox (which a few weeks earlier had "broken off relations" with the Popular Party) to vote for his budget, that it seemed that Mazón was able to save his position and career. He did so by having to accept the ideology and demands of the Spanish far right, although it must be emphasized that this does not pose any problem for Mazón. Neither for Mazón nor for any of the current leaders of the PP, whether men regional or Madrid marshals. If anything, it's a problem in terms of partisan tactics, but the ideological and objective alignment between the PP and Vox is complete. Their understanding of Valencian society is exactly the same.

But since then, the attitude and methods of Mazón and his right-wing executive have been, if possible, even more unacceptable, and the rejection that the current president of the Generalitat inspires today is stronger and more widespread than ever. No one has done more to defame Mazón than Mazón: lies, irresponsibility, mismanagement, absolute lack of respect for the citizens, moral and intellectual baseness, and also (this often remains in the background but is also fundamental) highly dubious management of the resources allocated to the so-called Recovery Plan. All of this combined with the constant battle against the Catalan language and against public schools, which the Minister of Education, José Antonio Rovira, a personal friend of Mazón, is trying to degrade by turning it into a battlefield in an open cultural war.

Saturday's massive demonstration in Valencia gives an idea of the intensity of Valencian society's rejection of the poor government it suffers. The fact that À Punt, the regional public television station (meaning, paid for with taxpayer money), censored information about the protest and instead broadcast a bullfight from 1997 demonstrates that, in the natural rudeness of Trumpism, his provincial followers always know how to add an extra layer of filth. However, the journalists and employees of the station have decided to take whatever retaliation is most likely, making their presence felt on social media with messages titled "The À Punt staff won't shut up." Meanwhile, the moment approaches when Mazón and the PP will have to face judicial responsibility for the management of the disaster, and the sound of the fans can already be heard scattering the garbage upwards and backwards. That is, towards the current Spanish government, presided over by Pedro Sánchez, and towards the previous government of the Generalitat, the Botánico Pact, presided over by Ximo Puig. We will continue to feel lies for a long time.