Broncano can already quit
BarcelonaAfter the interview that David Broncano conducted with Santiago Abascal on La revuelta on La1, the host might as well quit. The groveling he did with the leader of Vox is unworthy of public television. Above all, for accepting that Vox vetoed the usual audience to welcome a claque selected by the party. Spectators who, even before entering the theater, and from the stalls, shouted “¡Presidente! ¡Presidente!” and applauded every one of the guest's answers.
The approach to the interview was lamentable. The spectacle we saw from home was astonishing. During the interview, a graphic appeared promoting the network's new show, La cena de los idiotas. The title defines the interview we watched. David Broncano lost his judgment, his sense of humor, his temperament, his composure, his bearings, his tone, and his professional dignity. He acted cocky, telling Abascal that the interview would be “no more little jokes” because days earlier the Vox leader had rebuked him for his jokes with left-wing politicians. But to conduct a serious grilling of an far-right politician, you have to prepare better, you need to know more, and you cannot get indignant in the process. Because you discredit yourself without the other person making any effort. And that's even though Abascal arrived uncomfortable and restless. Broncano sank all by himself. “I see you a bit desperate, eh...”, Abascal commented mockingly, seeing the host puffing midway through the interview. “I’m not the one interviewing you, eh...”, he reminded him, reproaching him for the opinions Broncano was giving. And he was right. Broncano spoke longer than his guest, and that gave the Vox representative more time to think about his answers. The host, moreover, was imprecise. He claimed that Abascal had made statements that the politician denied, and Broncano did not have the documentation to justify it. He put words in his mouth that the other person corrected. But the most desperate thing of all was the host's inability to overcome it or recover his essence, which was what Abascal feared most. Broncano stuttered, rambled in his explanations, used demagoguery, and lost the thread. He didn't even take advantage of Abascal's absurdities, such as when he linked gender perspective to the impact on housing construction. Not even there did Broncano know how to make a point.
But the most pathetic part came at the end, when the host hit him with the what’s in it for me (what's in it for me), confronting him with Vox's lies about him. He even ended up asking him that in the videos the party posts on social media, they shouldn't manipulate his interventions, subjecting the integrity of the interview's edit to an exchange of favors. Frankly, no matter how much Vox manipulates the conversation, it won't end up much worse than it already did. Even the final move was won by Abascal. “I’m not going to wish you luck” (I’m not going to wish you luck), Broncano said to him arrogantly. The one from Vox, with sweaty armpits, replied: “I do wish you luck, because you’re going to need it” (I do wish you luck, because you’re going to need it). Precisely for that reason, after this embarrassment and out of dignity, perhaps he should leave before they kick him out.