Perhaps one day Feijóo will be president of the Spanish government, but for now, it doesn't seem like he's going to get there. He continues to be a gray, sad opposition leader, incapable of generating enthusiasm or hitting the right strategy, dependent on Vox's crutch. He had asked for Junts' support for a motion of no confidence, Turull brushed him off by telling him that if he wanted to talk about it, he should go to Waterloo to meet with the party's president and, of course, Feijóo had no choice but to dismiss the offer. The PP would never let him speak with Puigdemont, so, as Rajoy would say, "end of quote." But, apart from his frustrated move, Feijóo spoke at the Cercle d'Economia and said the following: "Catalonia should not continue aspiring to achieve things either by coercion or by collision, but by conviction." What a beautiful sentence, if it weren't for its great hypocrisy. I can imagine that when he talks about "collision" he is referring to the Procés and October 1st. But I wonder what Mr. Feijóo calls "coercion." Is negotiating when people's votes have given you the power to be influential "coercion?" And what conviction can be displayed when nothing that Catalonia proposes is acceptable in principle? We only need to see the rejection by the autonomies governed by the PP to accept the financing model proposed by Esquerra that benefits them all because the Spanish government will put billions of euros more into it.

The spirit of Barcelona 92 never dies. It is always special when the notes of the songs that people learned by heart that very special summer are played. Notes that have sounded again at the tribute and remembrance event for Joan Antoni Samaranch, the president of the International Olympic Committee who, a few years earlier, in 1986, uttered those words “A la ville... de Barcelona”.“A la ville... de Barcelona”. The name of his native city. 16 years after the death of the Barcelonian who achieved the greatest international sporting success, an event was held at the Palauet Albéniz that brought together many of the faces who, together with Samaranch, made Barcelona Olympic. It was a day of reunions and greetings among those who wanted to vindicate a figure who was capable of modernizing the Olympic movement and, by extension, the Catalan capital.