Rien ne va plus

El presidente español, Pedro Sánchez, llega a una cumbre de la UE en Bruselas - AP/GEERT VANDEN WIJNGAERT
Spanish Prime Minister Pedro Sánchez arrives at an EU summit in Brussels - AP/GEERT VANDEN WIJNGAERT
French expression whose meaning is used in different senses and among which two stand out; the famous phrase "no va plus" that the croupier says aloud at the roulette table in casinos, to indicate to the players around the table that no more bets are allowed because the ball, already in play, is about to fall on the lucky number of that move and, the second, which is used when one wants to express that everything is going wrong and "nothing is working", as in the following example: "Je ne veux pas voir ces réalités. .. puis c'est fini, rien ne va plus", i.e. "I don't want to see these realities... then it's over, nothing works". 

I think that both definitions or uses come in handy to explain the unimaginable and incredible situation we are living in Spain due to the eccentricities, outbursts of tone, extravagances or attitudes out of all democratic use and custom that our illustrious President of the Government, Pedro Sánchez, is displaying. 

It is very common that when the croupier issues his warning prohibiting the players from betting more, one or more of them, guided by a last-minute imposition or to hide from the rest where they really want to do it, try to get it in a hurry on one or more numbers in order to satisfy a fleeting, last-minute hunch or hidden intention. This disconcerts the croupier himself, who already had all the bets calculated, and the public nearby because it throws the situation off balance and even tends to hide and even slightly move his own bets. It is an irresistible temptation to act when no one is expecting it or to catch the others off guard.  

The second version is very accurate in those moments when it is necessary to throw in the towel because the situation known or about to arrive can become unbearable for those who have lived on the wire for a long time; for those who, in the manner of a trickster, take the ball out of a different cup every day and for the person for whom the unfulfilled promises or the many dirty concessions granted by a handful of always obscure and very conditioned supporters exceed the capacity for human endurance, however resistant or resilient one may be. 

Throughout time and history, there are no equal or similar examples or situations in democratic countries around us and in democratic systems on the right or left. When one is overwhelmed and overwhelmed by the serious charges that come against one's person and close team, by many and various corrupt practices in one's party, nepotism, cronyism, favouritism or by an irrepressible need to grab power, even at the cost of sticking one's nose in where it should be legal and aesthetically impossible to do so, there are only three possible paths to take: Resign, pick up his belongings and leave without further contemplation, after calling new elections by means of a solemn speech in Parliament or an official press conference with sufficient questions and answers, appoint a successor of his utmost confidence, or request a question of confidence on his own. 

No leader, no one as far as we know in a normal or normalised world, takes a five-day sabbatical at home to decide his political future and that of the nation he governs, while leaving the country paralysed for such a period; especially at a time when neither the internal nor the external situation is ripe for any kind of jokes, for an extraordinary holiday period or for setting off fireworks and other fireworks.   

As much as he pretends to be original in everything, he should have borne in mind that no one in the world of media or high-flying politics changes, in a matter of hours or minutes, from a more-than-imposterous and feigned euphoria - after learning and defending the electoral results of the last regional elections and taking personal credit for the successes of all, including those of his opponents - to a depressive, accusing, weeping, cloying, cloying and goofy situation, let alone showing his decision to take some time for reflection, using a letter published on an unofficial network for this purpose.  

Above all, having been hours before occupying his seat at a time when - in the light of reality and the then incomprehensible parliamentary question from the MP Rufián - the news of the Madrid court's decision against his wife, Begoña Gómez, was already known or public, although not excessively published and, much less, manipulated or thrown in his face - as he and his team usually do with his adversaries, above all from the PP - by any of the opposition political parties, which, in the aforementioned letter, he does not hesitate to attack repeatedly and out of turn for alleged pressures and comments on him, his politics and party.  

Not content with doing so with his political adversaries, he decides, in the purest Caribbean caudillista style, to attack the press and other media that do not dance to his tune, without taking into account that he, by system, editorial line or due to the more than substantial and attractive subsidies, has many more than half of them aligned with his cause. 

Likewise, and to cover the three objectives of an autocratic caudillo, he takes it out on the judges, whom he attacks mercilessly, without taking into consideration the shameful results that, for months or years, we have been seeing and experiencing in numerous cases and on numerous occasions, given that he has previously extended his hand in dirty manoeuvres over a large part of the most important bodies of the judiciary such as the Constitutional Court, the State Public Prosecutor's Office, the Attorney General's Office, the Supreme Court and the Supreme Court of Justice, the State Attorney General's Office, the Court of Auditors, the jurists of the Congress and the Council of State, not to mention important associations of jurists and lawyers who follow without complaint the steps set by an attorney general, who has been repudiated several times by various important bodies, without a hair being moved or closing that goofy smile that he constantly wears. 

Sánchez is a man who always manoeuvres on his own, who pretends to be right in everything he touches or handles and remains in his own way despite the little or no results he gets in the international arena every time he moves to manoeuvre, as on the last occasion with his marathon European tour of Palestine and its recognition as a state. 

A person who is already almost a mere minnow in the international arena and who, with his undemocratic, caudillista manoeuvres, is gradually closing off the possible emergency exits to be able to officially crown his future with an international post endowed with a long-lasting and lucrative salary or benefits, when he finally leaves the Spanish people in peace.  

A character who has only managed to merit the attention of the international press with this unpresentable letter in which he announces his incomprehensible and unusual time of reflection due to the serious accusations against his wife. A letter in which the world has now learned that his wife, whom he claims to love as much as any ordinary Spaniard, may be involved in shady dealings; in fact, these are not at all well regarded or defended in any modern, democratic society in our environment, and through which he not only brings them to light, but also proclaims that his caudillista methods are being attacked precisely by those (press, opposition and courts) who, in any democratic country, have the obligation to do so with the corresponding tools, with truth, prudence and without threats or any other type of coercion. 

Everything points to the fact that, with this elaborate and disconcerting manoeuvre, he is only trying to appear prudent and nothing much is going to happen, when, in fact, he is doing precisely the opposite. So this situation will be nothing more than one more of his out-of-time manoeuvres and a game to which he has become accustomed in order to catch us all offside, even those in his own party and his own gawping followers, who, yesterday, perhaps because of this, did not heed the call for help to demonstrate to give warmth to their caudillo at the headquarters of the PSOE. The reality is that, despite the great effort on the networks, it seems that only about fifty people turned up, half of whom were councillors or deputies of his party. 

A letter that provokes hilarious laughter in some of its paragraphs written gleefully for children or people out of touch with reality and without capacity for judgement, in which he claims fallacious and incredible situations, such as "not being attached to his position", when everyone knows, knows and suffers the initial shame and will suffer the subsequent consequences of the concessions of all kinds and the legislative changes that he has had to circumvent or impose in an undemocratic and almost illegal way to get the necessary votes to stay in that damn armchair in the Moncloa. An armchair that, for the moment, only gives him the capacity to manoeuvre in these abject matters, but not to govern as necessary and necessary after a hundred days of misgovernment -still without a budget in sight- despite the political and, above all, the economic situation as it is and how they will be when Europe wakes up from its pandemic lethargy and gives us the necessary homework to correct a situation that, despite the enormous amounts, royalties and time involved, has not achieved its objectives in their entirety and really should have been changed and imposed at least a couple of years ago.