On various previous occasions I published part of the psychiatric reports issued by specialists in these matters, but it did not produce suitable results. I think it is reasonable to influence this matter, although Sánchez himself tries to avoid spreading his weaknesses and threatens punishment to avoid it. It is a sign of transparency to publish these details and it is very beneficial for them to be known by the people, even if it hurts the interested party that they are known. The educational psychologist Abigail Rodríguez makes an extensive analysis of her narcissistic and psychopathic personality; she adds that he is vindictive and dangerous, cold and calculating. The Deputy Director General for Competition of the European Commission, Cecilio Madero, calls for Sánchez’s resignation due to his manifest incompetence in managing the coronavirus health crisis; he thinks he must be suffering from some kind of mental derangement. Dr. Joaquín Sama, chief clinical specialist in Psychiatry, Neurology and Family and Community Medicine in Córdoba, affirms that we are governed by a narcissistic psychopath. A person very close to him (which I am not going to mention for obvious reasons) maintains that: “he expels hatred through all the pores of his body; he is very dangerous.” Carlos Dávila affirms in a comment: “We have a coward as president who, in his wounded egomania, takes refuge under the mantle or the umbrella of the King to fade the rejection that he produces in the majority of the population. And from his arrogance, he allows himself to threaten those who criticize him. It is a democratic danger.” We have no luck with the head of the Government of Spain. Neither this country nor its citizens deserve such a person. It is necessary that the people know the aversion of this autocrat for Spain and that this unscrupulous man, in addition to the psychiatric problems that the specialists show us and the amount of hatred that those who know him well indicate to us, is pure irresponsibility in always putting his “I” to the welfare of the people. He would look very good if he took the initiative to leave, it would be better if they fired him at the polls, but his egomania will not allow it and he will use all possible means, whether illegal or dirty, to remain in his position and we will not get rid of him.
Monedero may be right to complain about not having access to documents from his trial. Justice, in addition to being partial, is so backward that it can still be considered politically relevant to further harm the one who was the “father”, teacher and maximum defender —even after his fall due to his unbearable brazen economic corruption— of the founders of Podemos. If I were still teaching, I think I would put as an example of a sophist, of a great political trickster, the defense that that well-named Monedero —whose hand, alas, I shook more than once— made of the “understanding” of his disciple Iglesias to the mayor Cádiz when he awarded an official medal to Cibeles, I say, to the Virgen de los Pescadores. Unconstitutional manipulation and very contrary to the ideology of both, which should especially offend true Catholics. “Tell me who your friends are and I’ll tell you who you are”.
in recent years the number of poor people has increased by several million, now reaching a quarter of the Spanish population. However, the annual demonstration against poverty, previously supported by thousands of people in the capital, has just brought together less than a hundred in front of the Madrid City Council. And a representative of the Popular Party (“Popular”, is there room for greater cynicism, more miserable impudence?) has said that he does not see poor people on the street. Of course he is right: his police have expelled the few who still dared to beg in the center. Since there is no justice, is there at least “charity”, alms? Before, the bishops did not even attend demonstrations for the poor, as, for example, they did in Great Britain; later here, as in Bilbao, they even push the clergy to expel the poor from the door of the churches, because they stir up… and “steal” part of the money that the faithful give inside the temple.
I grew up in Noja, a Cantabrian town, I was born in 1936. We lived in Noja but we did not live in the countryside, my father was a topographer at the Geographic and Cadastral Institute. In those times after the war, everything was misery and poverty, but the peasants raised domestic animals for their livelihood, for example chickens. I remember perfectly that when it rained, the hen that was raising her chicks, spread her wings and sheltered her chicks under them. We are living in a time, which is not that it rains, it pours and there is a terrible storm, people are frightened, restless, but this storm will pass, but while it lasts we have to do like the chicks, shelter ourselves under the mantle of the Virgin. The storm will pass, the first dawns of the new society that will emerge after the storm can already be seen; The Blessed Virgin shelters her dear children under her mantle, and she is forming with them an invincible army. Peace, joy, will make the new society like a foretaste of happiness.