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Last week saw Alfredo Pérez Rubalcaba resigning from his posts as First Vice-President, Interior Minister and Spokesman for the Government, changing his name to Alfredo P. and transmutating into PSOE’s candidate for the next general election. The date for this general election is still unknown, but everybody seems to know that it’ll be November 27th this year.
He’s now spent a busy few days trying to cut all ties to the zombie government still in office, appearing in several party acts saying that he’s the one that knows how to create jobs, fix the economy and generally bring happiness to everyone and their mother. His success in this apparently herculean task has been overwhelmingly nonexistent, as reality tends to be much less malleable than media, but give him time and he will find plenty of mediocre but zealous Riefenstahls to feed his Goebbels act and manipulate enough people into being sure that these are not the androids you are looking for. He has done worse things before.
His last decision before nominally leaving the government, while actively practicing a species of proctology cum ventriloquism act with still president Zapatero, was to appoint his successor in the Interior Ministry, namely a certain Antonio Camacho, his right hand during his tenure. It may be worth mentioning, if only in passing, that three of the closest aides of Camacho and Rubalcaba himself have just been accused of several crimes in the Faisán case, in which an ETA extortion collector escaped the police some minutes before he was going to be arrested because one of those aides walked into the terrorist’s bar and handed him a telephone through which someone in Camacho’s office called him and told him to leave before he got arrested. Curious behaviour for people supposedly charged with upkeeping Law and Order in Spain, but that’s probably because I’m a bit of a nitpicker and I lack a sense of humour.
I seem to have a memory, too, because this new Alfredo P. looks to me exactly like the same ugly bearded sixty year old inveterate liar that has been running Spain’s government while said government has been ruining us all. Sometimes I wish I could forget, I’m sure I’d be happier.