The distracted gaze of Pablo Casado, by Juan Cruz


Paul Married he arrives where he was expected Isabel Diaz Ayuso. It is a scene of happiness. She looks at the leader, who ignores her, goes applauding the congregation and suddenly notices that the one next to her is the president of Madrid. He then turns and hugs her. He is happy, he smiles with slightly tense corners, a gesture that he has carried with him since he succeeded Mariano Rajoy in the leadership of the Popular Party. that gesture kill or woundthe smile (even the laughter) that he rehearses to generate the content of an expression that has never matched his reality: everything is going well.

His jaw and smile betray him. They snap as soon as he’s on edge for a while, or when he speaks. His expression is sharpof a sure man who in reality is losing his footing right away that he has to say concrete things, those that are not fixed with the word homeland or others with a similar root, which he dedicates fundamentally to his adversaries, to embarrass them that they are not of the same patriotic matrix than himself.

That gesture has marked his face, that is, his way of carrying his face, in such a way that when he walks he does not look straight ahead or down. While he smiles, haughty as he is, he goes to the sky, or as far away as possible from the forehead of the one he meets in some corridor or, for example, in the lost passage rooms of the Courts. This chronicler has seen him a few times in the execution of this type of ignoring: whoever comes to meet him expects a hug from him or a greeting from him, but he slips from the encounter as if he had soap in his eyes. One of those times I saw him come with Pilar Marcos, who is now not his ally. His confusion with respect to the one that came from the front was so noticeable that I felt ice in my veins.

The journalists who have interviewed him know that way of distracting their gaze, and even what they say, in successive bursts, their clueless eyes. Like his colleague Albert Rivera, he practices managing the agreement with what the other says, asking questions or in a state of conversation, even if they don’t really pay attention to what they are hearing. In the case of Casado, asked on Catalan radio about what had happened at the most dangerous point of the procès, he completely reviewed what the government of his own party had done. It did not cost him anything to say later that he did not produce that denialWell, it doesn’t matter to him, as they say in neighborhoods in Tenerife, eight than eighty. His objective, really, is not to convince, nor to be convinced: his objective is to pass the drink, whatever it may be and whoever falls.

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It has been said these days of anxiety, when faced with a very serious problem of his president of Madrid, that he received Díaz Ayuso to reproach her, surely, for her brother making money thanks to her doing business with the most serious part of the pandemic. If she left that meeting as if she didn’t spend too much time, it is possibly because her president looked up instead of facing the supposed culprit of this onerous irregularity. Usually, married was in a hurry (that rush to delay that he has practiced since the master’s degree made him nervous) and left for another day (or for Egea) the verification of that moral (and economic) embezzlement that now hangs over Ayuso and the PP as if it were a hand full of used soap.

Perhaps what happened in that meeting that the two opponents now use (the two roosters face to face) was that Casado did not realize that he had Isabel Díaz Ayuso in front of him but rather a specific part of the pavement that will lead him to unseat Sanchez of a position he covets without looking straight ahead or sideways. And of course it slips.


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