Carlos Mazón went up to the tribune of the Valencian Courts firmly convinced that he had to give all kinds of explanations about the behavior of everyone else during the emergency, but absolutely none about his own behavior, about why he was not where he should be and why who is convinced, even today, that it did not need to be there. The result was a river appearance of almost three hours defined by a single objective: to dilute his responsibility in a flood of dialectical incontinence where he did not find a minute to theorize about his own agenda that day.
In case there was any doubt that Mazón is already the man who always arrives late, he could not think of anything better than to announce that, perhaps, if he did not consider himself up to par with himself, he would resign from running for re-election. when the legislature was over. It may seem like a joke from those of “you know the one who gave…” by the unforgettable Eugenio. But it wasn’t. Mazón meant it, as if it were a sacred oath of loyalty, although formulated conditionally.
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