El sueño de Alsina: "Sánchez había convocado elecciones sin sorpresa"

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Onda Cero

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The director of the magazine segment of Más de uno recounts this dreamlike experience where the Prime Minister, embracing the bear statue at the Puerta del Sol, announced new general elections, much to the opposition's fury.

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Pedro Sánchez's announcement of the general elections serves as the starting point for this satirical tale, which humorously reviews the political reactions, the electoral campaign, and the key players in the race to the polls.

That night I dreamt that I woke up and Sánchez had called elections—no surprise there. The announcement was made while he was hugging the bear statue in Puerta del Sol, using a megaphone held by Oscar López and Óscar Puente. The bear idea came from a young advisor recently added to the president's video and public relations team, who had envisioned Sánchez leaning against the strawberry tree and addressing the crowds from there.

He even offered his own body, getting down on all fours so the president could use it as a ladder. Sánchez nimbly clambered up the monument, but because it's so tall, he couldn't reach the base of the tree, and fearing it might fall, he ended up grabbing the bear from behind with both hands, creating the strange impression that instead of leaning on it, he was trying to ride it. "Fuck the bear!" Díaz Ayuso shouted at him, leaning out from her office balcony without a megaphone.

Once the announcement was over, the president first released the bear and then the two Oscars so they could go about their mission. They were taking their first selfie when Telemadrid connected live with Ayuso to offer viewers her essential regional reaction.

"Let's put an end to this dictator." That was all she said, and a panelist was heard applauding enthusiastically. Or so it seemed, because it later emerged that everyone had. At Génova 13.

Feijóo was still fine-tuning his speech, which, although it had 12 paragraphs, could be summarized in three words: "Last chance, Alberto." As he finished, and seeing that he was leaving, he posed a question to Jaime Ruiz from La 6. He asked, "Mr. Feijóo, what is your vision for the country?" and "What is your vision for the country?" to Abascal.

The PP announced that the campaign kickoff rally would be held on Trampolín Beach in Ceuta, taking advantage of the fact that it was finally free of the "dirty invaders" and that Tellado would speak from the sea, perched on a buoy.

Abascal didn't appear on the morning of the announcement because he was finishing purging a few critics who were saying he was corrupt, that he didn't work, that he was a softie.

Meanwhile, the far left announced that it would run in the elections under a new name and that it was still looking for a candidate. In other words, pretty much the same old thing; SpongeBob SquarePants and Alba Flores were all over the place.

The afternoon of the announcement, a party was held at La Moncloa to celebrate the record the president had broken. A milestone, as Elma Saiz said, Sánchez had made history. Sánchez, by becoming the first president to have Parliament go through an entire term without a budget.

His followers were commenting on social media. Nobody had ever done it before. Isn't he a great guy?

I had accepted the bet Carlos Cuerpo made with me the last time he came on this show, he told me off-air. A lunch, I bet that this time we'll actually present them. I hesitated because I'm not used to letting a minister drag me into a game. But I ended up accepting.

I realize now the Corps owes me a meal, and I feel bad for them, because when the prices were set, they were a percentage point lower. And now my meal is going to cost them a fortune. Because I plan to order the most expensive thing on the menu just to get back at the 350 members of parliament whose right to debate how taxpayer money is being spent is being violated by the government.

The president whispered in my ear, in a dream, that on top of saving the MPs work, he then exclusively told me that he's going to turn all the attacks he's received around and use them as an electoral advantage, like he did when he called himself a dog, Sánchez.

His brother is going to compose the new campaign anthem, and Begoña is going to be in charge of raising funds in Cerdán's absence. Zapatero will accompany him to every rally, sporting a different piece of jewelry each day and getting paid like he's some kind of expert analyst.

"You'll see," he told me. "We'll win again."

"His bread," I thought, "earned by the sweat of his brow."