This is fatigue, satiety, anxiety in the labyrinth of nostalgia. The budget is a political issue at the moment. At the same time, the topic seems to be a more serious, complex, lofty, more worthy reference to a fundamental political document. But Budget is a scene of hate by chapters. The government, in its vagueness and negligence, leaves the matter to the narcissism of petty disagreements with an indifferent country and its intense focus on pornography about fuel prices. And the government is losing control of reality due to the madness of so many disparate measures in the 25th hour.

There is a lesson to remember from this political experience of the left. PS remained for several years away from the PCP and the Bloc for the simple reason that in this political area of ​​Portugal there is no agreed set of ideas capable of supporting the vision of the regime and the country. PS is the pink wall dividing the democratic Portugal of Bloc’s political adventurism and the orthodoxy of the PCP. Six years of ignoring the issue, and PS is acting like a bankrupt going to the market to sell what’s left of historic real estate to monopoly buyers who always offer the worst deal.

And isn’t it a shame for the PS without honor and dignity to surrender to speculators with an ideological service? Political dignity in a disgraced country is always a concept between the volatile and the useless. The political dignity of PS and the historical honor of democratic Portugal do not need any services, assistance or benefits. It seems that for this version of the PS, political dignity is not the approval of an idea for the country systematized in the budget document. Dignity boils down to survival in power or zero political density. This is followed by a repulsive speech of apologies, recriminations, understanding, goodwill, to which is added the rise of sentimental chaos in arsenic-chewed negotiations.

Blok does not have a culture of political negotiations. The peculiarity of the cosmopolitan association is adolescent irreverence and business practices, understood as surrendering the other side and publicly burning all images. Block devises arguments that oscillate between fraud and tacit acceptance of an imaginary country. Masters of manipulation, they hold the country hostage to the irreversibility of their political prejudices, dreaming of the abolition of all laws. And PS is more like a toy without life or will in the grip of the Trotskyist tactics of the residual party.

The PCP has no political vocation for negotiation. This is not a party of large coalitions or small compromises. Red dinosaurs suffer from the erosion of political time, they lose votes, they lose fighters, they represent the decrepitude of a generation of vampires who only know the language of political blood. When they trade, they lose. When the strategy is blackmail, they win. They speak the language of bronze statues abandoned in the political ruins of old Europe. And PS, endowed with primordial innocence, fuels the importance of the party, which has always been an unbearable monument to suffering. Negotiating in favor of the PCP is a capitalist overkill, as it always points to the enthusiastic unanimity of the Central Committee.

I acknowledge that the comedy will only end with a reference to the many “moralizing crusades” of all employers, unions, professionals, amateurs, opportunists, responsible, motivated, dedicated, combative, who with zeal and honesty follow the limited interests of society. The nation is the political and budgetary economy of each group. Traces of old degradation in fashionable political terms.

What shocks Portuguese political life at the moment is the general political frivolity and the great importance of the little characters. An approved budget or a failed budget, a crisis has been established – a crisis of confidence, a crisis of political ideas, a crisis of the political present, a crisis of the national future. Ask the form to tell you that you have a budget and it will always be a bad budget for everyone in charge. However, trying to pass and approve a document that is a collection of accounts to be closed represents a toxic degree of political cowardice and the exhaustion of a political decision that was never a decision. As can now be seen, this is just a pathological hatred of the democratic right that converges on the opposite cynicism of an even greater hatred – a fraternal hatred among the political families of the left. And during this break of time, Portugal continued and continues to postpone and silence without a consistent and coherent discussion of the future.

As for the elections, they still talk about the height of the crisis. After all, who is afraid of elections? Everyone and no one, except for the president of the republic, in the version of the political commentary. The dilemma stands between stagnation and political acceleration. It seems that in the distance I can hear the exclamations of the crowd: “Be responsible!”

Suddenly, the thought occurs to me that the Budget should have the lyrical realism of a person who travels through the invisible cities of the country and imagines signs of happiness that have yet to be achieved.