Dear children of democracy, mom and dad are not “together“. And it has been like that for a long time. Otherwise, the view on social networks is downright touching. Collective sobbing, snot and cries “Don't separate, Baba Yaga will eat us!“. Well, excuse me, but the Voter currently looks like a child who has curled up under the duvet and believes that if he doesn't open his eyes, the family scandal in the kitchen is actually a gentle lullaby.
Wake up. The tale is over, and the wolf has long since eaten both the grandmother and the house.
This was commented on "Facebook" by Kremena Kuneva.
Let's start with the latest intrigue with preferences, and if you want to chew on it more easily, I don't mind calling it love in Italian (but with knives). Nothing speaks of "unity" like the aforementioned phony, which we became desperate witnesses to, watching how supposedly comrades for a "bright future" lurk in the dark to stab each other in the back with a preferential knife. And while the leaders explained to us with clichéd smiles how they were a "united front", in places, apparatus murders were organized, but which one of "ours" should throw out "theirs". This is not a coalition. This is a panicked embrace of drowning men. And speaking of which, let's look objectively at least for a moment.
Who even happened to the PP? If you look at the ranks of “Change“, you will see that the enthusiasm packed up three stations ago. Only the most loyal party soldiers and those who believe that the left is “center“, and the holes in the budget are “investment in the future“ are left. A closed joint-stock company that is trying to sell the right-wing voter left-wing ideas packaged as “smart and beautiful“.
DSB as a political fossil? Let's talk about “hygiene“ and the political tick, can we do it honestly? A structure without a pulse, without electoral DNA, but with claims to the sky. They are that annoying relative that no one invites to the wedding, but he shows up, takes center stage at the table and starts explaining to you how "communism fought" in 1998. They don't carry votes. They carry weight. An anchor, rooted in "Yes, Bulgaria", that prevents anything new from peeling off the bottom, just because "our boy" from the old cadres has to be settled at work in yet another RZI.
"Yes, Bulgaria" remained hostages of the room. Their idea made sense, but the scale was lost. The great potential shrank to evening conversations between 3-4 people. Valuable people left quietly, while another new face for billboards poured in to take their place as color. They never managed to pass the Sofia sign, and the province does not want a stand-up for elected officials, it wants presence.
And it began... “What if we remain unrepresented?“
This is their favorite scarecrow. “Vote for our Frankenstein so you won't be orphans“. And the truth is that you are currently politically homeless.
Who exactly represents you? Those who are fighting for places on the lists? Or those who are selling their principles for a little more TV time?
So, stop being afraid of divorce. All this drama on the networks is like a child sobbing in front of the locked kitchen door because he believes that inside “mom and dad“ are breaking chocolate, when in fact they are breaking their heads. The bitter truth is - there is no chocolate. There never was.
And if they don't find the courage to nominate a common candidate for the presidential election, while entire forums of exceptional people are begging them for unity, it will turn out that we have not only been hungry all this time, but we have also been keeping an empty package. That's it.