A Capote for Alberto Garzón

I don't know if former minister Alberto Garzón is as fond of series as his former friend (and former vice president) Pablo Iglesias.

If you haven't seen it, I recommend the second season of

Feud

(HBO), dedicated to Truman Capote and his swans, those ladies of New York high society who formed his entourage in the sixties and swore eternal enmity when they saw each other. portrayed in the editorial preview of

Prayers Attended

, the unfinished chronicle of the vices and miseries of the upper bourgeoisie of the United States.

Surely, one of the cruelest, most brutal and entertaining libels in the history of universal literature.

It cost its author ostracism for exposing the filth of her friends, and we suspect that he did not regret it: it was a good price.

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Capote betrayed everything and everyone for his glory and his books.

With him there is no distinction between the artist and his work, because all his work is due to the perfidy of its author: without his devious character, his cynicism and his way of faking friendships to infiltrate the lives he wanted to narrate, there would be no there would be

In Cold Blood, Music for Chameleons

or

Answered Prayers

, and the world would be worse.

This is told very well by

Feud

, directed by Gus Van Sant and divinely performed by a cast of actresses in their prime.

That is why I recommend it to all readers, but with a special mention for Alberto Garzón and his fellow travelers of what he calls, in the statement released this week, “the political space for which I have worked so hard.”

It would be unfair to compare Garzón's prose with that of Capote.

I also don't think Ryan Murphy is going to produce a season of

Feud

telling the rise and fall of Podemos.

If he did it, he would have to start with that moment in which Garzón accepts the job offer from a consulting firm that represents everything for which they conspired to storm the heavens, and then rejects it, victim of the fury of the just. .

From the pact of the bottles to the offices of Acento, a soap opera of betrayed friendships and love affairs, and of ideals stamped on the carpets of the ministries.

The story has merit, without a doubt, but it lacks glamor and literature.

We will stay with Capote's betrayals, and let everyone see themselves reflected in them as they want.

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