This is a widespread tendency in the media to criticise indirectly, to knock down the arrow without indicating who the destination is, and to cover the insignificance of necessity – supposedly – through cults. Cryptic opinion, worthy of public applause, but that will only be captured by the interested party.

It has never been my style – except perhaps some tweets – I have always preferred to mention the name and surnames of the critic, and, if you tell me the hairs, I have tried to conceal my deficiencies by humor, rather than concealing by pedantry. Well, they're ways of being. Surely it is not worth giving more details.

I'm telling you all this, because this week I don't know exactly what I should write, maybe I should go to humor. After a time of reflection, it occurred to me that I could tell you that in the Rainbow he went home at night, while watching a vampire movie, but I have not yet surpassed the scare. Every now and then things like this happen. It goes without saying how well the silly columns are today, which are written without disturbing anyone, it is very much to be thankful for the excellent opportunity offered by these texts to leave everybody at peace, because, of course, if I had wanted to criticise someone, if I had agreed with someone, according to my custom, I would have found their name and surnames in the text.