Ayuso I think she wears her escraches like a movie villain wears her Afghan hounds, as an entourage, as a trophy, and as a flirty. The truth is that in the end, the escrachador employees become hysterical, ashamed to exhibit their bald feathers like this one. Eli de la Complu, while the escrachada, vaporous and sparkling, floats like a democratic Oscar between the tulle of scandal and Hollywood hysteria. Someone who also shines in escraches, with what looks like a museum head found in municipal work, cayetana. OR leaning against. Both, after the sawdust of the play and the concussion of the barbarians, are ready on the shelf as Isis Pompeian All this seems to me very pedagogical, it is a living archeology of democracy, that is, between the crowd and the gang, a caryatid of democracy is preserved, a little pinned up, surrounded by stonemasons and chimney-eaters.