Nobody believes in the polls that go on TV. From the waiter to the taxi driver, from the runner to the father who chases the little children, each has his own observatory. Merit (or fault) of social media and Whatsapp groups. You open them and they open up a tailor-made world to you, sewn for you by friends and algorithms that bounce jokes and videos on your screen, but not on that of the neighbor by subway. What you believe is all there and only there.