We live in a unique country, where a person does not have time to reach a high professional level that is now sung by the sirens of heroism. Italians do not seek political or administrators capable of everything but the Mandrake and now: the problems are many and urgent, the rational solutions to long disdained. It prefers to wait for the passage of Providence Man of the moment (real or otherwise) for download on that rock of collective responsibility normally and feel light, out of action. An easy process, no doubt about it, but not very fruitful - to understand this, look around.
This also affects the mass heroism of Roberto Saviano, a writer and journalist who Gomorrah for his life in danger, threatened by Casale. In another country, would be an intellectual heard, respected and feared, in the beautiful country did not. Or rather, not alone. Beyond the criticism of the Journal and Free (which we have already mentioned here), the scandal is that more and more people are waiting and hoping his political commitment.
"Candidates", "Change this country!" the pleading, already feeling lighter and external to the problem. This discussion is schizophrenic
also landed today in the pages of the newspaper Done , where, two days after the program's success Come away with me writer Campania and Fabio Fazio, Sandra Amurri Telese and Luke have their say on its potential future. The first, hoping transformation from political writer, the second rejecting and criticizing some aspects of the transmission. The duel has the ridiculous sublime: not just for whiskers of Telese, but what the problem is completely misrepresented. The fallacy is all in wanting to instill in Saviano's aura as a politician, how does The Amurri, who proposed the duo Vendola-Saviano Berlusconi to win, or how does Barbareschi, always Done today ("his populism is the same, mirror image, that of Berlusconi").
And never in all this, has asked the opinion of the person concerned, Saviano. Would take a question: "Do you want to nominate?", Followed by the predictable response: "No, thank you." But that reasoning, in a country more and more like a sports bar with 60 million customers mumbling, is not tolerated. The opinion of the mass, far more serious of the notorious indifference, controls TV and print, creating unreal worlds and legitimize it journalistically. In a short time, the virtual reality of Saviano-maybe-turned-politician is substituted for the original, now forgotten and boring. That a person is limited to say his opinion successfully, there is no wall between the Italic. If you go into, you become part of - "otherwise we're to do '?".
Amurri and the juice of thought, for example, that talking about the ticket-Vendola Saviano, is moved a little:
Although their stories are very different, have much in common. Especially those capabilities, "narrative" of stirring the conscience by the power of words. (...) Two sides of a coin minted to win again the future. It's so crazy dream?
No, Sandra, is just crazy to think so. Vendola is a politician, a writer Saviano. What good is it then, committed and valuable, so much the better for his career and his life (which we hope other hard hundred years, in spite of the Camorra).
is what we have fallen down: the perennial search for Human Right, the "pope alien" who comes to town and brings joy and candy to everyone, not unlike the doc Berlusconi's speech: "Silvio I like it because it is not a politician is a man of action. " The fact that the policy can feed itself, churning out political credible and honest, in Italy it is pure fiction, for several reasons: the bad habit of the First Republic and its depredations; laws ad personam, the mess-ups and cracks in the so-called Second Republic, and especially the terrible syndrome Roman taxi driver. The disease
(STR) is named after the gay capital of taxi drivers, always so sure of their views and so close by Total Political Thought. The speech of the patient type of STR begins with statements: "I think it would be enough just to put things on purpose", followed, depending on the political, plans to build new camps or pink ruled by the Soviets volemmosebene . Our
Peninsula is sick of false hopes, too far from the real policy that is realistic and programs. The real revolution would send to hell the search for the pope foreigners "(sorry, Ezio Mauro) and enhance the good" local bishops "who dwell in secret, many parties. But it is rational thought, down to earth: to masturbate you would like to continue waiting for the coming of the Messiah, or better yet, elect one every twenty years, and then apply it to any pole, turning the supersonic gabbana?
"Happy the people who did not need heroes," Bertolt Brecht said, unintentionally summing up the history of Italy in nine, fucking, word. Italy does not only grind a false hero after another, but when it finds one, soon brought him into trouble, giving them absurd charges. It happened with the author of Gomorra with Falcone (as explained by Saviano himself), is often the case with Marco Travaglio (whose only "wrong" is to be a journalist), with Di Pietro (who discovered the mice of the First Republic), Beppe Grillo, and so on. It will happen again, perhaps with Marco Charter or the puppet Uan.
The idea that a good professional can continue to do its job until you fucking want, continuing to exercise his mind, seems to pass. If Jesus returned to Earth and wanted to preach in the Italy of 2000, would have to go to the notary in order to found his own party, otherwise nobody would listen. And we are sure, would prefer to return to the Christ on the cross.
So, just to make us a well-deserved contempt.
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