Dear voters Berlusconi, will be heard rumors, I suppose, that the Italians have become an enigma to the allied democracies . The mystery is not Berlusconi, who for years has a power not normal control TV, newspapers and intimidating judges. After so many elections, we, individual citizens, to be the real puzzle.
What we repeatedly ask is: " Why do you still want it? Why do you insist even now, which is suspected of corruption of minors and bribery?. "No head of government could last more than a few days off Italy: print, television, him away his peers, forcing him to appear in court. Of the democracies could not understand this: If not now, when you free?
These questions everyone should be able to answer: who votes and who has never voted, judging not only the battle between unequal sides (about unequal media influence) but profoundly atypical. We are all contaminated by the way this man went into politics and the nature of his power, his private compound that constantly with our audience. We all live in a kind of show dominated by sex and processes to the premier.
The worst thing in my opinion is when inveiamo against his senile passion. As if problem was to make the age as if it was enough that there was a thirty Arcore, because things change. It is the trap that often fall opponents. Worth reading what I wrote the writer Boris Izaguirre, about the consensus is still claimed by the premier. Its weaknesses are actually hidden forces, "Corruption, when it exposes, creates wonder. The ability to control and avoid all fascinating to dodge justice. " Also fascinates the final epiphany of older lust. The "revolution of taste" which embodies these, the epiphany is "the only option for the adult contemporary, and inevitably attracts an electorate that shares dreams of eternal Youth "(El Pais, 7-2-11). Ours, as we know, is a country of old: the offensive pairing of the premier age and crime is something that disturbs both you and me. Drops both in a network that traps, which usually impossible to obtain a policy, to reinvent what they are, in a democracy, right and left.
The network where we fall is a film that really does not threaten the leader: it is his movie, you and us are extras in his own script, mixed sex, evil, abuse of power. For years, we live a world away from the reality-fantasy, based on the private life of the garment. It is reasonable that it does? Obscene? The right-thinking people believe that this will take care of the magistrates, politicians and the press should instead seek a truce. But truce with whom? You can negotiate with a puppeteer who turns us into puppets of puppets or spectators? If you do not light on the nights of Arcore, it is inevitable that films about the popes in the degenerating ridanciano-girl. Every citizen, Berlusconi or not, we already jokes about it, probably, as the audience laughed in disbelief in the last days of man described by Kierkegaard, when the jester burst, and says that the theater burns. The moment the show starts the laughter overwhelms reality. You also guessed the voters PDL: you expect from the new year are likely to run out in a theater on fire, with us dazed staring at the fool.
One wonders whether it is precisely this, the strength of the Knight: destructive, but still strong. As Napoleon when he spoke of his soldiers, he seems to say: "My plans, I make them asleep with dreams of the Italians." Bolted into the show without seeing the dangers, from papers and enchanted blue spaces that usurp the space of public affairs, will continue to be pawns in his game. He will decide when to end the show which he stars. He occupies both spaces, the fantasy and reality, according to the conveniences. It is his dual nature to confuse the minds: his being Jekyll and Hyde. Scheduled to appear in court rifugerà inviolate private, exhibiting coarseness of Hyde. When the show tracimerà , ridiverrà impeccable Dr Jekyll and tell you all amazed: "I propose a pact of economic growth, armistice on the rest." A Galli della Loggia, who is a historian of Italy, I would ask, with this split personality to urge truce?
is why no politician would today invite the Italians to dream a different country. Italy has already dreamed too. In the heat of illusions has forgotten how cold gaze, snebbiato. Do not need dreams, but to awaken. The other Italy to tell outside the home is not the one "who goes to bed early," as the Marcegaglia. It is one who watches, who dares to new knowledge, learn (Umberto Eco has a good answer, in the manifestation of freedom and justice: "I'm going to bed late, ma'am, but that's because I read Kant). As subprime lending, Italy is caught in a bubble, who allegedly manufactured by the guarantor of its stability. But the bubble burst and as you know, voters PDL: that day, the sharks will be saved, and your big buzz is over.
long as the bubble remains, it is clear that the prime minister will retain influence. I invite you to read an article written in 2002 by the Pais Javier Marias (mirumir.blogspot.com is reproduced in the blog). The writer lists the ingredients of seduction Berlusconi: her confidence always "underlined in red," the "fake smile constant because, "the singer's past practice as to break away from home and mix with the powerful, the mentality of the old Francoist deferential porter with the powerful and haughty with domestic resentment behind a caricature of goodness, the terror of being excluded from the big league The absence of any "shame narrative." He seduces downgraded by identifying with them, and the more they despise. Its moral: You're a loser if you do not like me unbreakable laws, rights, constitution.
say that you like the anti-politics. I believe that what you expect too much from politics. Have you dreamed of a miracle worker re-almighty and forgiving at the same time, not a Democrat. It is useless to continue the conspiratorial agreement that binds you to him illegally: the results are not expected. This is because Berlusconi, a strong power, but powerless. It is not fascism, but the beginnings of fascism - when it was pure "doctrine of action" - repeated like a broken record. The masses lulled into the illusion: these are early days. Then the doctrine became a political war, and was ruined. But it was an act. Not so Berlusconi. For years the image is fixed on the preambles of the fascists magician who seduces the crowds humiliating the man, like the Onion Knight hypnotizes victims in the story that Mario and the Magician by Thomas Mann. The
was Berlusconi is full of these troubles terms: terms with the mafia protect business and family terms with corrupt judges; terms with girls looking for money and visibility. Can you guess what they thought their parents: "Better deals virgins to the dragon, that precarious in a call center." They were paid for performance, then why be quiet. To this can become, by blackmail, blackmail papi-sponsor.
But history is also Italian story of decency, of the dead who fell defending the State against the Mafia. You also marvel at this story: you have admired the past three heads of state, and before Pertini. Without you, however, the Quirinal and Europe may soon even less. Both of us save for the moment the chasm, and perhaps the only European economic and monetary a bit 'our misfortune: the dangers, we'll guess it behind so many veils. But I guess. If Egypt was the revolution of dignity, because Italy can not have a revolt of decency? Decency always begins with the discovery of more than the ruler of equal rights for all, freedom of speech. Barbara Spinelli, La Repubblica today
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