Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Political Thought In Random Order III_ The end.

I am watching the slow, but inexorable suicide of my country. I'm watching from far enough feel safe, but that doesn't stop the pain and rage.
Italy is NOT this. Italy is wonderful, warm, chilled and friendly country. Full of culture and art and amazing people. I still believe it, despite the many efforts to convince everybody of the opposite. I believe it, but I'm losing hope.
Silvio Berlusconi is the personification of everything I hate about Italy. The arrogant ignorance, the rowdiness, the lack of respect for everything and everyone. And yet is in power. He is transforming the country in the larger version of himself. And, what worst, he is destroying everything that is good about Italy. This is unacceptable. This enrages me. To tears.
Italy is so much more than that. There is a lot of good in the country. And yet, that voice is not being heard. Why oh why is Italy not rebelling to this bleakness? I'm waiting for my country to show some pride and back-bone. But I fear I'm waiting in vain. What happen to the fight, the protest the rage?! Where did those go?! What happen to Guccini, De Andrรจ, Gaber, Cyrano, the dream?! Come back! this is the time, if there ever was one to stand up and make your voice heard. Do it. Do it now. Please. Or it will be the end.
Perhaps, this is what sadden me the most. No-one is standing and fighting. Did we all grow brain washed, passive and lazy? Did Berlusconi succeeded in that?
I sincerely hope not.

Destati Italia.