Bottom up: the palace is locked up while the citizens flounder, locked up and submissive
When you've hit rock bottom, start digging. Managers have also invented loan, pendulum, and taximeter. The somewhat disconcerting thing is that they do not disguise themselves, they are not at all ashamed, the breaking of ranks is complete, the one who can be saved is ungovernable. But everything as long as you don't vote! You can see and hear Turkish things: appearing at Palazzo Madama and Ariston, to say to cancel, immediately, sometimes in the same declaration and on everything an unbearable stench of tariffs, of not even virtuous prostitution. The end of what remains – little, very little – of a civilization advances quickly and in the bottom to be excavated there are those who prosper and move with ease. They hatch like primroses in the sun, they offer themselves.
The primroses, by the way: we learned that those for the vaccination areas “Arcuri designed them, but for free”. Now everything is explained. But the districts are not there, of the twelve hundred promised they will make, if all goes well, about twenty and subsidized by the citizens: isn't it politically miserable, isn't it beyond indecency? But if the super-commissioner of the superflops makes such a proposal, it is a sign that he expects a response and there will be no shortage of fanatics willing to unstitch it. People, not surprisingly, of the moneyed left, who, you go to understand how, the more they thunder against inequalities and tax evasions, the more prosperous. Practically Arcuri says: we make you the prisons to immunize you and you pay them. We are beyond China, we are in North Korea.
But not even the serums arrive, yet another fault of the providential European Union. Not content, the ghost government raises a new blow on real estate: the country is overturned, Giorgio Bocca's famous attack on Vigevano, "making money to make money to make money" could be updated as follows: pay to pay to pay.
The same chronicles from the asylum crisis make one shudder, managers and builders use the language of the underworld, of fools: "They tried to fuck us", "I do that out of him", "but where the f…. do they think they're going? ". It is surprising, but not too much, that Mattarella accepts all this but perhaps, as a vaccinated politician, he realizes better than others that the situation has degenerated and should simply be accompanied, gently, to its epilogue; whether it's Chineseization or Greekization, it doesn't make much difference for the country. At first one could also believe, with great good will, with great ingenuity, in the inadequacy of a handful of desperate people; after a year of disasters there is a strong, burning suspicion of meticulous planning in compliance with certain chancelleries, certain supranational institutions. And it may well be conspiracy, but how else to motivate a year of foolishness, obscenity, exponential impoverishment? How to interpret the indifference of leftist parties to the hundreds of thousands of destroyed businesses, and even more at the last mile? There are things that frankly you cannot understand and of which you can only limit yourself to taking note.
The Song Festival that has to be done at any cost and at any price, because Rai cannot give up thirty or forty million advertisements while the rest of the cultural chain, theaters, museums, concert halls, remains tight to get sick with mold and silence; schools that, for better or worse, start again where the entire circuit of social welfare services is stopped, powerless. But why on earth can the structures for the weakest, the most subscribers to loneliness and alienation, no longer function, condemning the least to irreversible despair? Then touches to read of detention wards bursting, suicides and self-harm exploding. These are the things that are pressing and these are the things that are not talked about.
But it is from how a country reacts to its desperation that we understand the reserves available: human, social, collective. At this point, even more than dignity, it is the cohesion that seems to be lacking, in general each one for himself and God for all. Bad, very bad moment also because the information of the regime turns a deaf ear, is silent on the disadvantaged, it is largely made up of Harlequins ready to follow, to motivate any turnaround, any contortion. Moreover, the result is a dramatic deterioration in quality. Yesterday the Corriere , famous as the first national newspaper, hypothesized in a title "a techno government" to get out of the crisis. Like a rave party . We thought we had seen them all in a post-war period of even unpresentable governments but it seems that every new regime makes us regret the previous one. Now the crowd is back in vogue, the big koalition that is, if ever, fat , all together until the bone is stripped, called the Recovery Fund .
The detachment between the building that is closed off and citizenship locked up, submissive and totally at the mercy of events is worse than abysmal, it is galactic. When you've hit rock bottom, start digging and don't stop. You will always find something, even if it looks more and more like remains unearthed by dogs.
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