Mr. B. An Italian Story.
We, young Italians no longer believe in politics.
It isn’t an outburst. I’m not feeling sorry for myself. I’m just a disinterested observer, now non-partisan and apolitical. I defend the ideals, the values but I let the rest slide.
We are represented in the world by this man, Mr. Berlusconi, politician, businessman, a self-made man – in fact the third richest man in Italy. I could go on and fill this white paper simply quoting his materialistic possessions and his charges, but I will not. Wired taped recordings most recently revealed Mr. B referring to himself as an Italian prime minister “in his spare time”, as an explanation for why he’s so busy to one of the hundreds of young women he entertains.
He’s the perfect scapegoat for all the Italian problems: economy, immigration, recession. Everything has become guilty of Berlusconi, his government and his “girls”. But the problem is not him, nor his escorts and his processes. The problem is that the attention is solely focus on the nightlife of a reckless man. The most Italian politcal movement? The anti-Berlusconism, nothing more.
Let’s play: Silvio Berlusconi’s gone tomorrow. What will change? A serious and pragmatic government, a cohesive, peaceful, ethical parliament ready to fight for the needs of the country? I think not. With or without the “disappearance” of Mr. B. we find a stagnant and lethargic country.
University graduates remain unemployed and in the meantime beautiful women, in government for their sex allure rather than their political stature, sit in parliament. You want some names? Mara Carfagna, Minister of Equal Opportunity and ex showgirl, Elisabetta Gardini and Barbara Matera, European Parliamentarians formerly actresses and showgirls and many others, search them on Wikipedia and take a look.
The daily newspaper columns feature only scandal and gossip while foreign press further criticizes us. In all honesty this few lines are an outburst, but it is necessary to live a situation to write on it, and I’ll try to convey how we feel in other articles.
Who will be the next character played by Mr Burlosconi? The future, OUR future will tell us.
Cartoons by Francesco Miccio
An italian Artist, Giorgio Gaber, told: " I don't fear Berlusconi himself, I fear the Berlusconi inside me". And this perfectly summarize the problem of italian people.
With these comments start to come out the soul of the young Italian. Thank You!
Right observations. In Italy we aren't slave of Mr.B (like european TVs and medias show), italians are tired of him and just need an alternative...not only political but also cultural to berlusconism.
In the next articles I'll try to deepen this aspect. Thank you for the comment!
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