Italian social and Silvio Berlusconi divorce
Silvio and the neglected greenhouse of Veronica. I lived in Germany between 1988 and 1995. I love and I sincerely esteem the Germans for cultural motivations and character empathy. An ethical peculiarity however has remained engraved in my mind: they have succeeded in basting a civil cohabitation of sublime level to whose comparison the Italian “modus vivendi”, appears as a menagerie of monkeys without dignity where they frequently squirt infamies that lift excesses of anger and exultation as if the good and the evil had here joint right of residence and separate civic, where the right of each to exist and to expand was guaranteed.
In these days that follow endless disquisitions on the economic crisis, seasoned political diatribes of awful anathemas, as if the individual had to perpetually face an abyss that seems nearby to swallow him, an earthquake that has made three hundred victims and left thousand of evacuees with a roof of cloth, but full of trust to make it alone to rise again "if someone helps us", a lady very more youth of her husband plant the classical stab in him back while its duties of political head bring him to be next to his people. So much wickedness in the evident intention to close a relationship drawing the maximum of economic profit, morally ruining a person to which is tied up almost a whole nation, can be tracked down only in Dante literature.
A lot, too much, people howl feeding self with arrogance of the most contaminated mud to be able to dirty even the best feelings of a man that goes to the birthday of a girl, where also parents and friends participate. What does remain to be fierce of it?
Silvio as you have done not to realize that behind an union where the interest of a bright mature man for a modest woman, but very more youth and the interest of her for an existential jump toward the insured comfort, could not make to grow a snake?
The question between the distracted abel and the unredeemed cain find here the nth reissue!
The one grazes rested the beasts, while the other one cultivates the earth with sweat and suffering and in the anxiety since the bad weather could annul its works. Their calm loneliness will apparently see to suddenly explode the hate of the unlucky one on the best, since both had pursued the intimate existential concept without taking care of the other. The one improves and it continually gets while the other one ferments unhealthy in his hate.
And one won't succeed anymore finally in extracting of good from the earth, but only grudge and hate to be devolved to the similar one so that to kill him for to kill himself being alive.
I love the German people because I have discovered that they love each other! Between them You feel well. In Germany I have felt beloved and respected. And I have been favorite in to reciprocate. I have never felt to express me in this way if not now where a matrimonial crisis, even though with all the possible justification, renews the feeling that in this nation there is always an attempt of the demon to open the gas and to make the house explode with all of inhabitants.
Social harmony and self respect as partners of a community are nonexistent and are easy to wonder anywhere you may be, what am I doing here?! Perpetually foreigners in own land remained in 1943, where a group of communist partisan believed possible to eliminate all the competitors to be able to appropriate a nation and they established a infamous comparison ethical style survived to every Pope and to every Sunday service.
A sick people in a sick nation that nobody know when it will recover.
The tourists don't probably feel it but us, Italian, not all but as, we don't succeed in breathing for this ideological stench that authorizes an impressive quantity of people to disperse anywhere the own poison. Also in the family of a person that for the first time in centuries of history it seems to succeed in to modernize a people able only to break and to cry, but not to progress.
Silvio react and come out of this nth infamy that attacks you! Italian people is still afraid to shout it, but hopes in you and the people as you to go out of the secular cage that the history still seems reluctant to open.