On
the italian Titanic we are always bracing for something
that is going to happen soon: next week, next month, maybe a year. Three years ago (it feels like a century ago!)
we were all waiting for the
evening news to hear
that tomorrow will be the end of the crisis. Soon tomorrow became maybe next year, reality
is that now what’s
ending isn’t the crisis but our patience and our
money. Last summer We began focusing our
hopes on the upcoming Elections: the
campaign was ruthless and
rude and made us exhausted. a month ago we voted yet we are
still waiting for the new government to be established while we keep wondering if it will arrive
before the warrant
for the arrest of Berlusconi. it’s today's news that on April 18th it will
begin the process of election of our President. Italian wishfull thinking in this case is that our
president will have the powers of Harry Potter and will be able to turn
all the bad wooden puppets
into obedient good children.I think we are just waiting for the end, for the blow, because maybe italians will be capable to show the best of themselves only close to drowning.
We hope that this time the water is not too cold.
my heart will go on…
We hope that this time the water is not too cold.
my heart will go on…
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