April 2010

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

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Sunday, April 25, 2010

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labile memory. A country without an identity is a country without a future

There is a time of memory and time of revisionism. A "natural" law through the story, which carves out spaces more or less extensive according to political schizophrenia and temptations that distort the reality in the name of hypothetical revisions. We could mention the "waltz" of Italy dear to Bismarck, this time not as diplomatic, but the mental and cultural, that have to do with the Italian imagination and bring the ideals to be sucked into a kind of spiral that does not seem to find the end. A part of the country would wake up and not be ashamed, every day of what is happening. It would be the first goal to restore dignity to a state that slumbers peacefully, lying on the laurels of a past "shouted" where appropriate, and the complete absence of genuine concerns for the future. Something distant, elusive, contours faded.

In the 65 th anniversary of the Liberation, in what must have been a moment of national cohesion, Italy writes one of the darkest pages of its history, see April 25, 1945 reduced to a "business" plan, sees prohibit Hello Beautiful disappear and the Resistance by ministerial programs. It is an anxiety that permeates the country, the tip of the iceberg in the depths of which are troubled waters that speak of fragmented identity and a single in the balance. Old and new demands, fragility and contradictions, you can draw up a tarnished mirror in which part of Italy can be seen hardly anyone expects the other, almost a deus ex machina, to save the country adrift. A mirror in which faces and voices become confused where the variety of different areas of Italy is no longer viewed as an asset, but reduced a thorny issue to which you cling nostalgic reminiscences of invented traditions, where appropriate, such as those of the League, or ghosts that wander in the imaginary South

is to say that there is nothing to celebrate in Italy where the thread of memory is fleeting and ideals have become confused, as if thoughts of a niche in the intellectual and nostalgic: distortion of meanings and signifiers in a vicious circle in which the occurrences are reduced to ideological disputes. There is nothing to celebrate in Italy that forget the birth of democracy as a sacrifice of people who died for an ideal, people who fought and were part of a well-defined. Compared to all the dead of war and "the" war, one might add, because war is always denial of humanity, but only the revisionists who claim to omit part of the story does not make sense, they contribute only to satisfy the design Who does not want an Italy able to think freely and lost in the media obsessions. We are operating a widespread depletion of our history, untying the strings of memory to make room for gaps and silences.

There is nothing to celebrate, even in terms of dignity. Liberation as a "fight" every day brings to mind the words of Piero Calamadrei that back in (now more than ever!) 1955 warned:

"If you want to go on pilgrimage to the birthplace of our Constitution, go to the partisans in the mountains where they fell, in prisons where they were imprisoned in camps where they were hanged. Wherever an Italian died to redeem the freedom and dignity, go there, or young, with the thought that there was born our Constitution. "

Italy is in the moral de profundis, gripped by an irrational grip of indifference: choices unexplained, irrational election results, political climate increasingly unstable and dangerous advance of extremism and premises, in sharp contrast with the idea of \u200b\u200bglobalization . E again, frantic search for security within its borders, the construction of an enemy towards merging the fears and anxieties, the daily accumulation of intolerance and schizophrenia. One wonders, where's the courage to make decisions, the same that moved the thoughts of so many people died in the name of an ideal. On the wall of the cell where he was locked up Saturday viaTasso Martelli Castaldi, Brigadier General after the September 8, 1943 provided weapons and explosives to the supporters of Lazio and Abruzzo, a final message:

When your body
no longer, your spirit will be even more

live in the memory of those who remain - Fa 'that can
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Saturday, April 24, 2010

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Resistance. Letter from Jordan Cavestro (Mirko), shot in May 1944

18 years - high school student - born in Parma on November 30, 1925 -. In 1940 he creates his own initiative, to a bulletin fascism around which they mobilize several militants - September 8, 1943 after the same nucleus becomes organizing center and engine of the first partisan activities in the area of \u200b\u200bParma -. Captured on April 7, 1944 Montagnana (Parma), during a raid operated by Germans and fascists - published in the prisons of Parma -. Tried April 14, 1944 by the Military Court of Parma - sentenced to death, then pardoned conditionally and held hostage -. Shot May 4, 1944 near Bardi (Parma), in retaliation to the killing of four soldiers, with Raymond Pelinghelli, Vito Psalms, and Erasmus Venusti In Venturini.

Parma, 05/04/1944

Dear friends, now it's up to us.
Let's get to the other three glorious fallen comrades for salvation and the glory of Italy.
You know the task that touches you. I am dying, but the idea will live in the future, bright, big and beautiful.

We are at the end of all evil. These days are like the last days of a big monster that wants to make more possible victims.

If you live, it's up to you to redo this poor Italy is so beautiful, that has a sun so hot, so good mothers and girls are so dear.

My youth is broken but I'm sure that will serve as an example.

on our bodies will be the great beacon of liberty.

Source: Letters Sentenced to Death of the European Resistance , Einaudi 1995, p. 514

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Calamandrei Piero, Speech on the Constitution (1955)

Article 34 says: " The capable and worthy, even without financial resources, have the right to attain the highest levels of education. " Eh! And if you do not have the means? So in our constitution there is an article that is the most important of all creation, the most challenging for us that we are declining, but especially to you young people who have the future ahead of you. Says:
"It 's the duty of the Republic to remove obstacles to economic and social nature which constrain the freedom and equality of citizens, prevent the full development of the human person and the effective participation of all workers in the political, economic and social development of the country. "
E 'task of removing the obstacles that impede the full development of the human person and then give work to everybody, give a fair wage to all, to a school at all, allow all men the dignity of man. Only when this is achieved, we can truly say that the formula contained in art. first-"Italy is a democratic republic founded on work" - correspond to reality. Because until there is this possibility for each man to work and study and draw on their work safely with the means to live as a man, not only for our Republic will not be able to call based on the work, but can not be even call democratic because a democracy in which there is in fact this equality, in which there is only an equality of law, democracy is a mere formality, not a democracy in which all citizens are enabled to truly compete in society , to bring their best contribution, in which all spiritual forces of all citizens are made to contribute to this process, this continuous progress of society.
And then you understand from this that our constitution is in part a reality, but only in part, is a reality. Part of it is still a program, an ideal, a hope, a commitment to work to do. How much work you have to be done! How much work stands before you!
E 'has rightly been said that constitutions are also some controversy in the articles of the constitutions that there is always cold even if disguised by the wording of the provisions, a polemic. This controversy is usually a polemic against the past, against the recent past, the regime fell from which it came out of the new regime.
If you read the part of the constitution that refers to relations civil political rights of freedom, you constantly hear the argument against what was the situation before the Republic, when all of these freedoms, which are currently listed and solemnly reaffirm, were systematically disregarded. Thus, controversy on the rights of man and citizen with the past.
But there is a part of our constitution which is a polemic against the present, against the present society. Because when the art. 3 says, "It 's the duty of the Republic to remove those obstacles of an economic and social obstacles to the full development of the human person recognizes that these barriers that currently there are facts and you have to remove them. It gives a view, the constitution, a controversial opinion, an adverse opinion against the current social order, that must change through this instrument of legality, gradual transformation, the constitution has provided the citizens Italian. But a constitution is no property which has defined a fixed point, it is a constitution that opens the way to the future. Not to say revolutionary, because for revolution in everyday language means something that subverts violently, but it is up for renewal, progressive, aiming at transformation of this society n it can happen that, even when there is, freedoms and legal policies are made useless by economic inequalities by the inability for many people to be citizens and to realize that within them there is a spiritual flame that if he developed into an economic compensation system, it could also contribute to the advancement of society. So, the argument against this that we live in and commitment to do what is
us to transform this situation. But, you see, the constitution is not a machine that once set in motion goes without saying. The constitution is a piece of paper and dropped it does not move. Why you should move every day in the fuel lose, you put in the commitment, spirit, the will to keep these promises, his responsibility. That is one of the offenses that are made to the constitution is the indifference to politics, political indifference-that is not here, thankfully, in this audience, but often in large groups of young people- a disease of young people. "Politics is an ugly thing," "I care policy" when I make this speech, I always reminded of that old little story, that someone you know, two of those emigrants, two farmers, who traversed the ocean on a rickety ship. One of these farmers slept in the hold and the other was on the bridge and noticed that there was a large storm with high waves and the ship swayed: So this farmer afraid to question a sailor: "But are we in danger?" and that says: "If he continues this sea, the ship sank in half an hour." Then he runs to wake up in the hold his companion and says, "Beppe, Beppe, Beppe, if it continues this sea, the ship sank in half an hour." What he says: "What do I care, it's not mine!". This is the indifferentisno policy. 'S so beautiful, it's so easy: there is freedom. We live under the freedom, there other things to do than to take an interest in politics. And I know too! The world is so beautiful, there are many beautiful things to see and enjoy, as well as involved in politics. Politics is not a pleasant thing. But freedom is like air: you realize what it's worth when it begins to fail, when you hear that sense of asphyxiation men of my generation have felt for twenty years, and I wish you young people do not feel anything, and I hope you will not find you never feel this sense of anxiety, because you hope to be able to you create the conditions for this sense of anxiety do not have to prove anything, remembering that each day we must take care about freedom, making its contribution to political life. The constitution, you see, is the statement written in these articles, from the literary point of view that are not beautiful, but it is the solemn affirmation of social solidarity, human solidarity, of common fate, that if he goes to the bottom, go to background for all this ship. E ' the paper of their own freedom, the paper for each of us the dignity of man. I remember the first elections after the fall of fascism, June 2, 1946, a people who for twenty-five years had not enjoyed the civil and political liberties, the first time I went to the polls after a period of horror, chaos, war civil fights wars, fires. I remember-I was in Florence, the same happened here, these lines of people in front of the covered sections, disciplined and happy because they had the feeling of having found their own dignity, that given the vote, bring your own review for this help to create This review of the community, this being the masters of us, their country, of our country, our country, our land, we have our destiny, the destiny of our country.
So, you young people to have to give up your spirit, your youth, bring it to life, like what you hear, put in the public spirit, civic awareness, to realize-this is one of the joys of life-to realize that each of us in the world is not just that we are more, that we are part of a whole, within the limits of Italy and the world. Now you see, I have little else to say-in this constitution, do we hear the comment in the next conference is in all our history, our whole past. All our pains, our misfortunes, our glories are all resulted in these articles. And learn to understand, we feel behind these articles of distant voices. When I read in art. 2, "the fulfillment of the mandatory duties of political solidarity, economic and social," or when I read, art. 11, "Italy repudiates war as an instrument of aggression against the freedom of other peoples," the Italian homeland homelands through the tall, I say, but this is Mazzini, or when I read, in art. 8, "all religious confessions are equally free before the law," but this is Cavour, when I read, in art. 5, "the Republic one and indivisible recognizes and promotes local autonomy, "but this is Cattaneo, or when, art. 52, I read, about the armed forces, "the ordering of the armed forces on the democratic spirit of the Republic" army of people, but this is Garibaldi, and when I read,
art. 27, "is not permitted the death penalty," but this, or students from Milan, and Beccaria. Large distant voices, big names away. But there are also humble names, recent entries. How much blood and how much pain to get to this constitution! Behind every article of this constitution, or young, you have to see young people like you, who fell in battle, shot, hanged, tortured, starved in concentration camps, died in Russia, died in Africa, died on the streets of Milan to the streets of Florence, who gave their lives for freedom and justice could be written on this card. So when I told you that this is a dead paper, no, not a dead paper, this is a will, a will of a hundred thousand deaths. If you want to go on pilgrimage to the birthplace of our Constitution, go to the partisans in the mountains where they fell, in prisons where they were imprisoned in camps where they were hanged. Wherever an Italian died to redeem the freedom and dignity, go there, or young, with the thought that there was born our constitution.

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The "shifting boundary" means a precarious human face

I do not have the moon in my imagination and discover it was also a bit 'sad. While talking with a friend, between the philosophical and the "daily", I realized that it had a mind "levels", which stands vertically in a sense to the world, but a mind that if I close my eyes , stands along the "mobile boundaries." A metaphor for life. I see lands that run fast, then the sea, the sea calm and reassuring and at the bottom, where they touch the heavens and the earth, horizon.
Since I was little that imaginary line was the beginning of new worlds to explore, the idea of \u200b\u200ba journey in life, judging from the scenes that emerge from my mind, I get happy again. The strong desire for freedom in an advanced society that puts in chains, to paraphrase a thought of Jean-Jacques Rousseau, where progress means a loss of humanity and the impoverishment of society. Among the current
barbarism, the dehumanization of labor has a name that collects imbalances: insecurity, the "modern slave" labor, as they are called, behind the anonymous collaboration contracts, perhaps the best known figures when you consider the considerable which have increased in recent years. Insecurity everywhere in the private but also in the audience, where one day you thought you could find a stable, happy island in the jungle work. I have pursued for years
culture. I come from a simple family of workers to whom I have the tenacity and love for freedom, I could say metaphorically that have informed me without too many words, the idea of \u200b\u200bsailing forever in my sea by erecting the largest sail and climb over the horizon to get into other areas. When I opened the door to my future, I hope. I thought I could collect my childhood dreams, becoming a journalist or a writer, and cultivate love for writing. The first trial of temporary work I did after graduation: I did not have a problem. It was natural, was too "reassuring" to friends if I thought that they had no work.
before love and passion, the details of the employment contracts, limits on the idea of \u200b\u200bworking without subsidies, the "occasional services", are sidelined. Six years of contracts administered with some diligence, then more and more rare and, meanwhile, are passed by the silence of the archives in the "voices" of mixed classes of primary school. My little boat has flipped, blown by the wind of the need that is linked to basic needs: the family, a son, the mortgage!
On the new island, apparently safe but full of hidden dangers, I discovered a new form of precariousness and gave a more human face to the same precarious. I was not alone, locked in an archive or a library, but I began to realize that many people lived in a condition "inhuman", hanging from a telephone call, with the perception that the work was reduced to a "score", almost a 'absurd escalation of other numbers, other students, some even with a face.
This new concept of work, mistreated but became part of the Italian system, requires an awareness of modern alienation, understood not only as a worker at the strangeness of the product and the work they do, but as a result of a ' instability of relationships that generates motivation, anxiety, uncertainty. Becomes a precarious status, the natural way of thinking not only limited scope professional but, slowly, slowly turns into the staff mindset, where the future is not a hope but a non-thought. It is an alienation from tomorrow and the hope that results in an apparent resignation to life itself. Apparent. In reality, it conceals the courage to fight even without rights, to give dignity to something that is not a guarantee.
"Italy is a Republic founded on work," reads the art. 1 of the Italian Constitution.
If I think back on course in my sea, the horizon takes meaning that as a child and teenager I would not have imagined. Or, add new shades. Not only is the poetic and idyllic space to explore beyond the line where the sun is born and dies, rather a shifting boundary, "something that moves when you get close and never leave tap. Perhaps a metaphorical sense of insecurity by a more human face.

06/30/2009

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