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Tonight, dinner at home of a Tuscan friend to celebrate the olive harvest and the new oil. Green, stinging, young, thick. Now waiting for the bread to toast, soon will be full and smiling hardcore. Thank you mamma Sforazzini!

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Updating my last post,  a few minutes later.

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Pommegranade is an emblem of Italian lifestyle.
Around the table, chatting, sharing, eating.
Enjoy.

While the eternal city is still licking it’s wounds after October 15, which was untimely followed by torrential rain and flooding a few days later (video), and while the world rises in protest against the economic crisis and the EU works day and night trying to avoid economic breakdown that would carry the world down the toilet together with the Euro and the old continent (maybe we should have thought about it before..?), things like this happen.

We aren’t quite there yet; we need less people feeling they NEED plasma televisions, and more cops on our side. 25,000 people for an iPhone or a tv. 200,000 for protesting. There is definitely room for improvement.

Almost two weeks after that October 15th that has seen almost a thousands cities around the world unitedly occupy their own streets and squares, and after what happened in Rome that very same day, the dimension and the connections among protesters worldwide seem to increase every day.

After the riots in Rome, we have seen happening exactly what we would expect: the moving of the spotlight from a rightful protest of citizens and their motivations to criminalization of participants by the same ruling class that brought us here and allowed those incidents to happen in order to use them against the protest itself. Should I mention one for all? The mayor of Rome,former neo-fascist Gianni Alemanno, who condemned what happened and banned demonstrations in Rome for a month. (Also this post from another Italian blogger offers a reading of the facts similar to mine)

Meanwhile, Italian medias did their part “informing” tv-watching grandpas, housewives and average Joes that the name of the new scare was actually an old one: Black Blocs. The problem is not sitting in parliament, but it’s in the streets.

Interestingly enough, as I said earlier, as protests continue to take place all over the world, even though the reasons why people got down in the streets might have been slightly different at a first superficial glance, common patterns start to emerge.

People want to participate more in public life, they want more transparent institutions and better economic policies; those who abundantly eat off the actual system and are in power respond with tear gases and truncheons. Nice.

Two days ago in Oakland, California,  24-year-old protester Scott Olsen got his skull fractured during clashes with the police. He is a Marine Corp war-veteran from Iraq. Could he be a Black Bloc too, just like “Er Pelliccia“?

Today I was supposed to go through some material I started gathering up for my graduate thesis, but then something happened.

A mix of events came together, and thoughts I had having for the last weeks, the last days, met a stable disposition in my mind this morning, forcing me to change my schedule and organize this post.

Lately I mentioned how Italy is going through an interesting and promising social phase, and meanwhile the whole world and it’s citizens are facing some interesting challenges, that I defined as real clash of civilizations in my last post.

The arising of new sensitivities that makes the period we are living a revolutionary one is the red lines that connects the Italian scenario, on which I want to concentrate today, and the global one.

Made Italy, we are finally making the Italians, we said. Last Saturday, in Rome, hundred of thousands of citizens went down the streets to tell the people in the palace that we are here, and we are coming. Hundred of thousands of citizen of every age, every part of Italy, that came not in buses organized by some party leader or some organization: they mostly all came with their own means, or by train. Spontaneously. I am young, I know, still I have never seen anything like this happen before. In this country, in Italy. The country where people don’t care, everybody turns around, the mafia still proliferates on a culture that often, to live with no problems, doesn’t see, doesn’t hear, doesn’t speak. Here, people form everywhere spontaneously met in Rome last Saturday, because they start to see that there is no choice but to raise the tone.

Together, like this, we have never done it before. Those who still govern us know this, and they are afraid. They know that their power relied substantially on the fact that Italians were always too divided to take action as a real organic entity; on that they thrived, for decades. I want to make clear that I do not simply refer to the government, to Berlusconi: this is something that will overturn the whole “ruling class” of this country. They are all going to go. It feels good to write that :)!

For these reasons, this soft regime we Italians today live in tried to do all he could to distract the attention from what was really happening: a huge, spontaneous gathering of people that was there to remind them who was the people, and who those who served the people. It is not that hard, when you have a country in which you pretty much have an oligarchy controlling the media, an embarrassing low penetration of the Internet on the territory compared to the rest of western Europe, and a population made for a great part by older people who still think they can still get “informed” by newspapers and news, and have no idea of what alternative sources of information are.

All they had to do, and what they did is allowing violent protesters to organize themselves, take part to the rally, give them chances to create some chaos, have them destroy Rome and let this one be, out of 951 cities in 82 countries in which manifestations were held, one of the only places where things turned violent, and definitely the worst case.

Why? Because by doing so they took away the spotlight from the people, and could even take advantage of the situation to point the finger towards people’s movements and, why not, advance some fascist-like proposals to limit freedom of gathering and demonstration. Nice.

This morning, while going through the news for breakfast, as usual, I came across some video reports of what happened last Saturday in Rome. The website is www.serviziopubblico.it , and it is the new independent initiative of one of Italy’s major old school journalists, Michele Santoro, who recently left, among bitter polemics, the RAI, the Italian public broadcast television, for reasons that can only be considered political. The videos that Santoro’s team offer are not something that you will see in TV news here; they clearly show how things went, from the beginning to the end. They show how only a small group of the protester were actually causing troubles, and how they were let free to do whatever they wanted long enough for the situation to collapse and transform an otherwise pacific demonstration into civil war. Also, not any less important, you see how the great majority of the people Saturday in Rome had nothing to do and wanted nothing to do with that violent phalanx. People wanted the police to intervene, to make the situation safe, to continue pacifically their rally. But the police did not intervene until it was too late. Maybe they were not put into the conditions of being able to do so. Citizens against citizens, workers against workers. Rome burns, and Nero plays the lyre.

These videos were just too good. But they were all in Italian. I spent the whole day adding the English subs, in order for them to be available to a wider public.

These are the 3 videos that I chose; for more refer to the original website, but with no subs, sorry!

Video 1

Video 2

Video 3

They last around 12 minutes each.

5.07AM, I’m going to sleep. Tomorrow doesn’t look as a great day for my thesis either 😉 .

This is my contribution to our revolution. It is just a matter of time, we have already won.

You know what I think?
I was thinking of what happened in the streets and the squares of the world these last days
It is a clash of civilizations, Babylon vs Zion, but the real problem is that the majority of the people worldwide isn’t really aware of what’s going on, and that is partially our fault.
I am afraid that at the eyes of many, people that grew up (like us, remember) in the “old world”, this revolution of which we talk about sounds more scaring than else.
They know what they leave, but they can’t see where we are heading…wouldn’t you hesitate?
Often the old world vs us sounds like “growth” against “devolution”, “prosperity” vs “we all need to be a little poorer in order to be all better and safer”. People don’t buy that. You wouldn’t either, and in fact you don’t.
What we fail to do, is to explain what we actually mean.
None of us wants to be poorer. Be colder. Have less fun. Go to less places.
What we want is to be able to consume BETTER. Consuming better means that instead of buying a cheap sweatshirt that in 2 years will be worn out, you get a BETTER sweatshirt, made of better quality, spending a little more (maybe what? 20%, 30%?) but then using it for 10 YEARS. Remember when you used to get affectioned to things? And ten years later you were still happy to be using them? Maybe a sweatshirt, a pan, some knives, a pair of kicks?
30% more in price when you bought it, but then spread over 10 years of use. Maybe it would have still be worth it even if you had to pay 50% more? Even better quality? Even more salary for those who makes them? But in fact, you still consumed less.
Consuming less DOES NOT mean to be poorer. It means better quality.
It also means, I guess, knowing who you really are, because using something for that long you GOT TO LIKE IT! And this is not exactly non-consumistic way of thinking…we are still talking about being defined by things you buy…c’mon.
At the same time, who wants to consume less energy?
I don’t.
I don’t want to be cold in winter. What I want is that energy to come from renewable sources.
Why is our government (ours, also yours!) still investing in oil, sending kids over to war to die only so that prices of a limited good which is already scarce and whose price is already rising and rising as there is less and less, can continue to rise so that those people in Wall Street and Dubai can become even richer?
Wouldn’t it be smarter FOR US to have our government, people that WORK for US, invest into access to unlimited sources of energy, as often renewable ones are, available everywhere on the spot, creating new jobs in research, installation, assistance? Not one big central, but many many little producers, on every roof, on every window, on every tile.
From one big central with one big owner, to many little spots, with many little owners: this is called redistribution of wealth, did you know that, you filthy red!?!?
This is what we want. We want better quality, less quantity. Better sources of energy. Better food, that doesn’t cost us 1€ when we eat it, and then 10€ to take care of health problems that derive from it; better to spend 3, even 4. Eat better, live better.
More local products. More seasonal fruit and vegetables. More jobs around us, better ripen and more tasty fruit.
This is what we want.
This is what a government closer to the people means.
We are 99%. Of the world. We need to work together. Together we have already won.

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This cultural imposition is so tight on us, and at the same time so much imposed from the above, miserably trying to cover our real self, that we even fail into being extreme and fat, regardless of the fact that in Italy we have access to such a variety and to a richness of food. An alfa-male representative of this cultural paradigm could excel into one of the two possible extreme espression of self, which is having an extreme realtionsiph with you body (itself again divided into two extremes) and therefore with food to the point that on one extreme it can push you to eat yourself dead.

I have always been fascinated by the colors of the bright summer days in old Italy.
It first struck me in Venice, during my high school years; I have hundreds of memory snapshots that made me awe in silence, often not even stopping because of the fast pace that we are often forced to keep in order to even out the slowness of other occasions (a hit to the slow Italy stereotype: you want some moments to be slow, you need to accept to rush in others).
This morning I was supposed to be at work at 8, but find out just today that the alarm clock app I downloaded for my new Android phone apparently doesn’t work if the phone is off. Pretty useless. I opened my eyes at 7.40, sleepy as never, and got myself going.
As I rushed to work through the usual backdoor alley, my sleepy brain urged me to share the moment.
Enjoy my rush to work.

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