Lectio magistralis Roberto Benigni on Risorgimento
I do not like the long introduction, but are sometimes necessary.
Therefore, two initial questions. The first
Roberto Benigni: I do not belong to the category of his hardcore supporters to put aside. I appreciated a lot, but recently I found it around in circles, ossified in a repertoire become the continuous quotation of himself is the only comedian who, like a real (or a wrestler), and is preceded by the inevitable march is always the same.
absurd to think that, after having been denied the compensation required fat, has participated in the program free of Saviano and Fazio, demonstrating that his only intent was verbally bury the prime minister, whatever the cost, in fact, not costs that that costs (abundatiam on state television also paid by fans of the Cayman). (more. ..)
Point two, the League. I have voted, slightly more than eighteen years old I was excited about the political earthquake taking place, and arrived to paraphrase an entire ode Carducci, Hi Piemonte, in a paean titled carrocciofilo Hi Milan, who loved it - stylistically speaking - to my professor of Italian, and even Communist trinariciuto antileghista. I voted once and I do not regret having done so, although I have not allowed an encore. Consider Bossi has unique political intelligence on the national scene. Italy has changed more than you think. I'm not against his and his party no harm.
We come now to the point.
Yesterday evening, the Festival of Sanremo, Roberto Benigni was amazing. His monologue sull'inno of Italy was moving. By itself, the true an award of the Republic (maybe Knight, so a bit 'is happy, a little' no).
Cato Maior Why I write about?
Because today, in astonishment, I read comments left and right of which still beyond me.
Benigni has made some blunders historic, lady, and then the Bourbons were the enlightened, and those rascals of Piedmont and so on.
resorts to the famous Chinese proverb: Benigni pointed to the moon, where they looked at his critics?
For one evening, comedian Tuscan left by the vis antiberlusconiana, has granted very few and mild innuendo, to throw his heart over the obstacle.
not know about you, but I've never heard of, with a rhetoric so believable, Italy. What a prick
comunistaccio did vibrate each string of the feeling of love for our country, projecting it in a thousand-year historical dimension that put the shivers. I am deeply sorry for the poor wretches who have not noticed any thrill, really.
And who thinks that the hagiography of the Risorgimento is not true, we simply say, "Bravo genius, discovery hagiography which is never really true?".
not that hard to understand that every founding myth - maxime of a nation - and rhetoric that feeds it necessary, require a large dose of suspension of disbelief. Otherwise, if we impose the French not to go over the killing of Napoleon, or any killings in which the story is full of the Republique, the British to turn penitents with sackcloth for colonial atrocities, the violence of Cromwell and the squalor of Henry VIII, in short if we demand that every modern nation sieves obsessively impurities in its history down to the grain, not going anywhere.
you imagine my most illustrious predeccessore, Cato the Censor, intent - rather than to encourage the virtues of the citizens - a querulous complaining in the Senate of the massacres against the Etruscans, the snubbing Carthago delenda to say " No, my dear, this history of Wolf I convince the Roman false rhetoric, by Jove! ".
Benigni is obviously not a teacher. But he has been able to tell a story that is our history, with the passion and the poetic face of a great strolling.
E, net of blunders benigneschi, the generation that created Italy was really a race of people who are exceptional, that the world envies. Men who gave their lives, said Benigni, not to defend the land of the Fathers, but to create a land to be donated to the Children. I do something more poignant, on motions and patriots of the Risorgimento, the more I hear.
And I do not care about that Benigni has repaid the honor that (partially) deserve the Bourbons, or so many glorious history from pre-unification states (I am writing from the ancient Republic of Genoa), but dramatically the fate destined for perpetual servitude of any foreign potentate. The heroes of the Risorgimento
are not supermen, and everywhere there is something rotten omnia immunda immundis.
But what is our shred of history: either we keep it tight, or we fall into delirium secession, that is the death of our country, talking about alive. Why is not the Risorgimento
gold, sure, but it is the only metal that holds us together.
Therefore, two initial questions. The first
Roberto Benigni: I do not belong to the category of his hardcore supporters to put aside. I appreciated a lot, but recently I found it around in circles, ossified in a repertoire become the continuous quotation of himself is the only comedian who, like a real (or a wrestler), and is preceded by the inevitable march is always the same.
absurd to think that, after having been denied the compensation required fat, has participated in the program free of Saviano and Fazio, demonstrating that his only intent was verbally bury the prime minister, whatever the cost, in fact, not costs that that costs (abundatiam on state television also paid by fans of the Cayman). (more. ..)
Point two, the League. I have voted, slightly more than eighteen years old I was excited about the political earthquake taking place, and arrived to paraphrase an entire ode Carducci, Hi Piemonte, in a paean titled carrocciofilo Hi Milan, who loved it - stylistically speaking - to my professor of Italian, and even Communist trinariciuto antileghista. I voted once and I do not regret having done so, although I have not allowed an encore. Consider Bossi has unique political intelligence on the national scene. Italy has changed more than you think. I'm not against his and his party no harm.
We come now to the point.
Yesterday evening, the Festival of Sanremo, Roberto Benigni was amazing. His monologue sull'inno of Italy was moving. By itself, the true an award of the Republic (maybe Knight, so a bit 'is happy, a little' no).
Cato Maior Why I write about?
Because today, in astonishment, I read comments left and right of which still beyond me.
Benigni has made some blunders historic, lady, and then the Bourbons were the enlightened, and those rascals of Piedmont and so on.
resorts to the famous Chinese proverb: Benigni pointed to the moon, where they looked at his critics?
For one evening, comedian Tuscan left by the vis antiberlusconiana, has granted very few and mild innuendo, to throw his heart over the obstacle.
not know about you, but I've never heard of, with a rhetoric so believable, Italy. What a prick
comunistaccio did vibrate each string of the feeling of love for our country, projecting it in a thousand-year historical dimension that put the shivers. I am deeply sorry for the poor wretches who have not noticed any thrill, really.
And who thinks that the hagiography of the Risorgimento is not true, we simply say, "Bravo genius, discovery hagiography which is never really true?".
not that hard to understand that every founding myth - maxime of a nation - and rhetoric that feeds it necessary, require a large dose of suspension of disbelief. Otherwise, if we impose the French not to go over the killing of Napoleon, or any killings in which the story is full of the Republique, the British to turn penitents with sackcloth for colonial atrocities, the violence of Cromwell and the squalor of Henry VIII, in short if we demand that every modern nation sieves obsessively impurities in its history down to the grain, not going anywhere.
you imagine my most illustrious predeccessore, Cato the Censor, intent - rather than to encourage the virtues of the citizens - a querulous complaining in the Senate of the massacres against the Etruscans, the snubbing Carthago delenda to say " No, my dear, this history of Wolf I convince the Roman false rhetoric, by Jove! ".
Benigni is obviously not a teacher. But he has been able to tell a story that is our history, with the passion and the poetic face of a great strolling.
E, net of blunders benigneschi, the generation that created Italy was really a race of people who are exceptional, that the world envies. Men who gave their lives, said Benigni, not to defend the land of the Fathers, but to create a land to be donated to the Children. I do something more poignant, on motions and patriots of the Risorgimento, the more I hear.
And I do not care about that Benigni has repaid the honor that (partially) deserve the Bourbons, or so many glorious history from pre-unification states (I am writing from the ancient Republic of Genoa), but dramatically the fate destined for perpetual servitude of any foreign potentate. The heroes of the Risorgimento
are not supermen, and everywhere there is something rotten omnia immunda immundis.
But what is our shred of history: either we keep it tight, or we fall into delirium secession, that is the death of our country, talking about alive. Why is not the Risorgimento
gold, sure, but it is the only metal that holds us together.
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