E 'a ship arrived coloratacontro the' gray 'The whole government of Tirrenia ferry was occupied yesterday by the delegation of Sardinia. A nottea discuss but also joking, dancing, drinking. "Because boredom is the enemy of politics
Stefano BocconettiOlbia Our sum sent to you do not expect. Maybe because when we are half people and their stories, the "rules" follow other roads. Certainly not mathematical ones. And here it is, then, this addition. It begins in the evenings and late at night at the port of Olbia. Soon the ship will depart for lead to Rome, at St. John's event, the delegation of Sardinia. The two things, however, coincide ship and delegation. Why give your children but three cabins of Nuoro going to play a football game with Roma students, the remainder of the ferry is filled only with flags, from banners, the colors and rhythms of tomorrow who will go to the streets. Two thousand and seven hundred people. First, to port, arriving in unstable: in two minutes, only they invade the huge room to sail. Unroll their banner. It says simply: "I am insecure." In Italy is the condition which covers the ten to twelve percent of the work, here is double. And is the first distress telling the delegation. That is in addition to those who are retired and the elderly. The bulk of that twenty percent of households in Sardinia live below the poverty line. They have no banners, more than any flag. But they are a piece of this important delegation. Meanwhile, I am eleven at night, coaches from Sassari, dall'Ogliastra, from Cagliari, Alghero continue to arrive. And they bring the story of other discomforts. Grown after a year and a half of the center of government. And here they are boys and girls gay and lesbian Cagliari. With four died of the Sardinian flag. And there are women. Then the small group of workers Legler Ottana. Describing a "distress" more different: that of someone who wants the state does not was limited to distributing money, lots of money to companies in exchange for nothing. Not one shred of plan. One could go on for hundreds of rows. Also because, meanwhile, now the square of the port has become a huge "square" overflowing with people, young girls. And many left-wing militants. That tell of a discomfort even more special, difficult even to describe. What of those who must try to convince people, those who encounter every day, that there is still a chance for this government. Despite this year and a half. The sum of this should lead to a foregone conclusion. At least if they were worth the political criteria of "normal". There should be anger, disappointment. Slogan hard. Of those which will fuel the controversy about the meaning of the event on 20 October for at least twenty days. But it is not. The sum of these several thousand hardships simply gives a ship full of celebration. Flags, stories. As if against the greyness of a government which hobbles on the whole, a push could also come from these items. From these songs. From these stories. However, that the reporter must gather in a short time. Let's say three quarters of an hour, an hour at most. Yes, it is as if there was a "pact" is not written nearly three thousand of these people: it leaves at 23:30 and the exact time to devote to politics, the discussion is limited. Just one hour. Next, want to think of something else. To sleep, however, does not think anyone. So just left Olbia, and while the crew people give up and stop assigning seats and berths that both are gone for a long time to find out that here there are hardly any answers for granted. In front of the microphones and notebooks in front of reporters, no one gets along with the easy: "We are enforcing the program" or similar. Anyone who says its takes a little bit, a little more. And then discover that the many hardships of Sardinia, the left has long tried to put them together. In what Michele Piras, regional secretary of the PRC, the young, called "the case for Article 13." Statute of Sardinia, which being a region with special status has constitutional significance. It seems the classic title for a TV debate in the salons. Yet everyone here know what that means. In short, the left wants to impose, even through a provision of the statute, a project to revive the region. A project that the left wants to live by asking the government to put the money and the regions to the projects. Elsewhere, with a little 'of carelessness, I would call a traditional development plan. But here, that word does not use any. Here, that word - "development" - has already become a "bad word." They think an increase is completely different from that hitherto known. They speak of a 'renaissance' without cement, without refineries. They talk about a new economy. What an old fisherman told you so by boat - a simple, old fisherman has called a public meeting in 'the re-naturalization "of Sardinia. This, this one came to ask the center who voted. But this time maybe not so much "what" they asked. As for those who came to ask. And then you realize that the left - lost, in trouble, in a dramatic difficulties facing a huge problem that calls the coalition government together with a -, you realize that this still left a large part of society. It is certainly a significant piece of Sardinia. Because the bridge, lying everywhere, including the terraces outside the ship where he started to make a biting cold, the people there. People, people. Also, you certainly are a people other than the official dell'inconografia left. There are also two miners Sulcis, complete with a helmet they used when they worked, are now in layoffs. With a bit of pride that were reminiscent of their own, the miners, to deliver the first demonstration of the opposition during the first Berlusconi government. And speaking of 1994. But just two. The bulk of the ship is made of so many other things. The more different. It 'made by teachers, technicians Ogliastra. It 's done by people who have strange contracts of employment and must also use these hours to complete the projects. So you see, there in the corner in the dining room, those three guys in front of a laptop, still designing a strange thing. A new type of exhaust pipe for motorcycles. And 'their work. so find the boy, Xavier, who is a student of medicine at Cagliari. And that tells you that you have participated, too, the primaries of PIDD. Those missed by the governor Soru. And just a joke to inflame the debate. Involving at the same time twenty or thirty people. Each with a thesis. Although the idea over the other end comes out. One for which the government lost the elections of 14 October in Sardinia - Sardinian Democratic secretary will Antonello Cabras, until yesterday, national director of Diesse - why have mobilized against him, the party apparatus. Diesse and the Margherita. Why have mobilized against him, those economic forces affected by the choices of the Governor. What has long decided to work because the old Sardinian capitalism - one that can not see beyond the bricks of speculation - is being replaced by new entrepreneurial forces. More dynamic. The primaries are served, in short, to send a signal to Soru. Xavier went to vote for him for this in the gazebo under the house. But it was the only or nearly so. It may be talking about the local newspapers when he wrote of a "red rescue" came in support of the Governor. In a competition still play with guns do not always clean. It 'was the only, or almost, because the ratio of the left with Soru is not linear. To appreciate the many choices, the challenge for others. To put it with the parent company of PRC in the Region, Luciano Uras, Soru would be fine, even if he had a soul. Soul sociale.Ma now the time for politics is about to expire. In the other room an impromptu "dj" is already setting up his equipment, a pair of speakers potentisime. The ship began to make music from all sides. But even here: the music is a bit 'far from the stereotypes to which you are accustomed to in these situations. There is, indeed, who also sits in a circle and singing the old "Countess." The guitar plays a girl from Alghero, all piercings and earrings. But it tastes different than usual, the rhythm is more than words. However, the soundtrack is made by another ship. It 'made by reggae, the reggae Italian. Sud Sound System, Bracco, and many other groups who sing in Sardinia. Cd with their dancing. All dancing. Even more, the soundtrack is made by the improvisations of dozens of boys and girls. Dancing and singing, changing the lyrics. To tell of equally small micro-communities. Or even just to call the names of their friends and laugh. Many boys, many girls. Why so many, so many. But it is useless to ask them something more. "Enough, Always the same question. How boring reporters. " Laughing and waving flags. The strangest. There is the Catalan, the Brazilian one, that of Jamaica. There is one of peace, swung rhythmically by a group of migrants. There is the flag of Ghana, which has no symbolic value but it is beautiful, green, yellow and red, with a big star at the center. Above is the flag of the country from the boy that shakes. But that's okay. There's all this, and there's lots and lots of wine. Lots of fun. A bit 'of marijuana but less than one might imagine. Lots of dancing, a little 'accordion. So many words. No, not those of the slogan. Rather they are those of that group of gay guys, young. Seventeen, eighteen. One of them, Oliver, was too small last year to vote for policies. But if possible is even more disappointed than others. Why has not had time to give a proxy to Prodi, the European Union. The defense of his rights had delegated to his friends, his fellow students, young communists. Why 'vigilance' on the honoring of commitments. They did not, rather, they have not done enough. Or so he thinks. So it is very bitter. That quickly becomes bitter however, even for him, like dancing, singing, joking. Now is the dawn, Civitavecchia is a long stretch of lights. The first light after a night in a very dark sea. On the pier, at six and twenty, this delegation is expected to Franco Giordano. Face a little 'tired but when the ferry down the river of people, everything goes. There will be many shake hands, greet him with a beat reminiscent of some past events with the secretary of their party. I also warmly welcomed the group with the flags of the PDCI, with whom, perhaps, years ago we were fighting hard. But many, most, stop and take this opportunity to introduce himself. "Hello, I am Ivan," "are Romina" - the youngest regional minister of Italy-, 'Angel', 'Stephanie' and so on. Occur, do not know him personally. For many of them, in short, seems to be the first level of contact with politics. With his left hand. And if so, then on October 20 has already precarious vinto.21/10/2007
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