Freedom of information, it was said? Old stuff, old, obsolete. Now we're to the point that even the choice of the individual (voter?) Is more respected.
I am not referring to personal attacks conducted against individuals from the turrets of the news crawler enslaved and reverent.
No, I am referring to the attacks, less subtle, less and less concealed and camouflaged, conducted against the city.
latest example? The darkening of Ballarò , for one thing. Millions of viewers have not had a say when it came to determining what was a priority of a program of information and one of fantaspettacolo: State TV, the government itself decided, in their role of guide and support the citizen- infant, what fed for dinner. A sort of customized media diet, carefully calibrated, also based on external factors, political and weather, where it may the innocent joy of the creature voter. Who lives in a world of cotton wool. Secure. Surrounded. Prisoner of a layer of batting. Balls of images, words, on paper, but more often on television screens, are the arsenal dell'Egoarca with loving care that puts the blinders and ear every day the average citizen.
as when, in August, surrounded by children and grandchildren, from Villa Certosa gives his version of events, offering to secure a 54-tooth smile that shows off the cover of Who , Entertainment Weekly (whose?). ;
as when, without any shame or modesty, locks the joint press conference with English Prime Minister, for a tumbler of nonsense monologue caramelized and glamorous, forgetful of the fact that the international press, the international community, can not be confused by Berlusconi, who mixes a lie, political propaganda, private interests, charm wealth, image construction and manipulation of opinion. No compromises, no indulgences. Nothing, "yes, but ...". There is no one else so muddy bottom where they can meander thought the poison that has contaminated everything in Italy now: the thought that after Berlusconi in Italian. Berlusconi who we are. Or that we should be. Or at least be with him. And that Italian society is accepted as a postulate the mythology of benevolent head and wounded by the wickedness of the enemy.
After all it is not difficult to name these enemies. It is not necessary to seek political enemies, the so-called vultures who are preparing to succeed him (which will be discussed in the following post). Just look at the recent subject of anger dell'Egoarca "the Republic of poisons." That in the end, at least immediately, is the only really formidable enemy, as it represents a threat to the image of Berlusconi.
why not taken down from the screen, that's why, no holds barred, opens windows on his imaginary world, its Wonderland . To cancel, "nientificare" (Giuseppe D'Avanzo) reality makes excessive use of his weapon formidable: the power of ideological hegemony and the media, the appeasement of complying (or aligned, if you prefer), and the cowardice of the prudent. With these blades in hand Berlusconi fragments, pulverizes every fact and event, replacing the one-dimensional, self-congratulatory narrative of their companies - or whether, just at that time the inspiration is short, with a more effective "I did not say anything" .
Which companies? But how can we forget the advance of troops on the outskirts of Moscow to Tbilisi, everything about her, the Great Communicator, which avoided a new Cold War. And what about the signing of the Treaty on the limitation of nuclear weapons? Were it not for Silvio and his close friendship with Barack and Vlad, a rapprochement that would never have been possible. Not to mention the Atlantic Alliance, which owes its existence to Berlusconi, who convinced Prime Minister Erdogan to kick off the nomination of Rasmussen.
is not clear, therefore, our fortunes and wonderful world in which we live through him? In Berlusconi's world there is no crisis, or recession, or distrust. Social peace reigns, there are no accidents. Even the disasters are transformed into opportunities, by his genius, and now the earthquake Aquila are happy because "many have gone on a cruise and others are hosted on the Coast and are all happy. "
A delusion of power. Un'iperpresenza television (Ilvio Diamonds), aggressive and ferocious. Excessive Force. Or rather, against those who are left standing. It has the effect
serial format with the addiction to a regular repetition, supporting both its expressive individualism.
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So come the evening of Sept. 15, a parade like others, it seems, in which viewers, like good little soldiers, all are called to applaud the "best prime minister of the last 150 years" ;, who performs for them in a masterly stunt exploitation pain.
"You have a nice little saying - wrote Curzio Maltese. it takes care By employing certain words, but these things are seen only in these arrangements. More often at the end of the schemes, when the hegemon is much in later years and incontinence egolatrica.
Information tamed, the agony of a democracy ( LeMond ), public space, gagged and reduced to a government megaphone. Comments too negative?
But how else to define the gruesome spectacle of the evening? Three hours of commercial-governmental, self-celebratory monologue interspersed only by the exclamations Treat guest "But it is a miracle. "
Without a shred of shame for using the earthquake victims and their tragedy to make sure the shield of unified networks, not having to suffer any kind of contradictory, directly or indirectly, during the beating of Republic and its journalists offenders who continue to ask questions.
And not to mention the fact that he has that much sense to attack the independent press in front of a television audience (infants nell'ovatta, remember?) Who knows little or nothing of the Republic of investigations, the scandals of the Premier, the international disrepute surrounding Berlusconi, ...
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Exactly. As well as ugly and without a any structure that would give her organic, transmission was unintelligible in many moments. Berlusconi, in fact for months now replaced the strategy of silence with that of the reaction, defending and attacking on the facts of the average spectator (to Door to Door, for instance) can not do anything. What news has in fact ever read the famous 10 questions to Republic now recite the rosary as presenters all over the world? Writes Curzio Maltese, September 16 ", imagine the bewilderment of the viewer average Porta a Porta fascia elderly, low education, little familiarity with the printed paper, which observes the premier full of resentment and turns to ask for guidance from the lady: 'But who has it? What happened? '. "
Here, it has become a kind of surreal TV, submission of responses, without ever feel the need even to mention the facts.
yet ...
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Yet just when you unleash the strategy in autumn, at the height of the action, the Great Communicator find you have lost some 'of its magic. Italy turn their heads away, the index of presenting plays mocking the percentage to be hungry enough to quash any other program broadcast on RAI, let alone in Mediaset.
What could have led to this? Whether
annoyance, the repulsion of this expressive individualism imposed, because when enough is enough?
What is the pathology of noise, which finally has reached its second phase (if that controversy should be heard among the shouting louder at the end there is a risk that all would become deaf)?
guess it is unlikely to answer this question, and that perhaps only one case, however striking, can not really represent anything.
It is certain that no one knows that better than Berlusconi to vote even (especially) with the remote. And the fact is This time the Italians have changed the channel in droves.
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