In the intervals between sessions and the other of this sort of "Neverending Story" segment elevation to the bottom of the everyday personal and general telephone, from time to time, to "my" Susanna. I do so only if and when I stay alone in the house, to speak freely. They are, however, the more time you can not find it: working the door around the boot. I called again tonight, I found it (was this the fifth or sixth attempt of the week), and I just finished a long conversation (Rina had to put the "Month of May") with that piece of My best embodied the distant past and stored. But the holes of oblivion blacks are still too many: that punishment could not find intact and vibrant scenes and details so that engaging in this experience. Indeed, the living, flowing, river water amphetamine rinnovantisi in those golden days of summer, hot weather and of passion. The last, very special: Honey and wound, full of fears and difficulties, but also fruitful and continued healing of tensive physical strength and good health. Always remember that the magic of discounts and decontamination does not make too lenient.
ponder. No, no "discounts". What we said? The same news on health, their daughters, their problems, work with "his" Mark, traveling from city to city. And sometimes to reverse our past intimacy. So, remembering and alluding to, I ended up to reveal my secret: this agonizing attempt to romanticize that section of my life that saw her post gravitational of my major emotional commitment. And I have whetted his curiosity impels me to finish "on time" because she can read it, find ourselves past that double-sided, happiness and sorrow, pleasure and pain. I promised, but I know that my Furies are not willing to let go: how to miss so tempting prey?
"I could or I?" So, now many years ago, challenged one of the usual Gulizza thinker pontiffs of free will, clearing the "ways of the Lord" of the ideological fantasies that feed the "I". And I feel the last of the Mohicans groped at an extreme defense of the residual "could" nestled in the "complexity" of the causes and sub-causes, intermingled with the drives appetitive; of the occasions and inhibitions, in dialectical competition. All hung the "category of the possible" that the attendance of the great professional Abbagnano Nicola has inoculated to my neocortex, so porous selected availability acquisitive. But as the years go by and still less of the medium of the "I", so ruthlessly devoured by the repeated defeats of my intentions, my challenges. And this effort is the litmus test of my virtues: Polyphonic this mess that I can not close. After dozens of frowning intentions finished betrayals and compromises. Amen (again). * A photo of
group, I surrounded by the girls (plus a few boys) grammar school in the third section (or course) A, Realpolia: and I'm still projected on those early seventies who met almost daily clashes with passion of young people and prepared the "years lead "of subversion red and black. And even more dismal season of the mysteries of the massacres. Suffer a bit 'the passionate voices of those early intervention youth. Every nasty business again, a debate / confrontation (the euphemism of coverage is "conversation") in class (but without overflow in times of historical and philosophical program). The photo was in the time diary, which contains notes of school life and politics: there she is on the table, ready to refresh your memory of those distant events, going on the run the more prominent (for historical impact and human cost). Have a memorable protesters-police clashes in March 1968 (still the '68!) In Valle Giulia, the massacre of Piazza Fontana in Milan, 12.12. '69; The expulsion of students from the University of fascist Rome to the rescue of those clashes, causing more and with many dead and wounded from the infamous crime-error Primavalle fire (two brothers of the MSI burned at home by rowdy Power Worker (you said and it is said, some "sources"): 16. 04. 73), the Royal Law of '75 there have been dozens of bloody fights, the real episodes of urban guerrilla warfare, with a total of 69 victims between the two sides (But not the side effects: for example, the parents filed a punishment for the children killed, up to early death). At the same time you change the ideological simplifications: the fascists beaten, too, by the police, are not "instruments of the bourgeois state, but his enemies of the other border, accusing him of being weak or complicit with the communists. The theory of extremists on both sides was heralded by the institutions with poor outcome of credibility with the opposing sides. Even decades later, Pino Rauti the tricksy to confirm a judge with strong anti-subversion legitimacy, the shaky Democrat power. Neither it took little time (and a few events) to make it accept a portion of the left institutional. Meanwhile, the events gained in the dual track of the executions and massacres Brigades mysterious but (what little or much that it was possible to prove) that more suspects matrix fascist-Masonic-institutional and piduista. As if to say, latamente (and basically) "mammon", with the usual secret service anything but "deviant", the hidden track, and well provided for, their primary function of socio-political deterrence in defense of the capitalist disorder (high promoted by the Power policefalo, the rank order of only possible and desirable). And go with the already mentioned bombs Brescia '74 (we had a chance, myself and Rina, a stroll on the Piazza della Loggia twenty years after the massacre: I explain to the plaque), with those on a train in the same year, with the much larger and horrible massacre at Bologna on August 2, 1980. And so in silence.
The bloody saga of the Red Brigades, and related groups (workers' power, front line, ...), it should be remembered, was preceded by the first bars of the spectacular "strategy of tension", subversive respectable program, aimed at 'intimidation of unwary who dared to hope for an easing of the suffering of the disadvantaged. O (known less dramatically) to dress a bit 'better canteen worker at risk and that unemployment, with its layoffs.) The data-symbol of the gentle little program "political" is the one just mentioned 12. 12. '69, A day of slaughter to the Bank for Agriculture Milan, Piazza Fontana: seventeen died from the bomb smashed and not remember how many wounded. We fly over the dramatic result: the false leads, false witness, telling the disappearance of evidence, choice of scapegoat: the unsuspecting Valpreda, arrested and "press" in prison, the poor Pinelli "suicide" of a window of the police station. Punished, the criminal choice, with misguided revenge, killing the suspect commissioner Calabresi. Do not forget that the lucid investigation Cederna Camilla, the clash with Montanelli (always illuminated by the Holy Spirit in its iron, even iron, as a man of conviction and order satisfied bourgeois), and jumping off and erasing, until too late condemnation of Adriano Sofri and his companions, on complaints and confessions not entirely comparable to gold cast. Sofri, long time journalist and commentator rightly observed, it is declared innocent and refuses to "apply for grace": the contradiction which consents not.
But Calabresi's murder still deserves a few lines: the commemoration of the tenth and, more importantly, have produced evidence of twenty years and memories that leave no doubt about one fact: the Commissioner was not rushed into the room from whose window Pinelli. There were but five people, five policemen, including a leader (perhaps the commissioner) would have been natural to turn to them to read groped encrypted in the alleged suicide? Natural and logical, but in a normal country. Particularly revealed by the widow: her husband Luigi (Gigi father for the children) was in friendly relations with Pinelli. Both in friendship that anarchy had given to the Commissioner an excellent book, the vibrant, poetic, melancholy and lucid "Spoon River Anthology." Retropensiero, "but in a normal country" such things happen?
However, there is really nothing to reproach the Calabresi? Why hold back for three days, the 'friend' Pinelli? Why, indeed, point to him as a major suspect? In a lot of confidence there was no way to understand the spirit of the anarchist non-violent? This might obscure rather than clarify the climate that brought criticism Calabresi. Sure, you can not expect that his wife (then expecting a third child) or the firstborn (which certainly, sooner or later, he wrote of his father) to be able to recognize at least an ounce of responsibility to the person beloved. But criticism has its hard duties. Even in wanting to clarify the condition of "non presence" of the Commissioner. Why leave your friend in the hands of others (and are also safe pair of hands: quien sabe?)
* Maybe it will be a distraction only "metaphysical" relevant: that final tragic end of a year of handling dense and varied (rooted in the ferment multi-polar "legendary '68) (1), the center of which opens up another event for the history, but opposite to the innocent blood of Piazza Fontana: you mean Woodstock. That is, the gathering of 500 million youth of the two (or three) to enjoy sex at a rock concert in the name of peace of love of solidarity with the suffering. Slogans: "Three days of peace, love and music." Or, more realistic version: "Three days of sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll." So the "flower children", the beatnik, the generation of rebellious pacifism (Put flowers in your guns!) Wanted to show that an alternative life Keruac the course and after Ferlinghetti had the original in other ways, variously dynamic emotional poetic. And all of you agree Mammonites challenge the philistinism of the bourgeois class and the adjoining hedonism harnessed. The Marple capitalist left of the verb do, knowing that over time this party would have messed up gadgets and old monuments to fattening of their business. That perhaps does not speak for some time to build a majestic memorial museum in quell'enfatico event that took as its emblem printed on the face of generational story? It will be a good opportunity to compensate the small village of Bethel, on the hill where grazing was held, in effect, a gathering that was called Woodstock. The site plan was denied by the authorities and the defendants withdrew grazing on a local landowner, who granted the Hill his cows. The future will be called Memorial Museum at Bethel Woods, and "will not be the celebration of the flower children" (promise concerned) or a "Hippies Museum", but a monument to the conclusive sixties, of which the music was happening so significant. As the civil rights movement, blacks in the riots in the ghettos complicated and contradictory U.S. political crimes, the community of free love, more or less mystical (and perhaps mistificheggianti), the festering wound of Vietnam increasingly martyred, the challenge Global American way of life, all business and functional wars dollars and decorated with bows of that verb supreme democratic remnants. Yes, there were three days and three nights (August 15 to 17) sex drugs dance songs. In short, the 'joy of living ", as he said the bearded" Ibsen antimaiuscolaro "(title of my essay hosted by Gulizza not easy in his journal). On the stage alternated Jimi Hendrix, Santana, Joan Baez, Janis Joplin, The Grateful Dead. A year later, a double album and a documentary film won the Oscar celebrated the historic event. Absent the dead of drugs, such as Jimi Hendrix, who was killed by an overdose the year after that triumph.
Now you can enjoy movies with sound and text colors of that event in the thousands of sites in the network: that sounds like another time in excess of the excesses. Ut semper, Kronos combines events of the opposite direction, and contradictory carnal reality: this happy party and the grim massacre, the groan of orgasm to the west and the mad cry of pain in the east. But it is difficult to combine these present together, sort of an oxymoron Saturn and sadistic fun. Trivia reflective? Maybe. But if you were able to ponder seriously over how much metaphysical nonsense would save humanity in this hyperkinetic sleepwalkers!
* Among the political killings consumed in clashes between students, nine occurred during the years 1975-83 is the measure of stiffening destructive civil war creeping of the opposition. On the right scialare in the Nordic and Teutonic symbolism: Odin, Thor ... The spring of '75 is remembered as a dismal period of murder victims: in March was shot to death with a steel bar a boy of 19 years and left the extra rowdy cheer their parades with sentences of pure madness, like: "All Fascists Ramelli as / with a red line through his hair. " The answer to black crime was the killing Ramelli, April 16, seventeen of Claudio Varalli, struck by gunshots. The parade the next day saw the death of another boy left, Giannino Ribecco, "hit by a van of the police" In May, in Piazza San Babila, is pierced with knife killer Alberto Brasil. On June 5, the conflict focused around the farm which also contains the industrial Spiotta Gancia Die by the Red Brigades kidnapped the constable of the police and Giovanni D'Alfonso Cagol Mara, co-founder of the Br *
After the killing of the young Valerio Verbano at home, returning from a sortie of the normal investigative work, the flocked demands from the right and far left. Many were false and misleading. The best rate of imbecility bully reads: "The Hammer of Thor has struck again." Verbano
crime remains one of the many unsolved puzzles of the season from hell. Tens of testimony, revelations of repentance, ideas and detailed suggestions (to the extreme right of the Nar and third place) have been degraded by some courts to simple assumptions without evidence. The same memorial written by the father of Valerio not resigned, the tenacious Sardo, has disappeared (he was made to disappear). The episode, which was rebuilt with a rich variety of evidence, in the "Rai Educational. We are History" is still one more mystery of the drowned perverse game of complicity in shady omissions deviations protections dictated by distorted Reason of State (and to be very private and personal reasons unmentionable). Who does not give up yet is the mother, Carla Word, who, after the death of her husband Sardo (busy for years to investigate in every way and direction to shed light on the perpetrators and instigators of this cowardly ambush), it continues the work , writing, even, to a fascist character of subversion in prison: that wretch, after long years, he relented from the pain of a mother and tell what he knows at least to comfort in the knowledge of those masked killers in that distant day of the fatal Feb. 80s broke into the house, bound and gagged her and her husband and son waited to shoot him in the back while defending himself with strokes of judo. And also to know the principals and the motive for the ruthless execution. Perhaps - he writes of the poor widow - the confession could also benefit the prisoner, the difficult peace. The flower loves the land of illusion of pain. The funeral for
Valerio were dramatic chronicle of a media event: ten thousand people behind the coffin, of which the young armed formations to the left of the gun. But also right, just to muddy the waters and download on training Marxist-Leninist crime uncomfortable. Could miss the fighting? Not lacking, and police and police had their hands full to stop, trim down, littering the masses in opposition, quite resolved to get hurt. But not always compete with the desirable extent that peaceful guardians of the dialectic: the temptation of beating is sometimes irresistible.
* The history books are updated, to race against each other to form a composite thrust that mixed cultural and market logic. The third volume came during high school now to the events of the early nineties. And I tried to reach those thresholds tragic, tragic to confirm the mocking denial of all the good dreams irenic, regularly teeming downstream of any conflict broad generalization: the First World War onwards. Not having an obligation to tell the individual events serially, left to the acquisition staff of students (as indicated by a methodological choice realpoliese operating in high school), I still had time to interpret polarized, but open to any and solicited, Student reflections more or less divergent. The wars Palestinians enjoyed a fervent pro-Arab attention from my classes, and I would be welcomed by ensuring at the same time, to stop the sympathy on this side of the creeping anti-Semitism (a kind of nostalgic home-fascist). The first Gulf War mobilized, even most of the high school at a public event with torchlight processions and speeches of condemnation. Of course, the figures were moving more responsive to popular-secular. But there was also a nucleus of both sexes, of ordinary Catholics (the oxymoron intrigued me as Loic, but no disturbances on the practical-militant). Good, behind the teacher, the student participation. I see the central square of Realpolia not very large, symbolically embraced by two imposing baroque chiesone and fronted by no less baroque town hall filled with young men and women with torches pacifist convinced in his fist, and billboards in explicit rejection of war looming and then consumed with the usual copious tortures and massacres, of deadly new hi-tech "human destructiveness." Nell'imbrunire coming down at night, a sight so sad as impressive, the mirror of conscience guaranteed a useless practice. Suggestion and sadness often go hand in hand.
* But back to the seventies and later. After the violent protest of the blade and including accident, the Interior Minister Cossiga ordered the indefinite closure of Wisdom: it was March 6 (1977), when the tanks of the Sardinian granite cutting down the gates and drove gracefully with little red occupants. Five days later, on 11 March, the "challenge" between students and police moved in Bologna: the battlefield, even the university, the alleged high temple of learning, called to a role so little institutional. During the fighting, a policeman shot dead Francesco Lorusso, a student of "Lotta Continua". The next day, March 12, Rome knew what was judged the most violent manifestation of all the '77: a heavy budget did have several dozen wounded, more or less severe. Two months later, on May 12, during clashes between police and radical MPs, was killed in Rome, the nineteen year old Georgiana Masi. After two days, May 14, Milan runs the protest to the unfortunate death. Could miss the clashes between police and young Autonomy? And not even the dead are missing this time was a man of the state "democratic" to act as host to Moloch, the agent Custrà Antonio, 25 years. Needless to mention the diversity of "treatment" for this death and others. Or transfer to the flat memory voluble strong-arm those used by law enforcement on the bodies of those young men and young girls in the barracks. Event, alas, stubbornly replicating in recent history. Years later, he confessed Cossiga is "sorry" for those hard way: in hindsight, he said that "today" would not send the tanks to regain universities and public squares. Why? because (state) have taken the place of the autonomy to young people drove them underground army of the Red Brigades and Prima Linea. As for the hard way, the life senator told a reporter that the Communists would agree with him, even called for an iron fist. He satisfied them with good grace, even if a distinction (to him) in these terms: "if they are workers, turn the other side, if they are students, beaten tough and fair". Provisions (thoughtfully democratic) of the Minister of the police in the field. A communist leader would tell Cossiga: "Now that you have a terrorist in prison because they do not give him a wink?" It will be pure truth? Cossiga is exculpatory: the plain-clothes officers with the gun? There were, but they were not his responsibility when he heard, he apologized to Parliament and "overthrew the commissioner, responsible for that abuse. What a gentleman.
On 23 September in Bologna there was a conference of the Movement of '77 ": Kossiga (not only K but also the two scooted to the Nazi's) said that was the last" party "Autonomy: the gathering were present in one hundred thousand, according to the Chronicle less partisan. Again he said: "Then we gave the last brushed, and Self-ended." The processions were banned for a month and a half and began the murder victims. Systematically. Ah, the priceless Cossiga! How many things has repented, and repent again - from here to one hundred years of life that we wish. We also regret the death of Moro? Will do a show with a commando of the Red Brigades murderess and say, "I've killed more of her!" True repentance? The rougher
succeed, however, that the lies told during the "scandal Donat Cattin. What is this? Presto said (in a nutshell). When Patrizio Peci, RB, you repented and collaborators of justice, in the torrent of confessions also enter a news-bomb: Marco Donat Cattin, son of former minister and then deputy secretary of the DC, is a militant of Prima Linea (PL), the terrorist group more involved in armed struggle. Not only that, occupies a part of the. Not only that part of the focus groups and fired, too, the court Emilio Alessandrini, "executed" by Pl January 29th of '79. Peci guarantees emerged as the news from a reliable source. Cossiga, then President of the Council shall inform the father. And then? According to the "official" version of the Prime Minister (before the next Commission of Inquiry), he would have advised Donat Cattin father to induce his son to build up. According to the affidavit of another sorry Front Line, Fabrizio Sandal, would have given the opposite advice: run away to France, in hiding. Of course, Cossiga has kept its version in all these years. And other things he said. For example, the cousin Enrico Berlinguer would have proposed a kind of barter: Cossiga does not interfere with justice in the case Donat Cattin, and more (for example, the subtraction, the courageous judge Alessandrini, so allergic to institutional bias, the investigation on the role of secret services in the massacre of Piazza Fontana and protection of Freda and Ventura charged the dawn of the coming horrors) and the Communist Party would fail to collect signatures for the Commission of Inquiry. Cossiga would say, "you and I are men of the party, you can not make similar proposals." It sounds, among other things, as a tacit admission of liability in the rental in question. How many mysteries still virgin in the history of Italian horror! Not even the film of von Trotta, "Years of Lead" will affect more than a few scratches in hypothetical. Chiari
are just a few facts and the ethical-political value of their occurrence: what is the point, for example, in retaliation for the killing of innocent brother Patrizio Peci to punish the traitor? Who decided infamy was not aware of falling into the logic of Kin Mafia. Machiavellian does not cover certain offhand unjustifiable means with end.
* We wish to end the bitter amarcord with two minor events, but the resonant planetary? The year was also inflamed the Italian cities that took away a legend of Rock: Elvis Presley. Burnt by the excesses of 42 years. Large demonstrations of heartfelt sympathy from the fans, rimembrante long presence in the audiovisual media, an excellent contribution to the ongoing improvement of deification. After twenty years after the death cult is more green than ever and growing. There are young people and former young people (past and present) who do not believe his death: it will be hidden, some mysterious power more or less metaphysical has temporarily suspended the enjoyment of its practitioners, will reappear one day or another: homo religiosus is full of fantasy. And stupidity.
agenda diary of '77 marked in red on August 17: This page contains a summary of the television news and a sigh of comment. "Today, Elvis Presley would had to hold a concert, but death has preceded him. Yesterday found him lifeless on the new girlfriend, Ginger Alden, beautiful house in the bathroom of Graceland, in Memphis. Transported to Baptist Memorial 'Hospital, they failed to save it. The death was declared at 3:30 pm. The diagnosis, arrest for cardiac arrhythmia. "
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The inventor of rock 'n' roll was a genialoide eclectic, mixing different sound from Cuntry to gospel, R & B to pop, he managed to create a personal sound, which captured a generation and more than that. The fifties were a complete success, until '58, when he was called to arms. Sent to Germany, I met Priscilla Beaulieu, the daughter of his colonel, whom he married on his return home. Even when he played and sang in military glory. But the year was also one of the military called the greatest tragedy of his life: the death of his mother, Gladys, just 42 years. A trauma 'had a devastating effect on Elvis, from which perhaps has never recovered'. Experienced the depression and the treatment is not always appropriate, indeed more and more cheated, including sedatives and amphetamines, alcohol and endorphins. Another devastating blow was the abandonment of the wife to Elvis, frightened by the intrusion of stifling Memphis' Mafia in the life of her husband. Codest mafia was in fact "an impenetrable barrier of relatives, friends and bodyguards [...] that protected him, but prevented him, however, of having links with the outside world. "knew about eclipses and renewed auroras. He was able to cope with the new offensive players in the sound driver: Beatles, Rolling Stones, Bob Dylan, Bruce Springsteen. But .. full of the best years was divided between Elvis, "King of Rock" course, but now less shining, with the new entry idolatry of music, which these Beatles, the Rolling Stones, the Beach Boys. So much so that His manager will increase the commitment film (29 films came to play in eight years): a full immersion of the mold typically little or merchant.
A notista Rai said the wonder of a television critic for the Elvis song "Love me tender," so far from the frenetic subversive power of rock, so tender, so poignant: Love me tender, love me sweet, never let me go. You May Have made life complete, and I love you so. How can you have written this delicate melody of pure Elvis the Pelvis, Elvis the crowds, 'Jailhouse Rock' (so it was translated into Italian the title of the film by Richard Thorpe, Jailhouse Rock, 1957)? Improper wonder if the eclecticism of Elvis did not rule out the tenderness (which was firmly rooted in her DNA of former shy and mammon), not exorcised as strength and toughness, commitment and ruthlessness (most professional show that genetic motu proprio). The years of two other films with Elvis (the eclectic was also a versatile actor he liked to do), "Viva Las Vegas" ("the great George Sidney) and" Frankie and Johnny "(Frederick de Cordova, played with Donna Douglas) coincide with the rise and the sunset of my romance with Susan. But in the middle of the second, the Svampa passion along the spring and midsummer.
listened to the song of an early Elvis along with Susy, in one of his visits after the final examinations. More than once, along with other compositions, and had to be the last day of my "lite" with Rina, when she refused to eat. I just wiped the eyes of a modest and uncontrollable gushes. Susy see myself lying on the deck. And after the full of charm, the derelict empty: the great absence. Another intersection of dates: the year of seven reached susynico darkness was the same as the first TV show broadcast via satellite from Honolulu, with Elvis still in good shape. This Aloha From Hawaii had an audience of over one billion viewers, divided by forty countries. It came out of a derivative that was the "first quadraphonic disc" to become a million seller. Title, "Aloha From Hawaii Via Satellite." A television program has recently pointed out, some of the causes of premature death, excessive food: Elvis did not eat sfilatini, but "sfilatoni, with a pound of fried bacon inside." And it was all too evident in the deformed obesity in recent times. What he badly tried to counter with slimming counterproductive. A self-destructive underground temptation, perhaps, in an essence of vitality to the wild but exhausted-action challenge to the whim, until that flight across the Atlantic to drink a coffee in Paris and return home the same day. He had come a long way, in that body balance, the Thane-worm.
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(1) Another forgotten document of "magic power" emerge from the casual already reported in the press headquartered in forest areas out of reach: it is a good initiative of the gravure "Panorama" built in the twentieth anniversary of "mythical", titled "History of young people. Before, during and after the sixty-eight, divided into four "extras" to the first 4 digits of that year. The four units are compiled yourself, collectible (and renumbered) svampante within a red plastic bin full of photos "mythical" , redrawn on both sides and in the flap (from Karl Marx to Brigitte Bardot, Ho Chi Min to Marilyn, from the Beatles to Martin Luther King, from May to James Dean, etc.. Titles of inserts: 1. The roaring sixties 2. The privacy in Sixty 3. Reports of the fatal 4. On the other side of the barricades. Each of the titles overcomes a "bolt": 1. "Ancestors, teachers, Maestrini, armed and unarmed prophets" 2. " hate, love, songs, fashions, transgressions, "3." Before and after the fatal May "4." sixty-eight reported for the first time disappointed fathers, policemen injured, intellectuals mocked. "overflow The volumes of photos (black and white, color) scenes of collective and individual characters. Many of the designs, especially the cartoons. There langue nude risqué or provocative to the base, in fact, emancipation battegliera and irreverent. Explains the fourth "page" of non-cover and other spaces The rail Chiappori grinning with his "Up Today" (but there are also vignettes of other comedians). Also worthy of caricatures drawn next to the pictures of the characters more or less mythical dashed in short presentations. How the authors of the "pieces", needless to say that we are all (the "survivors"). And it's a real pleasure to compare those stentorian revolutionary slogans and shouting with their present (twenty years later, or thirty, behind which are noted). Of the more you can sing a "quantum mutatus ab illo." Or, to be a firefighter arsonist: an ironic, or sdegnto or indulgent choice. Here they are, some of those names: E. Galli della Loggia ("It changed Italy), Furio Colombo (" What music companion ") Fernanda Pivano (" And America went up in smoke "), Chiara Valentini (" the East is now dissent ") Giordano Bruno Guerri ("Third World amado mio"), Maria Luisa Agnese "Age welfare "), Interview with Stefania Sandrelli (" I lived every minute "), interview with E. Sanguineti (" But no prophets, only vitality "), Charles Ross (" Teachers no, Maestrini yes "); Giampiero Mughini (" No was not goliardia "Giancarlo Zizola (" In God's name began as "). Volume 2 °. Mughini G. (" New life, and now "); Aldo Piro (" Miss mimeograph); interview with Francesco Alberoni ("We wanted so much"); Natalia Aspesi ("In that status were" Myriam De Cesco ("Daddy, come to war?"); C. Augias ("Look how I dress"); Intervsita with Marco Bellocchio (" China is on set "); G. Manfredi (" Sixty-eight in the juke box "); Grazia Cherchi (" Tell me what laws "), Omar Calabrese (" Turn it up, mate "Interview with Elvio Fachinelli (" The protest on the couch. "volume 3 °, we point out only a few titles: Salvatore Veca ("E 'successful 68"), "I'll be your leader": Portraits of Boulevard, Bobbio, Rieser, De Rossi, Hut, Pero, Cafiero, Toscano, Brandirali, Manconi, Bassetti, Moscow, Levi, Rostagno, Sorbi, roar, Curcio, Israel, Cacciari, Cazzaniga, Piperno, Scalzone, Petruccioli, Stamen and Meldolesi, Dyes, Russian. Mughini G. ("In Paris, Paris"). "Days of Violence": "You remember the dramatic events Petruccioli by Sergio, Fabrizio Cicchitto, Pietro Marzotto, Giovanni Spadolini, Emanuele Macaluso, Sergio Bernardini. Mario Capanna, "Violent us? No but ...". Interview with Lucio Colletti, "and I was immediately against." And we stop here. Perhaps with a flash on some "upside down": you see a Cicchitto "arcorizzato" to caricature. A Scarlett, if possible even more integrated in the worst of bourgeois monetarizzante and he, too, "painstaking" Silvio, but triumphant as director of the "Panorama", which honored him rebellious (although secundum quid). And what about Liguori? Of Mughini? Boato? But enough of that. We like to close the note with a return to Rostagno, painted here as a chameleon unsettling. Here is a step in the "portrait": "He is Mauro Rostagno, 47, Sixty-eight of the most whimsical of the protagonists. He never denied reversals of opinions and behaviors, much less daring choices. "Up to organize" a party of 'Sixty-eight of the sell-off', with an auction of memorabilia of the time, as the red ones to Mao. "Or finally, in time, between the followers of Bhagwan Rajneesh, orange dress called Sanatio. In time, it was said, before moving to the therapeutic community for drug addicts, to the second daughter, close the rich and troubled existence in Trapani As tragically, alas, we know. The sketch of the scene ends with a tombstone. "You give always happy. It remains a Happy Gilmore. "
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