On Politics, or thoughts in his spare time. I do not deny that having lived for a very long time Italian affairs, which are then necessarily coincide with those of Berlusconi, I was somewhat empty inside. I have always, to varying extents, interested in politics but I never got involved at one level, almost emotional, like this time. I think the thing I'm not totally negative, I must admit that my involvement in this I have gained cultural nourishment, by comparison with some truly exceptional people. Despite this does not hide the fact that this metamorphosis of my way so long as they have obscured a part of me, the most intimate, now I feel suddenly fail. I was always careful, and I am grateful to my father, not to turn into an obsession un'interesse. I always thought that focusing too long to gaze on a point, to soften the contours, we risk losing sight of the view itself. Hence coinvincimento that no human activity can be done without interruption, let alone policy. Yet politics, as many other activities of thought, has many facets that you should never lose sight, but eventually you prefer to speculate on things concrete rather than the endless possibilities of interpreting reality. Seriously, if there is a profession that should never become that it is the politician.
I was born to politics with Berlusconi and I think that this is the historical stage as a single theme and, culturally speaking, the more miserable story of Italian unification of Italy. They are poor cultural actors and much less political ones, to the point that many seem to those of the giants of the so-called First Republic. Yesterday a friend in a statement, humorous and witty, highlighted the fact that now it is fashionable to give the fool one another, in any human context, without ever listen and try to understand what the other actually says. I do not know if it's just like always, because I had the good fortune to live in a healthy environment, it is certainly so in many areas of "knowledge", and hence the quotation marks is a must.
The plain has its charms, but to be able to grasp them fully, it is sometimes necessary to climb the hill, knowing how to detach.