In termini di filosofia politica, nei moti tunisini e egiziani si può intravedere il sorgere di una forma nuova di associazione cittadina che anela a istituzionalizzarsi in modo autonomo secondo il modello generico delle democrazie laiche. Questi processi faticheranno certamente a concludersi: in verità è vera democrazia il mai finito. Le convulsioni della nazione più potente – scardinando necessariamente il sistema di potere religioso islamico, che reagirebbe alla minima scalfittura – potrebbe durare a lungo, e costare botte, furori, sangue.
Noi non sappiamo far altro che deplorare sempre, ogni momento, ipocritamente, la violenza. Eppure la Convenzione, in Francia, svaginò la democrazia tagliando indegnamente teste; De Gaulle la salvò tra le bombe; la creazione di una autentica democrazia nella Spagna schiacciata dalla Chiesa cominciò entre riòs de sangre nel 1936 e durò quarant'anni; l'incompiuto risorgimento italiano ebbe bisogno di un tempo analogo, interamente costellato di violenze. Quel che oggi complica tutto è una verità tra le più allarmanti, questa: (Heidegger, Lettera sull'umanesimo; e la data è significativa: 1946). Nessuna democrazia moderna ( e neppure quella ateniese) è nata senza il terreno solido di una patria, surrogato della religione perdente, in fuga dalla tolleranza.
Everywhere, globalization and consumption are loss of homeland, diaspora in exile, and their outcome, and we see it, if we see it, is economic desperation, war between commercial entities with no state name. A transplant is the famous flight of industries in Samarkand the vizier who met his death in the souks of Baghdad not escape the inevitable.
A crisis like the one that opened in Cairo can not be stopped by simply driven by the power of man which thinks to found a dynasty of regime, although what has long been a call for the timid West.
If in Italy there are those who think that removing half of Berlusconi doing the laundry a democracy in terms of agony (though buried in a whole more heeling) like this when we lose all respect for ourselves - say it is short-sighted is mercy. The years of Berlusconi has the merit of having brought out by the babel of words inedible truth of a democratic form in collapse, as the House of Usher by Poe. Go read that story and you will see something similar to Italian democracy Two thousand of these sad.
If we illegality key parties are busy, less pandering to factions of power - as anomalously preach Pannella and radicals - the nation has a duty not to tolerate them more. If the illegal millions, one can purge very big, like a huge enema: a popular uprising that literally flood and parliamentary offices and government buildings, a march on Rome, but not gloomy skulls of tri-colored convinced that the wind pushes them, citizens widow of homeland identity, a revival of the Colossus Goya made of one, two, three, four million heads - the resurrection of Brutus!
Around 1880, the Marquis Cesare Alfieri Support recommended: \u0026lt;Close those sewers administrative Palermo and Naples!>: Fine, good advice - via the sewers, street infections mafia, the return air of its breathability. What is the use to do a job after another (actually: to threaten, coitus reservatus) against individuals when an entire ruling class is guilty of treachery, betrayal, attacked and killed the drive home?
A Hercules would take millions of hands to clean up the Augean stables of this famous Peninsula!
And after Purgon should do it all without a single bacterium that has been, to elect a constituent republic of new faces, with no right-left, empty eye sockets - a Constituent presidential able to track down a young man, pristine, a libertarian Kemal Ataturk, the son of some suburb despair, and to make a First Consul. The obsession with the global economy, investment indefinitely, with its trivial preaching about the growth of consumption and its frantic, pushes headlong into the abyss, grows mainly thirst for money, because the only thought is the father of crime, crime news feeds ... But finally we laugh a little 'oxygen to asphyxiated this language!
Up to a tragic coma I have fallen asleep, this parasite nation of perpetual division, which was dumb of Machiavelli, but not De Gaulle able to tell us that we have understood.
can not see, He knocked the eye everywhere, and passivity incurable numbness, stupid ... (So) predicted the well, in his posthumous novel, Guido Piovene).
The square Egypt sparked a glimmer of hope: his message still sealed will travel far. An Egypt that imagines something for themselves and for all, is a gem that radiates a light of unusual fresh dawn.
Guido Ceronetti
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